A moment of courage
A moment of doubt
A quick look within
A quicker without
And then you are with me
And now I’m alone
And that’s how I forget
All words that I’ve known
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About hbhatnagar
I need to fill this up with much better content than I had populated it with earlier. Why I write a blog maybe? I started blogging in 2009 or thereabouts. I was a newly turned atheist and wanted to converse with others of the same persuasion. We're not exactly a big population group in India! It didn't go very well and I sort of lost interest, posting a few things now and then.
I got a lot more regular over the last few months and have been posting almost daily since February '15. There were many reasons why I gradually became more regular in posting, but one way or the other, here I am! So this blog has taken shape, being at different points in time my showcase, my comedy club, my art gallery, my book club, my therapist, my close friend, my innermost self....but always my little corner of the world. You are all welcome to visit and I hope you stay awhile!
A few points about me because I don't want to lead anyone on(and trust me this does become an issue more often than I'd care to admit).
I'm Indian, the brown-skinned variety; if race, ethnicity or skin colour is an issue, you don't have to get to know me any more than what you see on my blog.
I'm 40, so if age is an issue, please be informed accordingly.
I was a doctor, an ophthalmic surgeon for 10 years before I quit practice.
Dr. Hb, The post is up. Hope you like it. Thank you so much for giving me the permission. 🙂
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Thank you so much Amy! It’s a beautiful post and I love the pictures! 🙂
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I feel like to do a post for this poem, I don’t know how yet.
Dr. Hb, Would you let me use your poem If I think of an idea?
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That would be such an honour Amy! Please, use the picture as you wish! 🙂
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Thank you, Dr. Hb for giving me the privilege of work on a post for this beautiful poem. I know there will not be any photos to match it, but I’ll give a try.
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A beautiful and quite sad poem. But that’s often how it is, isn’t it.
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True, that’s how it is, often…
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And that’s how I forget… Eloquent, and so very moving.
Thank you for sharing, Dr. Hb. 🙂
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Thank you Amy! 🙂
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Excellent.
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Thank you Victo. 🙂
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