Re-verb

As you scroll down, you will be taken to a land where lies my uncensored randomness, words of wisdom and wiz-doom, the unabridged accounts of my life and work, my photography, my film making, my music and other practices I indulge into.

Welcome to Re-Verb!

Damn Who?

Who gives a damn? To whom do you give a damn? And HOW do you give it? Where do you get a damn from? Do you buy it? Can I BORROW your damn? Is it on rent? On credit? Or is a damn for free? How many damns are required to give? How many are enough? Do you give them in parts, or altogether at the same time? When is a damn TOO LESS? When is it too much? Where do you keep a damn? Can you even store it? But before that, how do you TAKE a damn? Does it come in the mail? Is it personally handed to you? Do you pay shipping charges (if you buy it)? Or do you just go and TAKE the damn?

And is a damn safe? Is a damn FLAMMABLE? Does it run on batteries? Is it solar powered? Or is it a natural thing? If yes, does it require regular watering and sunlight? Does it bear fruit to more damns? Can you GROW damn? And is it valuable enough to sell it, or you just KEEP the damn to yourself? Does it die? Does it grow? Does it shrink and disappear? Does it start to rot? Can fungus grow on it? And is it edible? If yes, is it safe to eat? Can animals be given damns to eat? Does a damn cause food poisoning? Can you DIE because of a damn? Do you go to heaven after dying because of giving or getting a damn?

I guess nobody ever gave a damn to answer these questions.

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.” That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
— Dead Poets Society (via iviore)

(Source: esangue, via atomos)

Its been 365 days since I started Re-verb. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, blog!

He’s good! I would cast Altaf Bro in my own remake of RAIN MAN.

Dear Altaf Hussain. Just because the camera is on does NOT mean you show your acting skills.

This was obviously one of his managers I guess, but I still feel a bit awesomer than everyone else now. =P

This was obviously one of his managers I guess, but I still feel a bit awesomer than everyone else now. =P

  • Me: So you wanna be a part of this event? What can you do?
  • Guy: I can do anything man!
  • Me: Cool. Can you play chess?
  • Guy: What's Chess?
Yes, Voldemort, all you have to do is lie,” said Pinocchio to He Who Must Not Be Named.

Great Illusion! did u figure it out before the end?