"Strangers passing in the street
By chance two separate glances meet
And I am you and what I see is me
And do I take you by the hand
And lead you through the land
And help me understand the best I can"

Saturday, January 9, 2010

First Post(BITS n pieces?)

Plebeian title of the blog notwithstanding it will actually contain(or at least i hope so) completely unique, unconnected thoughts and feelings- the fragmented fripperies of the mind. I hope more people will contribute thus giving rise to a mosaic of different minds working in different ways, thinking different things, connected by a common poetic expression. This blog's purpose is to act as a sort of diary where you can enter small(or big), underdeveloped(or fully polished) ideas or metaphors which you find appealing. It won't be a conventional diary however because there will be (hopefully) multiple entrants. God knows what that'll accomplish but sounds interesting no?
OK regarding the name- I wanted to name it pawrobaash paanchaali but non-bengali entrants(assuming there will be any) wouldn't understand. Why not come up with something wittier? Come on it's 5:30 AM for God's sake!
P.S if anyone wants to share artwork on this blog you are most welcome to

1 comment:

  1. This post is rather unusual given it's you. And even if the title is rather corny I think its rather apt. You might want to change 'pieces' from upper case to lower case though. By the way really liked the bangla lines at the bottom [there must be some technical mumbo jumbo for it, but do you really think I can be bothered?]Was rudely awakened and had them recited to me in the middle of the night. Oh and a word of caution, you might want to steer clear of keeping a log, for obvious reasons :P

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