Archive for July, 2011
the famous club 27
1And another artist joined the elite group. Amy Winehouse!

I had always loved listening her songs! Shocking but a sad reality.
RIP Amy!
Reality
3I write, delete and write again,
probably there’s no word to define
define what i feel like or define what you feel
Silence, fright, accusation.
I know you are scared, scared of losing me.
But fear fuels fear,
slowly blinding conscience
alienating you further away into dark, deep crevasse
your green and purple judgement,
born out of Hade’s land
slowly sucking
sunshine, flowers, dreams.
Makes me wonder and question love
someone whispers, love aint here anymore
look around afraid, afraid of meeting reality
Reality, you missed me, didn’t you?
Show is over, close the story book.
that new publication
0Yes, i got the first issue of International Herald Tribune, which began publishing from Kathmandu in association with Republica, local English daily. It’s priced 25 Rs. (Oh gwad). Just skimmed through and was done within few minutes. Need to read thoroughly, prolly on Saturday
I wonder whether IHT could make it’s market in the country or not. Probably it’s published only few hundreds (all right lets just say thousands, happy?) copies targeting diplomatic missions and elites. One more reason to brag probably
the beginning!
5‘How does your tea taste like?’, he asked me. He was playing with his cup, rubbing it, slowly moving it or sometimes just touching it. I could sense flurry of words building in his brains yet losing it’s voice when he tried to utter. Staring out of the window, absentmindedly I replied, ‘it’s sweet’. Probably he wanted to ask me about my post-break up life or simply tea, but either way, I was telling the truth.


Wat ya Said!