Comments Posted By Aditi
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Corrosive. Corrode your heart with the weight of the bonds you make with your peers. Corrosive. The point is to feel something eat you away.
» Posted By aditi On 07.08.2015 @ 1:23 am
Whatever is unknown shall remain unknown.That is the reason it is called unknown.If you knew about it,it will no longer remain the unknown.That is why you should never find out about it.
» Posted By Aditi On 05.20.2014 @ 3:59 am
money trees is the perfect place for shade and thats just how i feel.
» Posted By aditi On 08.03.2013 @ 12:59 am
I like the word terrain. I think of travel and food. Two of my favourite things. I believe I should try making a dark and milk chocolate terrain, today. I also want to travel. Maybe to some distant hill station. Some place where it’s snowing, perhaps. Because it is rather hot today.
» Posted By Aditi On 03.09.2013 @ 11:47 pm
I claim. He claims. She claims. We claim. Voldemort claimed that he had gone further than any other wizards in the aspect of immortality. Grindelwald claimed that conquering Muggles was “for the greater good.”
» Posted By aditi On 02.06.2013 @ 1:37 pm
It’s what we humans need to do to start living again. This time our mind needs it more than our body or habits. Or there will be a moment when animals will rule us.
» Posted By Aditi On 10.16.2012 @ 12:11 pm
Doorknobs are very useful. If you turn them , you can open a door to a whole new world.
However, doorknobs are very germful. Since many people use them, tons of bacteria collect on them.
» Posted By Aditi On 07.14.2012 @ 9:58 am
A turbine is a word that is an English word. There are wind turbines, water turbines, etc. Turbines are very useful in the sense that they channel and churn the medium that is passing through it. Very useful indeed. Anyways, want to talk about turbines? THey are an important subject of human discussion.
» Posted By Aditi On 07.09.2012 @ 5:26 pm
braids are beautiful. i love braided ponies
» Posted By aditi On 10.02.2011 @ 3:25 am
pepper is one of the spices.. it can also be a name.. a very nice one at that.. one of my friends’ dog’s name is pepper.
» Posted By aditi On 09.03.2011 @ 8:23 pm
salt.. the sea is full of salt.. salty can be a kind of behavoiur which is not very good..salt is a movie with angelina jolie in it.. salt is NaCl..
» Posted By aditi On 09.02.2011 @ 7:40 pm
family and friends….memories :)
the time dat has passed……..!!
» Posted By Aditi On 08.20.2011 @ 1:22 am
obsession, temporary fascination, teenage, lust, physical, metamorphosis, psychological, hormones, misleading, handsome, bea
» Posted By Aditi On 06.28.2011 @ 10:26 pm
I lust after an unblocked nose and an un-aching head.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.28.2011 @ 5:54 am
Slowly, steadily, she came
And left a mark.
If only I had
Seen it sooner.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.24.2011 @ 10:25 am
Intense is the silence that fills my being after a cup of tea.
Weave fragrant thoughts with elusive vapour,
And you will know.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.23.2011 @ 10:59 am
» Posted By Aditi On 06.21.2011 @ 3:34 am
I held his last thought in my mind, and caressed it with understanding.
The shores were far, but there was a lighthouse in sight.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.20.2011 @ 12:05 am
She sat cross-legged on the floor, eating her cool, masala cucumber and staring at a particularly unspectacular piece of sky, waiting for a sun she knew would set, but not believing it would.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.19.2011 @ 6:28 am
He should have noticed the violet fury in her eyes before her smile slipped and shattered into million shards of glass. What brings greater misery than the death of a dream?
» Posted By Aditi On 06.17.2011 @ 10:08 am
Sounds, smokes and clanging cups of tea.
Some sunshine, perhaps, albeit shadowed
By over powering clouds of memory.
A trick here, a trail there.
Training for a journey
» Posted By Aditi On 06.16.2011 @ 8:01 am
Unabashed, I cavort.
This is my last feather, my last words, my last station.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.15.2011 @ 8:13 am
Come. I am waiting.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.14.2011 @ 7:27 am
shahajahan built taj mahal for in the beloved memory of his wife mumtaj. my sister is the most beloved person.
» Posted By aditi On 06.13.2011 @ 1:21 am
Din dhal jaaye, hai!
Shaam na aaye..
» Posted By Aditi On 06.11.2011 @ 9:51 am
Rise, I shall not.
I intend to dwell in the vagaries of the insignificant.
This damaged heart deserves a corner.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.10.2011 @ 10:38 pm
‘So what’s the verdict Cor(o)ner?’
‘She definitely died ecstatic. She had found her corner in the world, you see.’
» Posted By Aditi On 06.08.2011 @ 11:07 pm
The comfort of myriad lost memories, like a blanket covering you under the stars.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.07.2011 @ 10:51 pm
Colour me deep, dark and delicious.
I always want to smell of your touch.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.07.2011 @ 1:59 am
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Your plaids still play havoc in my mind.
» Posted By Aditi On 06.06.2011 @ 3:16 am