Forgotten feathers

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Posted by Arul bharathi at 5:10 AM

Arul bharathi: A part-time brainiac who likes to meddle with strange and strategic stuffs =) My interests extend towards trekking,travelling,photography,script writing and astro exploring. Miles to go before I back off. I like waiting for things even they aren't worth waiting for. I like to walk in a road even though it has no end. I like to keep on writing in a spontaneously changing environment. I like surprises in the most unexpected time. I like to depart before everybody could recognize. I like to keep myself alone. And atlast I like dreaming At present am busy in working on a dream.....

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The Bright Sun and the Black shadow

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On the Way From Normandy ....

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ஒரு கவிஞனின் கதறல் ( its poet's distant melancholy ) பயணத்தின் முடிவிடம் தெரியாமல் பாதையை தேர்ந்தெடுக்கும் அந்த நேரத்தில் என் இதயத்த...
Chaotic solitude

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why its always me why its always me who feels for the world with heart full of bold the happenings of the world i hate i always think this...

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