tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195487672024-03-13T12:11:36.448+05:30The Middle of NowhereUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19548767.post-4552216831593842992011-08-19T10:56:00.000+05:302011-08-19T10:56:52.112+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-jlIVEVrIQpdZCvlBFkYT99PcxxXgK6lKGsfP28TDEMo7uSxwq1ssIqUTtI8NUx9XctE1LKscz_bwvsOj6i9Vg5ghYN__yw8W1Yf0PfqTcAmsv1BX2rmd8av_S6A6VQ6MgxQ/s1600/NH001008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="209" qaa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-jlIVEVrIQpdZCvlBFkYT99PcxxXgK6lKGsfP28TDEMo7uSxwq1ssIqUTtI8NUx9XctE1LKscz_bwvsOj6i9Vg5ghYN__yw8W1Yf0PfqTcAmsv1BX2rmd8av_S6A6VQ6MgxQ/s640/NH001008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div closure_uid_vo9iy8="95" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Tell me I can't. Laugh at me. Taunt me. One more time. Underestimate me. Comment about my incapabilities. One more time. When I prove you wrong, Call it luck. Take me lightly. One more time. hen you realize You were wrong; That I'm not weak, But strong. Don't admire me. Don't accept your fault. Don't stop stepping on me. I implore you. Your belief that I was incapable Is what made me stronger.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19548767.post-41608214039144049412007-05-10T22:26:00.000+05:302007-05-10T22:27:43.275+05:30topics anyone??I'm not gettin any topics to write about of late....please put your suggestions in the comments link...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><!-- Search Google -->
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19548767.post-27598173218908129102007-04-13T21:35:00.001+05:302009-09-07T15:13:40.293+05:30UTSAV '07 winning script!I forgot the title i gave at the competition...Anyways, we were given 2 sets of 3 photos each and asked to draw a line of link between the 3 photos in either set..I chose the set in which the first photo was of an old dirty park bench in a forest with two logs on either side, and a house in the background.The second photo was of an african kid in a barren land.And the third was of a total concrete destruction and the silhoutte of a lone man in the middle.Here it goes-<br />-------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />What have I done!<br />Oh,where'd I go wrong<br />Nightmare I've borne<br />From dream so shine strong!<br /><br />To make a peace chair<br />I cut just one tree<br />Then slayed a couple more<br />To strech them legs free<br /><br />The winter did come<br />And the rain did pour down;<br />I shaved the land fine<br />And raised a home brown...<br /><br />Content I wasn't<br />Just one floor a home<br />Barrened an else land<br />And MY dream did shone!<br /><br />Human as I was<br />Pity I felt for pain,<br />Shot the kid in Africa<br />Who knew never 'bout rain.<br /><br />Foolish, as I was<br />Didn't see the line of link<br />The rain giver of Africa<br />Was beside my kitchen sink!<br /><br />Content I wasn't<br />Just one home to live,<br />Built a mutli-storey<br />To all nation's glory!<br /><br />As built a forest of bricks,<br />Greed was born from dream<br />I stood a smiling 'man',<br />As concrete replaced green<br /><br />Pride turned to envy<br />And I killed all them men<br />I was the Lord, yes I was the One<br />Amen, Amen, AMEN!<br /><br />Too much in haste<br />I hammered my leg<br />Crushed my own roots<br />But to differ I did beg.<br /><br />Now in all the dust<br />And no one to else to die<br />I see my white self<br />In the dark kid's tearless eye.<br /><br />What have I done!<br />Oh, I went so wrong<br />Nightmares I've borne<br />From dreams so shine strong!<br /><br />Maddened I set out<br />To solve it all now<br />Remorse I feel,<br />To the kid I should bow!<br /><br />Hell I've forever feared<br />And I brought it down here<br />All seven I've sinned<br />Oh, this mess how do I clear!<br /><br />What have I done!<br />Oh, I went so wrong<br />Nightmares I've borne<br />From dreams so shine strong!<br />----------------------------------------------------------------------<br />Man.Deforestation.Destruction. What starts out as a peaceful dream slowly turns to increasing 'needs' and then goes on to become harrowing greed. When nothing is left but a concrete rubble, the vision of himself clicking the photo of the African kid whose misery he is responsible for, comes gushing into the head. Like a mad man set loose, he sets out to try and solve all the tangles he set into motion leading to destruction of everything.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><!-- Search Google -->
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