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Stray Thoughts: February 2011
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. It was almost like the story of Cinderella. A beautiful girl blessed with features that can leave one with jaw-dropped, born in a rather poor family in a tiny village of Golaghat- leading a mundane existence of any girl in any village- fetching water from the pond, cooking, and doing the other chores when Lady Luck waved her magical wand and the girl was “selected” for the title role of the film “Joymoti”. 8220;It was horrible time. People shunned me. They would not ...Aideo...
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Stray Thoughts: Stray Thoughts on a balmy winter day
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010. Stray Thoughts on a balmy winter day. Last year during Christmas I went to Arunachal Pradesh where I got a white carpet welcome…the roads, the rooftops, the trees everything was dressed in the purest and softest of white and if that was not enough heavens opened its doors to caress me with more whites. I enjoyed my experience with snowfalls and enjoyed not just its feathery touch but also the intricate design of snowflakes. All for the first time. Evenings put on your boots ove...
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Stray Thoughts: September 2010
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Sunday, September 5, 2010. O Woman.where ever you are. Sunday, 8th March, 2009. They want me to speak. It’s Women’s Day. They are celebrating womanhood. Good. How do I feel? Not sure. But I am sure I am neither proud nor ashamed to be a woman. Why should I be when I had no role in choosing my gender? I look in the mirror. And it speaks. To me. Black, bitter, beautiful. A daughter, a mother, a stranger. Home, streets or in Power Places. Don’t go by my faces. I am many, I am one. I sing to you. So, tomorro...
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Scattered Letters between Nomad & Gypsy: Feel like strangling you..but that would mean my own death......
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Scattered Letters between Nomad and Gypsy. Thursday, February 24, 2011. Feel like strangling you.but that would mean my own death. Nomadyou f@$king Bastard.Can't you see I have lost words.lost those throaty carefree laughters.lost how to write .Idiot, it is time you wrote to me, time you touched me.time to tell me your address for the day, week, month. So this Gypsy who was once scolded for using the word " yaar" also swears! What were you told when you used " yaar" in your plus2? 1 Dig yourself a hole.
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Scattered Letters between Nomad & Gypsy: December 2010
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Scattered Letters between Nomad and Gypsy. Tuesday, December 14, 2010. Nomad, it's almost a life.since we talked. Why that all important issues are thrown under the rug of this and that and the insignificant? I have brought myself from Africa and as souvenirs some love and pain too.I need your words now to express them. Write to me.touch my soul. Labels: Letters between I and Me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Http:/ articlesofanjalitirkey.blogspot.com. Http:/ wanderlustofanjalitirkey.blogspot.com.
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Wanderlust: 2/20/11 - 2/27/11
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. Tashi-Delek is a magical word. Rather words. But they always go together. The former makes your lips pout and the latter makes them stretch. And together they tickle and add a sparkle and a smile on the face. Yes, the word is like cheese: difficult to say without smiling. In search of Nirvana. A walk through the over powering silence of the monastery entices the spiritual part of even the atheists. Celestial Cherubs -The People. Descendents of Mongoloid race and originally i...
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Stray Thoughts: O Woman...where ever you are.....
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Sunday, September 5, 2010. O Woman.where ever you are. Sunday, 8th March, 2009. They want me to speak. It’s Women’s Day. They are celebrating womanhood. Good. How do I feel? Not sure. But I am sure I am neither proud nor ashamed to be a woman. Why should I be when I had no role in choosing my gender? I look in the mirror. And it speaks. To me. Black, bitter, beautiful. A daughter, a mother, a stranger. Home, streets or in Power Places. Don’t go by my faces. I am many, I am one. I sing to you. So, tomorro...
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Stray Thoughts: When Mars & Venus make war on an sms on Earth
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010. When Mars and Venus make war on an sms on Earth. My friend has almost decided not to send such sms to me and perhaps now I miss the funny "RakhtCharitra" but what happened had happened and I can't change it. So the sms was :. I know many men out there are right now nodding their heads in full agreement. But why is it that the simple idea- just leave me alone. Dawns to the male species when they have wooed a woman and made a commitment as in a marriage or a serious relationship?
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Stray Thoughts: August 2010
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Tuesday, August 24, 2010. A lot can happen over a coffee. A lot can happen over a coffee. A beautiful catch line but nothing interesting or note worthy happened over the mug of coffee all these years. It’s true I love coffee, rich coffees. So what do you do in a coffee shop? You obviously have coffee, you date, you pass some time, you do many things over a coffee I guess, if we really believe in the marketing jingo. A lot does happen over a mug coffee. If not elsewhere, in your own self. He knew he will ...
