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This blog is written to let you all know about the story behind the concept of “Chindi Chor". Chindi Chor is one who eats all the low budget snacks usually present in mobile stores or small Kirana shops present in the narrow streets of an underdeveloped town. These snacks usually consist of nuts (vatani) which come in various colours like red, green & yellow. I even don't know the English names of these snacks so let me put there Desi(Indian, more specifically North Karnataka) names: Papdi, Kurbaani(Habib brand), Maharaja Badaang, Chakli etc. These usually came at a price of 1 to 2 Rupees when Chindi Chor(The main protagonist of this article) first started eating them. At present their costs have risen up to 5 Rs. Did you all know why he fell in love with such products and ended up practically endorsing them and being their brand ambassador? Well, let me tell you how it began and how it became his obsession and how still he continues to eat them whenever and wherev...

My words are semantic My thoughts are symmetric My actions regardless of my intentions Always tend to be heroic! My entry is dramatic My reactions are theatric My speed is progressive My movements are ballistic My costumes are thematic But my jokes are not pedantic For all kinds of pain, I am stoic Forever immune to all kinds of toxic My beliefs are Vedic I practice what is scientific For ladies I am always romantic Don’t mistake me as robotic My speeches are always a topic For discussions that are not pragmatic By people who are so eccentric Ironically they call me a fanatic My poetry is Kabbalistic Every line in it, is mystic Every word has a varied meaning Which makes me cryptic My views are holistic My ideas are futuristic I can escape out of any crisis As I know each and every tactic At times my behavior can be erratic Which makes my anger sporadic Don’t sway too close I tend to be highly magnetic The...

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When the land was old And was filled with gold When the starts shone light That was nascent and bright When the mountains were tall And the valleys were deep When the moon was near And it’s light was clear There ruled a king, mighty and strong His kingdom gleamed in every sunrise The citizens loved and praised their lord They worshipped him more than god The land was blessed with seasons four Grains always filled in the capital’s store When it rained the sky did roar People never did ask for anything more The king was brave; the king was just Women were never victim of lust The wicked dwelled in constant fear The sinners lost their life so dear Then the earth shook once and it shook hard The tide came fast and it was high The trees fell like house of cards People fled but the waves were nigh The castle was filled with animals of sea The king floa...

What will they do? Are the lights out Or are they all shut Will they come out When they hear the shout Is none awake Or do they just pretend Will they wake up By the smell of the  tea cup Has the rose bed Become too comfortable Will they now know - Soon the thorns will grow Are the windows jammed Or are they closed from inside Will they finally break the glass To come out and form a mass Has the fear trickled down Too deep inside That now they shun the truth And embrace the lie Is the strength lost Or is there no courage Will they continue to hide And in this immoral world they abide Are the voices too weak Or are they all deaf Will they ever listen When their loved one's will cry Is the injustice not seen Or are they all blind Will they just turn away Without even trying to play Is the soul dead Or it does not exist Will they ever fight For their own right ? ~Surya Questioner

They told me it was a tiger But underneath it was a sheep They tried to scare me with it Until I caught it bleating They told me the tunnel was full of darkness They said venturing there would be rashness But it was until I saw the shimmering Then none could stop me from going They told me not to mingle with strangers Their friendship could bring me harm But I finally found my true love Amongst these very same strangers now They warned me to hide When the powerful came out to stride But it was until they burned down a place Angered within I came out to face They asked me not to go against the rule, Risking it would be an act of fool But it was until I found out the basic flaw That they were nothing more than ruler's claw They asked me to shut up When I tried to speak up They said they were doing me a favour And urged me to have the fervour But then I stopped listening I put my headphones on They screamed and raised t...

Rise Rise from the depths of darkness Free yourself from the shackles of vanity Wake up from the sleep of ages It’s time to set back all the damages Cure yourself from the pain of loss Step on that line you never cross Unlock yourself and open the door Fear not your enemy anymore Rise from the dungeons of evil Fly towards the edge of the cliff Stand against the cyclone of change Ride into places strange Fight against the ruthless rule For the corrupt, truth is the tool Flex your muscles, let them stretch It is time to return back the wretch Rise from the pain that keeps you down Rise for the strength that helps you leap Rise for the people of your town Rise from the sorrows that make you weep Malodorous gases rise from the rancid liquid Pleasant fumes rise from the scented perfume Heart aches when loved ones are in pain Remember other’s loss is not our gain A worm that wakes up early May not always get consumed Bu...