Archive - May 26, 2005

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R.E.M.

R.E.M. stands for Rapid Eye Movement, a term connected with the phenomenon of dreaming while asleep. I wrote this poem sometime around 1999, when I was in class 10. (click # to read more)

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My Own Kind of Weather

A blues-ish song/poem I wrote in the first year of college. Aadarsh, Ashish and I also attempted to compose a tune for the song and record it. Thankfully, I think I’ve lost the cassette had the rather hilarious rendition of this.

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Four rupees a kilo

A mostly fictitious story I wrote on a train journey from Delhi to Calcutta in 2002. The most difficult part of this story was to decipher the illegible scrawls I had made on the train and to write out a final version of the story
The scenery scrolled past, as I sat there, lost in my thoughts, looking out, admiring the horizon. I was traveling alone this time and my train was chugging through the lands of Uttar Pradesh, headed towards Calcutta.

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