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Melting Pot: March 2010
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I came, I saw, I learnt. Sunday, March 28, 2010. The Sixth Day (Part 1). A few hours later, as they were sitting in the coffee house – he could not take his eyes off her. Days had turned into months, and months into years, but she had not changed – her banter was still lively and her smile still possessed the power to set his heart racing, again and again and again. He was looking for words to make conversation. 8220;You seem to have a moustache”,. What am I saying? She stood up and left. I asked God, "M...
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Cognitively Dissonant: The Last Supper...
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Thursday, May 24, 2007. Finally the day came. I had been avoiding this very moment by closing my eyes to the outer world; the real world as they call it. But I guess being an ostrich doesn't help; burying your head into the ground can't drive away the fears. So, it happened. We walk into The Royal Palace. The train of my thoughts is broken by someone's voice. I find Sirrocco standing next to me with an inquiring look. " kya hua bhai? He asks . "Nothing". Of course, it's a lie. What else should I say?
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Melting Pot: June 2010
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I came, I saw, I learnt. Saturday, June 12, 2010. Three Fat Ladies With Purses (Part 2). Before Pat could comprehend the sudden and strange gesture, Professor Darlington had already made himself comfortable on the opposite seat, placed a glittering silver box on the table, taken a cigar out of it, lit it, pursed it between his lips, pocketed the box and even made a perfectly circular ring of smoke. Perhaps, it was the ring that blew Pat’s top. 8220;Who the hell are you? Pat sniggered. He smiled. A waiter...
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Melting Pot: November 2010
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I came, I saw, I learnt. Sunday, November 7, 2010. Three Fat Ladies with Purses (Part 3). 8220;I’m so glad to finally meet you. You are more beautiful than I had imagined you to be”. This was what Pat wanted to say. Instead, he said – “Ahem. Grrr. Ahem”. Or something to that effect. 8220;This place is quite boring. Don’t you think? Patricia looked intently at Pat when saying these words. The words and the stare were singularly potent enough to unnerve Pat. The combination, was lethal. Pat glanced at Patr...
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Melting Pot: April 2010
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I came, I saw, I learnt. Friday, April 30, 2010. The Sixth Day (Part 6). 8220;Your smile is glittering as brightly as the glass door of the coffee shop”. He uttered, shifting his glance from the doorman cleaning the entrance door to her. 8220;Was that a compliment? She asked, bemused. 8220;Did it sound like one? There was a momentary silence. And then, both of them burst into laughter, on a joke that only the two of them could understand. But then, did it need to be understood by someone else? 8220;I jus...
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Whimsy's window: Of hauntings and ghosts
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Friday 8 June 2007. Of hauntings and ghosts. I feel I’d not be wrong in saying that all of us have had some experience with ghosts and the phenomenon of hauntings. And before you roll your eyes and tell me very patiently to stop believing in ghosts and that reasonable, rational, scientific people don’t believe in ghosts as a rule, much less have experience with hauntings… let me hve my say. What exactly is a ghost? The various scientific (or pseudo scientific) explanations for this conformity run along a...
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My life and the way i like to live it !!!: About me :)
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My life and the way i like to live it! Sunday, March 7, 2010. Yun to mizaaj aaj bhi aashiqaana hai apna,. Intezaar hai to yeh ki koi hum-mizaaj aaye :). Agar ye poori tumhari apni composition hai to bahot mast hai :). March 7, 2010 at 5:19 AM. Mast poori ghazal likh . kaafi achchha playground hai ye. the rhyme will not be that hard because of aaye ending. March 7, 2010 at 6:24 AM. Thank you :) . aur tumhe kya lagta hai, blog pe bhi idhar udhar se hi copy kar ke likhoonga, poora khud ka hi hai :D.
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Whimsy's window: January 2009
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Tuesday 13 January 2009. Wrap me in the silent night. The moonlit winds, the night-blue skies. The night calms me down, soothes me. It doesn't require words or logic or analysis. Just gazing at the night sky while an occasional bat flits across the sky with a screech, and the wind makes the leaves crackle and rustle in the background. I wish there were more stars to be seen; I can just see a single one overhead. So impersonally beautiful, so grand, so terrible. So godlike? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Whimsy's window: Rainy memories...
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Thursday 2 August 2007. It drizzled mist this morning. In fact drizzled. Is probably a little too strong, since it implies that the drops actually fell :) These tiny droplets on the other hand paid almost the bare minimum courtesy to gravity! They floated, swirled and generally made merry with the wind. :) It gradually intensified into a drizzle by the end of the hour of course, but it was delightful while it lasted. Till the next time. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
