Silly me! – curio

The silent bright student At the corner Beside the window Or right under their nose The one that is so damn attentive Yeah the ever ready one The one that never missed a lesson Oh the teacher’s pet I’ll make sure I won’t make a mistake Impress, don’t show Don’t let the fear overthrow The…

The Bloody Talk – Curio

I have lived most of my life in an undertone. The secluded one. The weird one. I have my own self-created restraints. But there is one thing that helps me escape my own aura. That is when I write. When it comes to periods, I feel every single person on this earth becomes a reflection…

I won the toss !

When I was young I was told to plant a tree on every birthday so when I die, I’ll die in a garden. I have decided to plant an idea, so when I die, I’ll die in a different world.

Regrets – By Moony

The definition of best life varies from person to person, heart to heart but according to me, there can never be the best life. There can only be a better life and my life will become better when I won’t be having any regrets. I don’t care whether I will do good things or bad…

Yoga revisited

योगेन चित्तस्य पदेन वाचां । मलं शरीरस्य च वैद्यकेन ॥ योऽपाकरोत्तमं प्रवरं मुनीनां । पतञ्जलिं प्राञ्जलिरानतोऽस्मि ॥ Yogena Cittasya Padena Vaacaam | Malam Shariirasya Ca Vaidyakena || Yo[a-A]paakaro[a-U]ttamam Pravaram Muniinaam | Patan.jalim Praan.jalir-Aanato[a-A]smi || Meaning: 1: (I bow down to him who purifies the impurities) of the Mind (by removing the Chitta Vrittis) by Yoga,…

Midnight Memories

Every night when reality hits me hard in chest And I wake up all sweaty and breathless. My mind warns me that you are about to go And then realizes you are already gone.   My fight begins with my brain, As I try to sleep again, To be in a world, where you still…

My Light

Things are not clearly visible In dark, they say. But I believe Only clear things are visible In dark.   Things which can glow, Things which have their light, Things which are powerful enough, Things which are true enough.   Absence of sun is also necessary, There is no one to hide your light, No…

A Poem For a Friend

Whenever I look back, I see the two of us, Holding each other’s hand. Away from the world rush.   You are a special edition, Sweet little gift for me. Baby accept it because, You can’t see what I see.   You are a story to tell, A legend to recite. You broke my shell,…

Losing minds

  Wasting breaths in search of the light From the fire that burns inside.Under the moon during the nights,We take birth in a dreamy life.But as the sun captures the moonlight,We die again when we open our eyes. We keep running in this round world.Forgetting that every race ends where it has begun from. Getting higher,…

Sketching Vamoose

  Last year while I was away from my writings and creativity, I was under total isolation, away from my city, in a room, with my books and studies. My escape from all the pressure was doodling my tiredness on parallel lined sheets. For you it might be just some sketches for you, some not…

Curio…..About ME

Hi ! this is Curio, I belong to the land if colors and diversity…India. A med student. My blog is all about feeding the curiosity with creative solutions. My dream is to create an idea business incubator…….. In search of more creative, more root oriented solutions to every problem, every issue. I love to know…

Moony…..About Me

Hi, I am Moony. I am a reader who writes. I am here because of a friend and also because of my quest to know about more and more people. I try to wrap up my thoughts in words and then type them down. Like everyone else I also love Music. It’s not just a…

Art-file Nostalgia

Was cleaning my bookshelf……. Thought how about sharing with you…….including the behind stories..in the captions….. Enjoy !!!        

The Inescapable

When the ruins of undesired lands Are palpated with the charm of morning light The spasm of the wind dive into sands The life with eternal suffer swoop with the sight Now they don’t care, who cares for them For what they’ve seen are just tyrants But one who cares can care enough For a…

The Shit !

As you might have realized from my last post, I am a changed person as a reader, listener, viewer or writer. I have experienced consecutive, multiple, deep failures. And had enough time to introspect and change. But the one thing I was incapable of changing was the scenario around me. I looked for what’s wrong….

The Insignia Postulate

Who are you?….Sorry! Didn’t mean to offend you…..I….ah…. meant….um….WHAT are YOU??? Being the sole organisms with a self conscience, we treat ourselves with the title of ‘WHO’. But the reality is ‘WHAT’. Do you have a tail…No?….Stripes?… Green leaves ?……Petals?……You sure….you’re not microscopic ?……..Well according to the ICZN, you are Homo sapien……..Hey wait…its not done…

The Breakfast Club

There has never been a sadness that can’t be cured by breakfast food. I belong to a country where every DAY belongs to a God, and thus each day calls for a religious charity. Food, clothes, celebration, etc. But yeah…now, this scenario is concentrated only to the major charity festivals, like Makar Sakranti, Pongal, the…