On going through some ole messages obliging my inbox, came across this one-
"It was born, it lived and it died. Not me."
Only Mr Ranade could have said this...:)
You're remembered sir, through irregularities and sanities...
This is where it all started
- Babel fish
- At times my name seems to be my only possession, sometimes I feel its the only element I cannot relate to.Sometimes Life seems like a rented appartment, sometimes Time seems to be the only truth...most of the times I seek, I lose, I win, I brood, I love, I fool, I live in denial, I dream...I exist! What my mirror reflects is difficult to comprehend. I think...most often in disjointed patterns, and write unadulterated, deeply in love with words, its in them I find peace unmatched. ...About me is a lot of 'I'..finding her!
3 comments:
sahi tha yeh :)
na? thats my prof and his pearls of wisdom..aww i miss him so much!
ah cool yaa :)
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