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Rajusk
Comedian Username: Rajusk
Post Number: 1990 Registered: 02-2008 Posted From: 66.93.90.250
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2008 - 11:14 am: |
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Quantummorphed: Anna garu...maa college slang andi adhi...alavatu aipoindhi....chala common maa campus lo adhi...hostels etc...so alavatu aipoindhi
just kidding man...take it easy !!! |
   
Quantummorphed
Junior Artist Username: Quantummorphed
Post Number: 847 Registered: 06-2008 Posted From: 199.171.86.140
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2008 - 11:12 am: |
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Rajusk:
Anna garu...maa college slang andi adhi...alavatu aipoindhi....chala common maa campus lo adhi...hostels etc...so alavatu aipoindhi |
   
Rajusk
Comedian Username: Rajusk
Post Number: 1989 Registered: 02-2008 Posted From: 66.93.90.250
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2008 - 11:11 am: |
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Quantummorphed:Junta!!
a council or committee for political or governmental purposes; especially : a group of persons controlling a government especially after a revolutionary seizure of power |
   
Quantummorphed
Junior Artist Username: Quantummorphed
Post Number: 846 Registered: 06-2008 Posted From: 199.171.86.140
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2008 - 11:09 am: |
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From the pupil of my eye: A dainty little pencil of light released from the pupil of my eye Racing with time, it fares across the gloom-laden sky Along the damp streets, all it can see are plumes of smoke that rise The clouds bursting as the sky echoes with a distant smile. Unfazed by the harsh welcome, it walks the additional mile It sees: Looming clouds like phantoms with faces burnt dry Spattered like great white blotches on an eternal blue ply and howling winds riddled with the tunes of an agonizing sigh. It enters a space unbeknownst, heart simmering with fright. Lo and behold!! Its wary eyes are beckoned by a chilling sight of a heavenly body of hope burnt in a fire when it's still alive. A lone warrior of love fighting the mammoth army of despair. My poor little pupil's light scared by such gory plight, Runs back to its cage in a feverish flight. Burying itself inside a solitary synapse, it begins to cry Defeated in a moment of" truth", overwhelmed by its might. My poor little pencil of light that escaped the pupil of my eye!!!! |
   
Quantummorphed
Junior Artist Username: Quantummorphed
Post Number: 845 Registered: 06-2008 Posted From: 199.171.86.140
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2008 - 11:09 am: |
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The philosophy behind the work draws from the fact that human mind, on several ocassions ruminates on some lost memories in hope of revisiting them and reliving them . but on several such ocassions, it rushes back to status quo as the truth is too weighsome........so, thats the operational philosophy |
   
Quantummorphed
Junior Artist Username: Quantummorphed
Post Number: 844 Registered: 06-2008 Posted From: 199.171.86.140
Rating: N/A Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Thursday, August 07, 2008 - 11:08 am: |
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Junta!! Maa frnd okadu raasadu...ninnane choopinchadu....I was moved..it was his one of very first works....I thought it was a great piece....tell me what do u ppl think of it: |