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Leafdust: What women want
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Saturday, August 2, 2008. The other day i had a great discussion with our women colleagues on the very old yet irreistible topic viz Womens Liberations, Their likes and dislikes, Men ego,Men Hypocracy, Pseudo - Femine Exploitation etc.etc. As usual THE ARGUMENTS STILL CONTINUES! Women, men feel. Are often a pain. Now if that’s true. What’re you to do? I must ask then. What’s a woman to you. A mother, a wife;. Or a sister beside. Here are some women. What do we want?
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Leafdust: A prelude to new beginning and the power of love
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Sunday, July 20, 2008. A prelude to new beginning and the power of love. I have seen the movie P.S I Love You! It clearly envisages the words of Deepak Chopra " There is no accidents. There is only some purpose that we havent yet understood ". We need to move on and Kiss the World! Leafdust . Reflection of my scribble thoughts. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Leafdust . Reflection of my scribble thoughts. Bangalore, Karnataka, India. View my complete profile.
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Leafdust: Road to Success
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Wednesday, November 5, 2008. The road to success is not straight. There is a curve called failure. A loop called confusion, Speed bumps called friends. Red lights called enemies and caution lights called Family. But if you have a flair for perseverance and determination,. A driver called God will drive you to the highway of Success . One needs to roll on there as it's an eternal road without any station! Leafdust . Reflection of my scribble thoughts. Adieu . DADA!
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Leafdust: A Night of Romance
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Sunday, July 20, 2008. A Night of Romance. I am posting a small scriplet which moved me like anythig .Its not my original rather taken from somewhere else Cant stop the temtation to have it in my blog. A night of romance. A night of romance is all I desire. Cradling creamy moon in my lap. The twinkle of stars in my eyes. Sweet smell of wine in our sighs. Sitting beside you on the grass. Under the clear black open skies. Your fingers moving hesitantly. I too dont remem...
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Leafdust: June 2008
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Wednesday, June 11, 2008. We tend to forget it. Rather we indulge him gossips citing his luck etc.etc. I am not an unique in this trait. why? May god give us all the power to conquer his cons thereby unleashing himslef to the trilions of oppurtunites life offers to us every moment . Leafdust . Reflection of my scribble thoughts. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Leafdust . Reflection of my scribble thoughts. Bangalore, Karnataka, India.
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Leafdust: September 2009
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Sunday, September 13, 2009. Aaj jaane ki jid na karo…. Rain started splashing against the window pane suddenly. I was browsing lazily on a Sunday evening without any notion of going outside. The sudden call of Lord Varuna forced to look across the window. I just opened the window and smelled the fragnance of soil that emancipates the atmosphere. A sudden stoke of adrelanin in my brain and i found myself in the street with the wet kisses all over my body. As I strolled...
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Leafdust: Adieu ........... DADA !!!!!!!
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Monday, November 10, 2008. Adieu . DADA! A glorious career comes to an end today, Sourav Ganguly, the man with a never-say-die spirit, packed his pads for ever. The Royal Bengal Tiger has bidden his adieu to Cricket today. Love him or hate him . Everyone had to accept and acknowledge him.Not even his fieriest critic can spell any cast of his Captaincy Q. He is undoubtedly the BEST INDIAN CAPTIAN India has Produced till date. Http:/ www.deccansojourn.com. Everyday with...
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Leafdust: Aaj jaane ki jid na karo…
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Sunday, September 13, 2009. Aaj jaane ki jid na karo…. Rain started splashing against the window pane suddenly. I was browsing lazily on a Sunday evening without any notion of going outside. The sudden call of Lord Varuna forced to look across the window. I just opened the window and smelled the fragnance of soil that emancipates the atmosphere. A sudden stoke of adrelanin in my brain and i found myself in the street with the wet kisses all over my body. As I strolled...
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Leafdust: August 2008
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Saturday, August 2, 2008. The other day i had a great discussion with our women colleagues on the very old yet irreistible topic viz Womens Liberations, Their likes and dislikes, Men ego,Men Hypocracy, Pseudo - Femine Exploitation etc.etc. As usual THE ARGUMENTS STILL CONTINUES! Women, men feel. Are often a pain. Now if that’s true. What’re you to do? I must ask then. What’s a woman to you. A mother, a wife;. Or a sister beside. Here are some women. What do we want?
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Leafdust: July 2008
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Reflections of my scribble thoughts! Sunday, July 20, 2008. A Night of Romance. I am posting a small scriplet which moved me like anythig .Its not my original rather taken from somewhere else Cant stop the temtation to have it in my blog. A night of romance. A night of romance is all I desire. Cradling creamy moon in my lap. The twinkle of stars in my eyes. Sweet smell of wine in our sighs. Sitting beside you on the grass. Under the clear black open skies. Your fingers moving hesitantly. My dream is my f...