June 2009
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…no topic really.. same old
Jostling past the crowds of those who comprehend nothingand those who comprehend NothingThinking, seeking, finding, losing againWhen all that love offeredvanished out of sightAnd all that humanity offeredsmothered my soul ~It is as if you know some part of you will always be lost-No amount of reading, talking, exploringcan reclaim it for you (Sometimes it… Continue reading
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strange reflections
~ When I look at the way I take decisions in life – when I look at it as an outsider I at times do admire myself for being so courageous. It takes courage to tear off all pages that one has written and rewrite them only to tear off again. As if this life… Continue reading
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On love.. (and other stupid concoctions that keep brewing in a girl’s mind)
An idea which lives. Lives to give you hope. A thought which gives a push to next day. Something out of reach of hand, but within the grasp of the mind. Which is there just for you. May not mean nothing to the object of thought, but is that the point? Is it not enough… Continue reading
About Me
Nehaan in Persian means ‘secret’ or ‘hidden.’ In Japanese, the same word means ‘nirvana.’ In these pages, I will make an attempt to explore, and if possible, partly or fully reveal what lies hidden from our view in our day-to-day lives. The path will be characterised by a certain lack of method which I think is characteristic of human intuition. I write and shall continue to write only when inspired to do so. This also means I might occasionally make forays into varied fields such as science, music, philosophy, language, linguistics and poetry, to name a few. I hope this would not put off new readers and tire the old ones! But who am I to complain–even the lovers of fine wine feel repulsed by the first drop and still, quite strangely, dizzy by the last.
Nehaan 