Wednesday, August 30, 2006


I tried to forget,

I recalled.

I tried to move on,

I looked back.

I tried to hate,

I loved.

Still trying.

Saturday, August 19, 2006

I am not lying

Even a thousand truths cannot justify a lie.

Don't lie.

Sunday, August 13, 2006

My Dreams

My dreams


For the real thing,

And my reality


A dream . . .

- Deepti Naval

This according to me is a work of art.

Thursday, August 03, 2006


Art to me is portraying things, as they should be rather than as they are. It is about hope, vision, dreams, future and everything that involves looking ahead than looking back. I dislike or rather avoid reminiscing. Memories are valuable only if they get you through your present or prepare you for your future; otherwise they serve no purpose but make desperate attempts to entice you to live through them for the rest of your life. That is no living.

My memories succeeded doing just that; they did manage to get the better of me for sometime. Not anymore.