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Late at night, He sits with unsleepy eyes and a rubik's cube in hand, trying to solve      but in vain. Just the way the day had been. Late at night He sits with his camera trying to spot and capture what might have been going missing from his naked eyes. All in vain.. Late at night He sits with books trying to read and find out something, something vital that He doesn't yet know.. but to no avail !! Late at night He sits in front of the computer screen with the key board in hand trying to write what can't be said, Still in vain... Late at night He opens the windows and stands in chill for half an hour only to realize that the night has ended and its early morning Yet again!! (c)2012 Priyaa Arora Like my page On Facebook  HERE

Preeti Shenoy has come up with   'Wish list Wednesdays   under which every Wednesday till January, there will be a creative prompt. The first creative prompt is: The three things I badly wish I could have are..................................    So here's my  Not-So-Secret-Wish-List # A good collection of White Kurtis, White shirts and Blue jeans.  Every time, well call it destiny or whatever, I have only one white kurti at one point of time. This time its even cruel that the one I have is not much of my choice. I purchased it as I wasn’t able to find any other, Partly because of my laziness.  Well, I am not very particular with regard to my wardrobe but I usually don’t get what I want. But this is one thing I am serious about now. :P # Atleast one Novel published to my credit. Well, why think smaller? I want a no.of novels published to my credit. I think the first book requires most of hard-work although I do agree its none the less in your next books

I am not a painter and I am not  being mod est when I say that! But there are two paintings I wish to share here and I am sharing it. I did these two paintings back in may. I couldn't do the images I had in my mind but still this is a painting that does capture something. I didn't realize while doing it, I just wanted to fill colors into something for it was de-stressing me. But after a few days when I saw it again, It said something. Somewhere I feel this painting very well captures the mood of my poem  Emptiness , Although I composed  Emptiness  long back and ofcourse I have overcome that emotion. Still Read the poem  Here . This painting I did just because I wanted to paint something. And ofcourse I couldn't go beyond the waters, grass, sky and a rock. This image was in my drawing book when I was in seventh standard so I re-drew it from my mind. (c)2012 Priyaa Arora

Isn’t it strange? You get a feeling that you have nothing in this world. And at the same moment You are afraid of losing. Not money, not reputation but something, something you don’t know but have a feeling that it exists. You can’t name it. Its just….something. Technically speaking, as cynics would say, you can’t lose anything if you don’t have anything. But life doesn’t follow any technique or some Dumb head’s stated facts and theorems. Feelings and thoughts are something you have no control over. You can divert your mind, but not for long. The deepest feelings remain. You can’t hide them or hide from them. Its easier to say that you shouldn’t feel you don’t have something or you should always see glass half-full. The fact is, Often in life, we do feel something is missing and also sometimes we do feel we don't want to lose you-don't-know-what.                              You can read like maniacs, watch movies like anything, cook to divert mind but it

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