When the going gets verse, the verse gets going!

Fly by oh time
the mistress of fate
for you like all
must one day whither
like all manifestations of my kind
that stand tall in its own face
like all binding curses
that my men wish to disown

Fly by oh time
for you now must!
for it s not a plea
nor a command
but an assertion that
anachronism is not my forte anymore
fly by oh time
fly by! bye bye!

Well now that enough bad verse has accompanied this post as the blog promised to always, here's something from the "Good Guy" (Dean Koontz) [a truly flaky bestseller novel, at least the copy that i have thanks to my dandruff!]

It is seemingly complex however that even even in a book which like towering devil in the world of words, just another popular fiction piece which tries to do impressions of being a good book, I somehow obscure my reading too and find stuff worth appreciating.

" " Thereafter they rode in silence all the way to the exit.... The silence was comfortable. he suspected that no matter how far and long they might yet go together, they were already past any kind of silence that would feel strained. The awkwardness would come when they were at last ready to make their separate revelations""

Well I am happy that I have gone through my awkwardness! You better do the same ! Go do it!

sin in-verse

Sin in-verse

This calculative world
of calculative humans
is one complicated domain
of array points infinite.
each occupied by an unique
data value, to each its own they say.
differentiated while they live in integrity
by their functions and properties
some lead a very squared life
while others stick to their roots.

relations are complex
but yet some continuous
some live in unity
others as an unitary
each strives to be binary
but it is not mandatory

but each has a geometry
and a very sinful trigonometry
some commit one others many
some tan in the glory of none
cos they arent cot with any !

a fewer fraction fathom to do the werse
they randomly try to sin in-verse!

This is the AND

This is the AND



Of dying love, O loving Hate!
I my poetry in vain create
just for you, to on my epitaph engrave
those who shall me cremate
"here lay a naive knave
who we so lovingly hate!"

- Kumar Aakash


For ages men have tried to reverse time, and while at it created marvels that feature well in comic strips, sci-fi novels and minds of those retards who go on to do the same again! I shall try not to repeat the same mistakes, and for that i apollo-jive to one and all.

I am an average ordinary every day boy who, thanks to his abysmal looks and pretty bulky bod is still pretty much sing;e and not at all willing to disclose more about himself to anyone who reads this! This is just an attempt on my part to end my habit of starting of new blogs every time I have an epiphany of sorts. However being a part of an intelligible race of animals [a responsibility thrust at me for no particular reason in this life time] I am aware of my own antics and bearing that in mind when contemplating on the birth of such a blog, i did in turn start of a new blog. This is the AND.The and suspended in between a thousand more ands that have been and another thousands more that would follow.

This is not an attempt at versing things, neither is it an attempt at logging my daily proceedings. I have already given up on sermonizing most of the population of this world, and am too self obsessed to write of anything else which does not pertain to me.

This is just an and in between, which for now falls at the end of my blog lists. and for now that would be the end of this first post which hopefully should go on to become my last first post!

This is the AND! .....