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26 June 2011

Curious Things

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I like photography, I like poetry too but I feel some times despite my best efforts, written words can not describe exactly what I saw. I also like to try to spot remarkable attributes in the things I see - in humans, nature or inanimate objects alike. Many times I am not aware that the camera has spotted some striking characteristics until I see them later. Below I have posted some photos, which are either remarkable by themselves (in my view) or reminded me of some thing curious!      

Star faced mushroom with broken egg-like top


Would it work on humans?

Sadhus' day out


One-legged garbage van

Comparing shoes

Sure! once I know it myself...

Baking reflection in the oven

Big lens chasing small one?!

25 June 2011


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I squeezed myself through the smallest
possible space a woman can possibly fit
herself in;
It was scary at first
but I did it

I tried to attain
forgiveness -
I failed
but another world was waiting
on the other side
of the hole, where I soon arrived

It had an unearthly hue
but filled with a music of the earth
and its delicate air was painted with hope and change;
now it depends on whether there is any courage
which may bring about a determination to seize
the world that seems to exist in this part.

21 June 2011

quotes - Soren Kierkegaard

'... I would rather be a swineherd at Amagerbro and be understood by the swine than a poet and misunderstood by people'

'But working for one's living can't be the meaning of life;'

'...the pleasure consists not in what I enjoy but in having my way'

17 June 2011

When the Moment is not Seized

When your courage did not rise up to the occasion
when my courage failed
status quo took a new turn
the sub conscious - almost - transformed

05 June 2011

Ambitions in Grey Scale

Grey and dark grey
how grey are the ambitions
in a grey scale?

Will strive for glory
and recognition of efforts to gain some edge,
when a few glorious minds and bodies
demonstrate their inherited or achieved exaltation,
when they show-off and there is a show-down;
the desires will reach an agitated, elevated state;
the world will be in my cupped hands
will what I would feel for what
would seem like eternal burning moments


And then will appear calmness
and serene desires like serene blue water
in the comfortable corner of cushions
and the fish-tank filled with blue water;
this is the world, this is what I had dreamed of
will what I would think as I will arrange pillows for a deep sleep

Sometimes, the world will turn another shade of grey
misfortunes, unfortunate events will come into play
in the mind: rising from deep within they will cover transitory
existence like the way clouds envelope the sky;
turbulent thoughts like a summer storm will destroy
some of my well-established suppositions;
soon enough I will emerge from such notions

Again and again
it’s a circle of grey shades
light to dark, dark to light
comes and goes
like cycles of business occupations;
I have no control over it
but usually act with pre-destined
methods when certain shades of greyness
take possession of me; little by little life moves on