Why not? :)I've been thinking about shutting it down, for a while now. And finally got down to doing it. ps. Masood: aap filmein kyon nahin join karte? :p
and so it ends, with barely a sigh. The boxes are piled high, and the dust collected over the years hang helplessly in the tunnel of light through the open window. There is a sense of closure in the smooth surfaces of the desk and the chair, the way everything has been wiped clean of my past. Some might chance upon this space, and know nothing of it. There is some peace in that.
And so, as i shut this door and move (perhaps) to another one, I wonder if the words i have written here will come back to greet me in unexpected places, like dried flowers pressed deep in forgotten love letters. I wonder - how far have i traveled, and how little have i left behind?
I feel like a minor celebrity, but possibly a lot more embarassed. Write me at priyankamathai at gmail. and I'll send you a copy of a poem/story you particularly liked. :)
Hi, I have been reading your blog for some time now, (even though you haven't posted anything for a while, I have read through your eariler stuff). Thought you might like to know that I wrote about some blogs I read on my own blog, and your blog is featured in that post.
here is the link for it in case you want to haev a look: www.musings02.blogspot.com
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hey, what do you mean? Are you shutting down this blog?
NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!
uh oh....all the lovely posts about how your parents searching for a guy for you....early days of the blog......delightful posts...dont delete them !
convert them into a book or something.....dont let them be lost to posterity !
@Masood: A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. :)
@Psmith: Pretty much gone with the wind, except some of the poetry, and ficlets.
and more's the pity !
but why ?
But why?
Nahi, yeh nahi hosakta...yeh sunne se pehle yeh zameen phat kyun nahi gayi...yeh asmaan girr kyun nahi gaya...
err...the point is...please dont!
:(
Why not? :)I've been thinking about shutting it down, for a while now. And finally got down to doing it.
ps. Masood: aap filmein kyon nahin join karte? :p
and so it ends, with barely a sigh. The boxes are piled high, and the dust collected over the years hang helplessly in the tunnel of light through the open window. There is a sense of closure in the smooth surfaces of the desk and the chair, the way everything has been wiped clean of my past. Some might chance upon this space, and know nothing of it. There is some peace in that.
And so, as i shut this door and move (perhaps) to another one, I wonder if the words i have written here will come back to greet me in unexpected places, like dried flowers pressed deep in forgotten love letters. I wonder - how far have i traveled, and how little have i left behind?
thank you for the words,
N
Yes, I thank you for the words :)
- jake
@N: You know, you should be setting up your desk somewhere :) *hugg *
@Jake: No, thank * you *. :)
gosh! whats wrong with you..please, give us readers a fair chance to collect some souvenirs atleast..will email you separately..this is bad...
I agree with Paddy above.
Can we have some souvenirs pls?
I feel like a minor celebrity, but possibly a lot more embarassed. Write me at priyankamathai at gmail. and I'll send you a copy of a poem/story you particularly liked. :)
Your blog, stories and thoguhts will be missed.
For ever an anonymous coward!!
Hi, I have been reading your blog for some time now, (even though you haven't posted anything for a while, I have read through your eariler stuff). Thought you might like to know that I wrote about some blogs I read on my own blog, and your blog is featured in that post.
here is the link for it in case you want to haev a look:
www.musings02.blogspot.com
I wish you would start writing again
I sorely miss being surprised by you
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