Contents
This contents page is compiled manually, so please bear with me if few recent posts do not appear…also, please visit the pages Love’s Ragpicker, The Fable and Pierrotting and Rizwanur Rehman for more contents.
This list is updated on May 08, 2009, two years after the blog was started.
Archive by Categories
Click the category title for a chronological view of the posts; select posts are listed below.
» Contents: Some assorted lists of posts below
I Wrote, about Cinema
I Wrote, about Writing
Top Ten (actually not so)
» Living like a Log: my Journal
Written, and then hidden
Acceptance?
Say Goodbye to the one who is Leaving, say Goodbye to the one who is Lost
Drifting through Faces
Love’s Ragpicker, in the lurch
Thank God I’m Healthy (and not screaming)!
I regret I am healthy (not screaming)
Words on the Wall
Moi, Un Noir
Self-portrait in Gratitude
Unhinging the beast-with-balls
Looking through Stolen Glasses: another self-portrait
Montage, by choice…for Prospephone; and an award
Happy New Year! 2008
Self-portrait
Self-portrait in Blood
Speaking as someone who refuses to speak
Their leer burns on your skin; run girl run!
The Boy inside me
We will help each other out to oblivion
Masculine, Feminine and the sea of Blood
Angels soiled, but angels still
Still living like a log…
You bemuse me
The Spectral Third
Starkly Beautiful
Dear Deserted Colleague of Mine
Two kinds of Letters: written, unwritten…
August Journal
Hridoy Grenade
A Bengali Poem; Let’s begin it
An aborted song
Mid-youth rants
It will jazz up in the evening
Few scribbles and a poem
That’s my lot, irredeemable, worse…
Letters Undelivered and Never Returned
To my Ophelic Lover
That Simple Word
Loverant (or Nandigram Year Zero)
Mannequin Song
Language of Hands
To you, you, me and you
Preludes in January
The Greatest Lover
Ragpicker’s Song: Come on to me…
It means…I love you
From the Faithfully Departed
Silly Little Love-song
A Lapse called Bliss
He in the scene, She inside screens
Condemned to be born
Couple of Poems, light and dark
The Angels are ‘turning home
Dev D: reflections part 2: Chanda
Dev D: reflections part I
A Day in the Life
L’Avventura
Ciao…Antonioni! Cinema passes away
The way they touched: in memorium Ingmar Bergman
A Blank Little Post
Look at my eyes girl, you will see your mother’s son
The Bride wore Yellow
My Own Private Euphoria: an incomplete post
Adorning the Surface of a Loss
Writing me in, writing me out
Women in Love…writing
About ‘Love-Language’: another view from this side
An Erotica on Writing
Writing, Post-coital
The Erotics of Writing
The Readers’ Underwords
The Artist’s Underword
Incidentally, this category houses majority of my posts; tributes, among others, also to bloggers whom I have came across. I have quoted them, commented on them, reacted to their writings etc.
120th post and Top 20 Bloggers
Sunlight and Green Leaves
Conceived in Naivety’s Womb
Still writing me in, writing art thou?
Women in Love…writing
My Brother Paul
Another treat from Cafe Dog!
A Poem talking with another one
Un-Poetic Justice by Loubird
We do remember, but we cannot touch those times…
About ‘Love Language’: the view from the ‘other’ side
Who can ‘comfort’ like this?
Thanks Cassandra
The Bride wore Yellow
Rose’s Quill and other thoughts
‘Loathing’ by Suzanna
Another pick: from Sexuality in Art
Two Poems, side by side
Strawberry Fields …
Rob on Writing
Joanie’s ‘Babe’ and the Mummy Grave
Calling All Angels and Samantha
Three Poets, four Poems
The ’subject’ and the ‘object’
Something on ‘musings’
The Muse who writes …
“You read. You are alive”
Nandigram
Well, on one of those events in the latter half of 2007 (apart from the death of » Rizwanur Rehman) which left me bleeding and blocked articulation of any other sorts for long.
» Nandigram: a Report and an Ode to the Firebirds
Nandigram Reloaded: Dissenting the Gods
Inside Gotham City: my last prose on Nandigram
Aftermath? Pain in the Gotham City of our heads…
Nandigram: select gallery of images and videos
Dear CM…its Us and Them
Dear CM, Why I hate your party Part II
Dear CM, Why I hate your party Part I
Love in the times of Bloodwaste
» Others
Such a piece this body is…
» Archive by Months
May 2009
April 2009
March 2009
February 2009
January 2009
December 2008
November 2008
October 2008
September 2008
August 2008
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December 2007
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