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Thought Warp: A new home
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We are what our thoughts are made of. Monday, February 20, 2012. After eight years on blogger, I'am moving to a new home for Thought Warp - http:/ wp.me/2ebTI. Whoever you are- the ones I know and the ones I don't, Au Revoir! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Chasing the world's best chocolate cake. Decorated Cookies Inspired by Kerala. The London Diary - 1. In Between Big ideas. Alien's Day Out: Vegan in Seoul, South Korea.
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Jive's Scratchpad: May 2005
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This blog is a running commentary on my life.It includes my contemplations,introspections,aspirations,ideals, anecdotes,jokes,agony,F.R.I.E.N.D.S.,decisions,problems,Kodak moments,failures,my past,my current job at Oracle and my future! Thursday, May 26, 2005. We had been to Athena. At the Leela on Saturday. Guess who we met there? None other than Salman Khan. Surprisingly he was wearing a shirt :). Posted by jive @ 5:50 PM. Pulling Up My Socks. Posted by jive @ 5:48 PM. Posted by jive @ 5:45 PM. I have ...
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: January 2009
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. With scholarly intentions, I entered Barnes and Noble and emerged chuckling with this extra purchase. A game very much like Plot Four. Today at work when I passed the tables in the cafeteria I remembered the girl that helped me find little packets of salt hidden amongst the sugar and I had forgotten to salt my lunch. Poem on the Underground. Labels: poem on the underground. Poem on the Underground.
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Thought Warp: 10/01/2009 - 11/01/2009
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We are what our thoughts are made of. Monday, October 05, 2009. Ubiquitous creatures on the promised land. They are ALL around. Ubiquitous finders seemed alien here. With an agenda of their own. In no time, they became belonged here. So comfortable they have grown-. Irrelevant they seemed, but they were all around. Almost like they were on homeground. Other ubiquitous seekers made their 'landmark' arrival. Knowing for sure they were here to be ordained. They tried so hard, they strove for so long. The gl...
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Thought Warp: 11/01/2010 - 12/01/2010
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We are what our thoughts are made of. Wednesday, November 03, 2010. Philadelphia blues, sometime in 2009. Cry that tear or smile it away? Let the words form or say it with profound silence? Burn the midnight oil or sleep that extra half hour? Waist-ful deposits made each day, worthwhile deposits taking a while to make. New bonds take time to make, old ones so easily break. The ones in the here and now consume all it takes, and yet, fall short of a pat. Change my face and wear a new hat. Queen liberties- ...
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Thought Warp: 09/01/2009 - 10/01/2009
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We are what our thoughts are made of. Saturday, September 26, 2009. I want to write and write and write. Explosively. Friday, September 18, 2009. Over the last one month, I have been lucky to meet some remarkable people at graduate school, some friends and others, Professors. I know I wont be wrong if I said, meeting new people is like seeing new perspectives and refining your own. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Chasing the world's best chocolate cake. Decorated Cookies Inspired by Kerala.
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Thought Warp: 12/01/2009 - 01/01/2010
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We are what our thoughts are made of. Monday, December 14, 2009. Feeling the Gloom in Full Bloom. Put on music and tap ur feet. Get up, lift ur hands, swing to the left, right, turn. Close your eyes, throw your neck back, SMILE. Swing some more, sing some more,. Music was made for you and me :). Friday, December 11, 2009. That Sweet Little Corner. Is where it resides. Is where it hides. Is where it opens up. Is where it weeps. Silently, in the corner. That sweet little corner. Only to me is it known.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: October 2010
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. The birds flew past Sutton. Another weekday afternoon in south London. It is still BST. A non descript building by the railway station witnesses a flock of white geese slowly rise from the eastern sky.UFOs, said a colleague, unsure of the species. Across and upward, climbing over a rainstorm, spanning large distances in only a few short minutes. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: Iyer samayal
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. Thanks to Neha, I discovered a mami-mama. Who most helpfully demonstrate terrific south Indian, dare I say tam bram. Labels: food and cookery. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poem on the underground. Happy Vishu From England. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation: December 2008
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I often quote myself.Adds spice to my conversation. Gitanjali Venkatraman's Internet Diary of. The colour of my rainbow. Your rainbow is strongly shaded violet. What is says about you: You are a creative person. You appreciate beauty and craftsmanship. You are patient and will keep trying to understand something until you've mastered it. Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Poem on the underground. The colour of my rainbow. Thoughts Voices - Amma.
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