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SauravBhattacharjee

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My Bio
A versatile artist from an unorthodox background, who loves to seep ideas from indifferent thinking.
I'm a Black Sheep who appreciates his make.

I sketch as good as i write. A text piece without art is like a Soldier without armor! However, merging art and text into spectacular stuff is something i work on everyday.
Massive experience in Sports (football) blogging, and higher editorial posts in magazines, blogs and websites.
My strength is in Creative writing though, as that is a challenge i love to fulfill each passing hour of my life!

Favourite Visual Artist
Rowan Atkinson, Christian Bale
Favourite Movies
Black Swan, Shame, The Machinist, Forrest Gump
Favourite TV Shows
Dexter, How i met your mother, Sherlock, Prison Break
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Coldplay, Maroon 5, One Republic, Jal, Poets of the Fall
Favourite Books
The Alchemist, Many Lives Many Masters, The White Tiger, Five Point Someone
Favourite Writers
Sayajit Ray, Ruskin Bond, Paulo Coelho, Aravind Adiga, William Wordsworth
Favourite Games
FIFA, Grand Theft Auto series (played it all!)
Favourite Gaming Platform
XBOX 360
Tools of the Trade
Sketching (charcoal and pencil)
Other Interests
Day dreaming, Sleeping, Enjoying personal space

A Dead Warrior?

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In a few moments, I will learn to define the thin boundary between soul and physique. I'll see them carry my carcass over to one of them trucks, loaded full of my once-colleagues in battle. We'll be shipped off then to the mainland, for the 21 gun salute and a grave one-sided reunion with our family members. We are the soldiers of war, lying in a Whiskey-pond of our own blood, trying to savor each drop as our lives trickle – one drop at a time. The Whiskey's thinner than ever today, maybe because it isn't viscous by the grit of survival anymore. It is too hard to swallow, yet best and easiest to leave. A leaf falls over to my red pulp. No, i
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She Wept

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The reflection of a thousand rays of Sun penetrated through her usually calm windows, as the curtains obliged their opaque existence. But there was something amiss today. The shine on the tea Pot, the luster of the floor, the vibrancy of the mirrors placed precisely at every corner of the room and the tube left lit up astray were not the only inanimate objects shining. She was adrift of her own existence, as she stared into obscurity. Her sight stretched way past the limits of the Sun and beyond. The ever-existent barrier between her world and her body became more obvious to her than ever. As she just waited midst the deafening silence, to wo
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Dominotion

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The callousness of a wind's soft touch cannot take away a man's character. His resolve remains immortal among the pain of a thousand millings, churned and ground hard from inevitability. Then comes the clattering noise that disturbs him, it is indeed the noise of falling dominoes. One after the other they take away the virgin tranquility to assert their presence in an unlikely environment. Yet, if these very dominoes weren't to fall, would he have turned his head towards the foreseeable damage they could cause to his silent conscience? Life has its very own ways of balancing every phenomenon one comes across every day. That momentary skip of
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Thank you for the fav. :aww:
Thanks for the watch! Much appreciated