By Gaurav ParabIt takes a lot to excite me these days (Hint: If you have not given me my birthday gift, a 1 Tb Hard Drive is a thoughtful idea) but I am really excited this moment. Yes, I am excited. I just saw three advertisements where the main protagonist (pronounced pianist) was called, ..
By Gaurav ParabA toast to the openness in every doorThe bit of sky in every floorThe combination to a worthless lockThe white board yearning for white chalkA toast to being enslavedThe mighty whose strength cavedThe dependable who easily gave inThe past glory of every has beenThe reluctance in ..
By Gaurav ParabA toast to those who do not careTo every single in a pairEvery artist of prose and stoneEvery secret that was never shownA toast to the soldiers in their barracksEpics of violence, betrayal and sexTo Gods that turn blind eyesTo quick and brutal goodbyesA toast to blankets made of ..
aBy Gaurav ParabI spoke with dancers about swollen feetA legless man described his favorite seatPoets moaned about the words they brokeStand ups shared their killing jokeA man mentioned a dog called TopperA soldier screamed on dressing up properA friend from the mountains on singing on stageA ..
By Gaurav ParabJudgment has been passed by lesser menI am not worthy now, I will not be worthy thenAs I walk with her fingers held in my handOn that bridge next to Deccan Bus StandShe is saying something about the sparkling riverI am distracted by the answers I deliverAs we cross the third ..