tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995909.post2835729275229008841..comments2023-10-04T17:00:08.340+05:30Comments on insanity / ennui: salt river and the snake.....http://www.blogger.com/profile/14666991676879452204noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995909.post-11793175870955737712015-06-12T00:23:34.725+05:302015-06-12T00:23:34.725+05:30As a sculptor refines his works slightly brushing ...As a sculptor refines his works slightly brushing up here and there before finishing a great work, like a guitarist refining the strings of the chords trying hard to play out the best ever music, just like that you seem to me to be a writer perfectly balancing the words trying to put out your thoughts to this world, but carefully cascading the inner message which can only be identified by some people who have the stature of the same. Anyways a lovely writing. Wishing you all the best in your life..!Sujayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09048960260160288802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995909.post-83308866345939987182012-07-15T16:45:03.993+05:302012-07-15T16:45:03.993+05:30Its so eloquently put and soo true,,,,,Its so eloquently put and soo true,,,,,AKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04291205277240569902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995909.post-47199436680167676082012-07-15T16:44:20.531+05:302012-07-15T16:44:20.531+05:30lovely writing..:-)lovely writing..:-)AKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04291205277240569902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995909.post-76720888250544513982012-07-15T16:44:12.418+05:302012-07-15T16:44:12.418+05:30lovely writing..:-)lovely writing..:-)AKhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04291205277240569902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995909.post-63457380389792225312011-07-13T15:09:53.016+05:302011-07-13T15:09:53.016+05:30I felt I had reached a point of stillness like a s...I felt I had reached a point of stillness like a swimmer moving from the choppiness of surface water to the calm of deeper levels ready to drift with the underlying currents. At this stage words seemed to disappear. I found myself experiencing sensory experience directly like waking dreams full of colour and symbolism which I had to struggle to convey. Yet I was suspicious of this stage too! Was I just telling myself stories? Was my mind creating yet more distractions? and life...its a big question..ila chandra pandeynoreply@blogger.com