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to reach the silence behind

He sleeps in his bed tonight and remember those things which he never thought of doing but he did them. He was not born to follow rules and regulations, he was born to follow his dreams. The restlessness inside did not let him reach the silence within him. His words stood between silence and silence; and he listened quietly. It was his heart that showed him the way... all the way. His inside is his outside. He is not always right but he does what he feels is the best. He owns his words. He owns his actions. He is writing to reach you but he might never reach you. You talk without speaking, you hear without listening and he keeps whispering in the sounds of silence. And he keeps whispering in the sounds of silence...

To the readers:  I always write for a reason, I don't believe in artistic beauty of writing nor an applause for some fictitious story. 'Soliloquies' always conveyed my expression of love for her.

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  1. PranaliJuly 25, 2011 at 8:08 PM

    would we have to wait till 15th to get to know what exactly you would be doing?

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  2. UnknownJuly 26, 2011 at 11:06 AM

    Please share what you're going to do...

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  3. BeyondJuly 26, 2011 at 2:55 PM

    yeah I have been questioned that a lot many times, to that I say I am just going to do what is right.
    Annaji's movement is the spark in the jungle, this jungle needs widespread fire to burn down the evil of corruption. I'll start with the basic cause education and reach the people as many as I can...

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  4. Beyond HorizonJuly 26, 2011 at 3:15 PM

    As I said it once too, he will help you to sail through...the harshest of the wind and waves...

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  5. Ramesh SoodJuly 26, 2011 at 9:40 PM

    Good to see you back with a bang.. may God be always on your side.. continue to move forward...

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  6. BeyondJuly 27, 2011 at 8:39 AM

    @Ramesh Sir- Thanks a lot Rameshji.. there is a long pending meeting with you, I wish I can meet you before leaving the town.

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  7. Serendipity…July 31, 2011 at 7:27 PM

    There always will be a BIG noise when words stand between silence and silence!

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  8. BeyondAugust 4, 2011 at 12:52 PM

    @Serendipity- yes sure there is hopefully the noise is not deafening.

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  9. MaitraieAugust 7, 2011 at 11:11 AM

    This one candid reason of why you write,is absolutely commendable. And I wonder why ppl find it so difficult to say anything,when asked, why they do, what they do !
    Keep posting :)

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