tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post3395946664528948337..comments2024-03-01T15:52:17.308+05:30Comments on Nascent Emissions: ErasedSaumya Kulshreshthahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05195931245951633406noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-79404393502147637822014-09-03T01:41:55.942+05:302014-09-03T01:41:55.942+05:30:) :) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-82255348298420818302014-09-03T01:40:35.692+05:302014-09-03T01:40:35.692+05:30I like it when you take out time to put out an ela...I like it when you take out time to put out an elaborate thought. Just that some of your thoughts sting, hence I am sceptical always. This one made for a pleasant read though. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-38986854229245299982014-08-11T00:43:05.736+05:302014-08-11T00:43:05.736+05:30This is like a blog post in reply to my blog post....This is like a blog post in reply to my blog post. In fact, check to see if your response is longer than the post itself? <br /><br />Anyway, the point here is, you make me feel so loved and connected and at peace and secure. I know you are among those people I can count on, and we all need those friends we can count on with our eyes closed. You are, hence, a special friend, child and younger brother for me. It goes without saying that I want to see you climb real high, I'll chip in with whatever I can! Saumya Kulshreshthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05195931245951633406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-60248680289912865592014-08-11T00:34:02.551+05:302014-08-11T00:34:02.551+05:30This is like poetry in response of poetry - glad a...This is like poetry in response of poetry - glad am I that you found something worth re-reading here. Saumya Kulshreshthahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05195931245951633406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-63049723053289774052014-07-05T15:34:55.055+05:302014-07-05T15:34:55.055+05:30Brilliant pieces of literature, all three of these...Brilliant pieces of literature, all three of these...Anup Bishnoihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10679763874567732609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-13221763362983176852014-06-16T20:37:08.398+05:302014-06-16T20:37:08.398+05:30Well, nostalgia drives me into the world where eve...Well, nostalgia drives me into the world where everything small or big is reminiscent of some event,incident,conversation,quarrel,observation,thinking,unthinking,infatuation,emotion,feeling,hatred,sympathy,empathy,consolation and what not.The fiction or the reality in the story reminds me of how nostalgic I am.My whole life,poetry,thought processeven my persona winds and unwinds around it.However much you try,you unwrite,rewrite and then erase,things get etched in ur subconscious and they sprout time and again.Writing these kind of stuff is a part of that nostalgia.May that earl grey in a different aroma besides another lake or may be a spring caress you again and then the saim rain might put a shower for compensating her mistake of drenching your story and leaving it in marshy waters.At that time remember my words "It rains again,it always does"<br />Ps: its the road side chai,its callousness,its unprepared ness,its burning aroma,its tinge in my throat thats close to me ,I would forego n number of earl greys and pinnacoladas for it amrithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05592426809102722648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-23423093898422683582014-06-16T19:50:54.561+05:302014-06-16T19:50:54.561+05:30Today I am going to post a long comment so, bear w...Today I am going to post a long comment so, bear with me. I will try and cover each aspect of the story.<br /><br />So, lets begin with Earl Grey.<br />It is quite clear that Earl Grey is bad for your health. It doesn't suits you or we can say it doesn't deserve you, to be precise. I don't know how a thing that has a 'Grey' in its name could deserve a person like you who brims with color of magnificence.<br />Then comes THE place.<br />Why did you go there? I mean, Why? How could you? You promised me. Infact you promised yourself that you won't go there. Each time you go, your heart aches and asks, " why the hell are you doing this to me? What have I done?" and you are stumped each time. Why would you go? I mean don't step out if you are not able to get to the pitch of the ball. It doesn't mean you don't have the talent. it just means you are out of touch. Out of form. It is time for some consolidation. One good shot is all it takes. Yes! Thats all it takes to get back in the grove. And it comes sooner than most people think. And in your case it'll be much sooner as lots of people are praying for you. I know I am.<br /><br />Now lets come to the RAIN.<br />I am pretty sure you know that rain helps the team chasing the target. Similar will be the case in your case. Duckworth Lewis will be proud that his method came in handy for Saumya Kulshreshtha (I mean it is not mean feat). So, rain is good. Rain is healthy. Rain is water. Rain is new harvest. Rain is coming of monsoon. Rain is happiness. Rain will get you the earthy smell. That beautiful smell that every season envy. So don't bother. Rain shall wash away all the gloom and all that will be left is nothing but charm, sunlight and ever so beautiful rainbow. And from that rainbow YOU will take out some colors and we both will paint the world with those. Thus making you happy and consequently me.<br /><br />So, we have concluded the following:<br />Grey Earl does't suits/deserve(I'd rather go for the latter word) you.<br />Going to that place is nothing but exercise in vain.<br />You may not be in form but soon will be. As they say "form is temporary, class in permanent".<br />Rain is good. Good especially for you.<br />And last but not the least, we will paint together someday.<br /><br />Much love.<br />Thank you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10003267819081890560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901701252396078909.post-448225285747889712014-06-16T18:29:54.469+05:302014-06-16T18:29:54.469+05:30Reading what you write makes me feel drowned in th...Reading what you write makes me feel drowned in the silent ocean of poesy. You are one great flower that smiles over all, you are that penetrating gaze that lies beyond a green lake waiting, to be held between your fingers and creating sheer magic of words...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com