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One Fine Monday

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I waited for the sunlight to peep into my room and into my eyes, the way it usually did.
It was a cloudy Monday, but.

I dreaded the traffic.

Then I saw her face.
In her eyes, I drowned.
Her lips, I yearned to kiss.
Her fragrance, I longed for.

Traffic worries were lost into oblivion.

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March 4, 2013 at 12:02 pm

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Girl Thing

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Upon receiving the phone call, she headed straight to the pier.
Serene skies and a bright blue sea greeted her.

Her gaze was glued to the horizon, pregnant with expectation.
The foghorn sounded and with it the hull came into view.

She said a silent prayer.

At the sight of her jewellery box, her eyes glittered!

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September 17, 2012 at 6:43 pm

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The Artist, Her Muse

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With a few quick strokes, on paper, the peacock came alive!

Long back, I’d taken a quiz on Facebook. And, probably that was the last time I ever logged into FB. But that’s not important. What’s pertinent is the fact that the quiz result mentioned my ideal profession as Photography. Considering the fact that I picked up my first DSLR just a few weeks back, amateur would probably describe me best. However, that isn’t stopping me from experimenting. But I continue to be reluctant in approaching the subject (human) for fear of not being able to deliver a fine shot in-spite off the formers cooperation. So I mostly end up in shooting from odd angles. I’ve termed such captures as – Sly Shots!

This Saturday I realized that in the vicinity of the place I’m put up is, the World’s Largest Free-flight Walk-in Aviary – the KL Bird Park. From amongst loads of bird clicks, above is one my favorite capture from the four hour odd walk in the aviary.

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August 21, 2012 at 10:20 am

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Against Odds

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He had begun to feel that the likelihood of him winning was dismal.

Deep inside he had given up. Outside, he portrayed otherwise.
How he wished it was the other way around!

He evaded questions on preparedness.

In the press-meet just before the match, he seemed lost.

The game didn’t last long. Hands-down, he won.

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August 20, 2012 at 11:31 pm

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The Mayans Were Right

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Dad : It’s simple. Either you want to marry or you don’t. If you do, then this is the perfect age.
He : Perfect?
Sis : You’ve had your share of fun. Now, settle down!
He : Fun?
Mom : Give me the number of that girl. I’ll talk.
He : Which girl?

Doom is nigh.
Probably, the Mayans were right!

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August 4, 2012 at 5:27 pm

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The Mirror

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He peered into the mirror to have a closer look, plucking white strands from his sideburns.
His gaze shifted to his shoulder, lovebites from the previous night were conspicuous.

Usually, he would smile at such sightings.

Over his shoulder, he watched her semi-nude reflection.
She was awake.

He felt guilty.
Next time, perhaps! – he mused.

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July 20, 2012 at 12:38 am

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Wanton Wants

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The floor was abuzz with lascivious ladies.

In his half inebriated state, he tripped.
She bosomed his face. He struggled to stick out his head.
He felt a grip on his bottom, his ear being bit.

Just then a kick on his bum broke his slumber.
His wanton wants had to wait, perhaps, for another dream.

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June 24, 2012 at 10:48 am

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