Walk of Life

>> Wednesday, July 13, 2005

Just cant seem to get over this song.This is the fifth time since morning, that am listening to it.

"And after all the violence and double talk,
There’s just a song in the trouble and the strife,
You do the walk, you do the walk of life.."
- Dire Straits

Enjoy..!

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and one more..

>> Tuesday, July 12, 2005















With Chirayu at CNN studios,Atlanta

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Vrundi n me at Universal studios,Orlando















Swatu,Vrundi ne me at the GIS lab,Clemson.

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Bees Saal Baad..!!

Now
Then

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Rains!!

>> Monday, July 11, 2005

Rains.frown.sound.wet.coffee.green.irritate.pure.shiver.warmth.blue.
hot.cuddle.window.thunder.smile.soil.relief.him.colours.silence.walks.
shelter.rythm.music.breeze.puddles.headlights.mood swings.breathe.
mess.longing.water.drench.rainbow.desire.umbrella.nourish.Tarpaulin.
drops.traffic.fierce.dark.calm.sticky.clouds.passion.together.swollen.
numb.floods.gloomy.restless.serene.flow.comfort.washed.clean.Rains.

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River Sutra

>> Friday, July 08, 2005

Geeta Mehta in her book River sutra captures the Narmada as a breathtakingly beautiful river, most feminine in her movements as she rises in Amarkantak and slithers through the thick jungles and deep gorges in the Vindhyas.The book weaves a set of stories around the myths,folklore and legends associated with the river and reflects the very many cultures, religions and traditions that continue living in the Indian subcontinent.The enchanting tales of love and desire vividly depict life along the banks of the holy river.

Amidst all the political tension that surrounds the river,the everyday stories about the anti-dam activists and the government; it was more than a pleasure to read a very different perspective of Narmada. Of Narmada the river. Narmada a living entity,Narmada a mystery.

Was a delightful read.

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No Love?Know Love!

>> Thursday, June 16, 2005

I know not what they call love..

Love's not magic, not a whim, nor a delusion,
It keeps no secret, it needs no guise.

It is joy, Its a bliss, Love is longing, Despair it is,
Love's Pleasures and smiles, pain and cries.

Love my friend, is the night most enchanting,
The Tiny bright stars, the vast dark skies.

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