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THE PATRIOT

13/07/2015 — Leave a comment

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In emotion

Will

And mind

To the greater call

Beyond self

Portrait

Of obedience

Representing realm glorious

Touch of immortality bestowed

Visitation

Among the finite

Like a gift gracious

Overflowing

With servitude model

Wholehearted

Ladies and gentlemen

The patriot

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AMONG US

20/01/2014 — 3 Comments

Mystery of one

In

Diversity

Among us

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Legend’s toil spins round the clock

Mark of patriotism

Cause compelling

Predestined

Beckoned

Configured

Before time

To reveal mystery of all time

Among us

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AUSPICIOUS

10/12/2012 — 2 Comments

Continued from last week’s ONE MOMENT IN TIME

“Right where they are now…wait a minute!” Came a gentle whisper as he lowered his hand, eyes fixed on the couple. He was peculiarly zeroing in on the lady’s arms. His counterpart had a fair understanding of the shades of moments and their accompanying significance. This one was not impotent.

The Patriot’s eyes were suddenly overflowing with life as the peasant duet came closer. He stood petrified, in a fixed gaze, as his counterpart looked on, mouth wide open, hands stuck to her chest. He reached out for the bundle of joy handed over to him in what depicted a flawlessly rehearsed script. Continue Reading…


Another day! A morning. At sunrise! One may as well have called it dawn…Yes! Especially that one… Dawn! Sometimes it’s all one and the same word, others one and the same thing. The distinctions on the shades there-in do not always stand out. Because the sting of the mundane renders one too many numbed til it doesn’t really matter.For one already saw it yesterday, there it is today, as expected, with tomorrow a sure bet in occurrence and fashion alike. Continue Reading…


Some things just never change! It’s probably a proverb worthy of reflection that old habits die hard. From a layman’s point of view to the rocket scientist’s interpretation, some element of undisputed truth dwells in there. There exists a silent line in the broad scheme of things. A defining boundary beyond which self subtly and definitively translates to divine, almost with a tone of finality…fatally so. In tension filled successive sweeping waves characteristic of the self destruct, moments tick by. As sure as the sunset, it is only a matter of time! Always. Continue Reading…