Introduction
Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal
the way you dream, the things you feel.
Deep in your spirit let them rise
akin to stars in crystal skies
that set before the night is blurred:
delight in them and speak no word.
How can a heart expression find?
How should another know your mind?
Will he discern what quickens you?
A thought once uttered is untrue.
Dimmed is the fountainhead when stirred:
drink at the source and speak no word.
Live in your inner self alone
within your soul a world has grown,
the magic of veiled thoughts that might
be blinded by the outer light,
drowned in the noise of day, unheard...
take in their song and speak no word.
Me
I am
-Madhu-
Age of
-89-
Loves
-Ancient history, anthropology, dinosaurs, cryptozoology, serial killers, neurofibromatosis, LOST!, Bones, How I met Your Mother, The Nanny, Monk etc-
Hates
-Not having a job and being a slob-
Dreams
-No space to put them all in-
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
more PHOTOS! (thanks to bhuvan's phone!)

Can bhuvan look at least somewhat inspired? I loveee our central staircase! See the concentric diamond shapes? Not bad ah, Divya, your photo turned out quite nice! :D


Outside our beloved library which happened to be closed and we didn't dare stand right in front cos' we saw S A R B H J I T Singh inside! YUCK. This man single-handedly destroyed any form of mild interest I may have had in Physics. :/

TAMIL ROOM! :D With Chandra's wonderful blue 'studio' in the background and our whiteboard!

The End
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