Entries By Mallika Malkan
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lock
Walking up the ornate door, slowly. The details on the finely polished wood seem to glisten as I got closer to it. Looking down I see a blotch on the beautiful color. An ugly, old padlock, sitting there, mocking all those who come by it.
Posted By Mallika Malkan On 08.05.2011 @ 6:04 pm
plaid
The lines crisscrossed one another. Thick, thicker, small, bigger, even smaller. I look at the people, there seemed to be a similar pattern big, small, bigger, in between, small, small, biggest. Just as plaid cannot be plaid without all the mispatterned lines, the city could not be the city without all the misspatterned people to make it. The world is not a puzzle that one needs to solve, it is a just a collection of trinkets that they need to make beautiful.
Posted By Mallika Malkan On 06.05.2011 @ 3:46 pm
radio
The radio waves serenaded me as I drove down the long expanse of my life. with each note crashing upon my head, I felt my thoughts vibrating. Shaking, unsteady, something as simple as music, changing my opinions, my views entirely.
Posted By Mallika Malkan On 06.03.2011 @ 6:07 pm
limo
The limo came p to the curb, we climbed in with exuberant cstasy. Prom night. Its finally prom night. I refused to allow rebecca blacks horrible rendition of prom night cross through my mind, but just by thinking that, i already did. Oh and here comes friday now too. Its friday, friday…ugh oh the joys of teen pop sensations.
Posted By Mallika Malkan On 06.02.2011 @ 3:35 pm
It stretches, it carries the luxurious, the fortunate, the oblivious. What is in a limo that one cannot find in the streets of your mind. Your mind, as similar to the limo can carry all that the limo does, if one believes it can.
Posted By Mallika Malkan On 06.02.2011 @ 3:31 pm
backpack
The backpack kept me straight. Like a person who has helped you through everything, but just like backpack, this person could bend your back forward. Until your back slumps and slumps until you can’t take it. you have to drop the backpack, yet there’s so much in there, your knowledge, your secrets, and everything, everyone expects you to carry whether or not you need it.
Posted By Mallika Malkan On 06.01.2011 @ 2:55 pm
