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Blackfayth's Corner: September 2010
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Coz apparently blogging is therapeutic. And its the birthday month once again and it is final few minutes of the birthday itself so since I am cooped up at home due to Ganpati Visarjan I thought I will dust ye olde blog and finally put some words down to mark my 32nd year on Mother Earth. hmm does that sound vaguely incestuous? Aah you know what I mean. I guess the short answer is I haven't changed in some ways but there have. View down into the valley from the top of the Malshej Ghat. Now I'm a fair bit...
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Blackfayth's Corner: Macchis ki Teeli
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Coz apparently blogging is therapeutic. 1 am and the weekend's around the corner. Not that it matters to people like me who're no longer restrained by the ole corporate leash. Haven't felt like writing in a while and like I was telling someone not too long ago that it kinda surprised me just how long I've been away. But I'm back. if only for a little while (good lyric this.). So what can I write about? Which was 3 one wo/man acts based on the writings of Urdu writer Ismat Chughtai. Who followed in the 3r...
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The Wilderness Years: December 2008
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Thursday, December 25, 2008. You never returned that call. Hello internet people, if there's anyone left that is. Sorry - sorry about being incognito, and even though end of the year cheeriness is nudging me to promise regular posts, am not going to and then might end up actually. But I do come in peace and as an added incentive, have a post. (DUH). For example I cannot read, study, write(ha) or watch movies when other people are around - and that is pretty much 90% of my life - eternal paradox yes?
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The Wilderness Years: When you put the radio on and it's mid-song, exactly at the part you love.
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Thursday, June 18, 2009. When you put the radio on and it's mid-song, exactly at the part you love. Ideally I'd love to ride them horses and race through the woods with my dogs till my lungs burst. But we live in apartment blocks so fuck it I'm going to gym instead. June 18, 2009 at 10:46 PM. Aur agar aapke paas radio nahin hai toh? June 19, 2009 at 6:55 PM. Lovely to read yr posts again :). I look forward to longer posts. I like the way you use lyrics from songs for your post titles. If you must know.
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The Wilderness Years: July 2008
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Tuesday, July 29, 2008. It's who we are. I realise now, the value of liking someone. I used to notice the littlest things about him, which maybe had a lot to do with him in particular and not with having a crush in general. But see I never wanted anything more, I love my house, my way of things way too much and I’m constantly haranguing to be left alone by the world, and I never succeed and I’m always glad. Labels: 4pm on some idle tuesday. Out of the blue. Tuesday, July 22, 2008. Before I met You. Remeb...
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The Wilderness Years: Waited For Nothing
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Friday, June 19, 2009. I don't know what has happened to my reading speed. It has slowed down to the pace of a 3 seed file. It now takes me WEEKS to finish a book, even one that I'm really enjoying, even non-difficult, non-literary ones; and since I've read a total of nil books on philosophy I don't even have that problem. It's not like I'm doing much else, true I'm more 'physically active' than I've been in the last seven years combined but that shouldn't make too much of a difference non?
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The Wilderness Years: August 2008
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Saturday, August 30, 2008. Pink carnation and a pickup truck. It was a maybe, and intuition, nothing more. And a couple of months later after they’d seen each other here and there, established a common friend and talked a bit; it was time to exchange numbers she asked him for his and gave him a missed call so that he could store her number. When her name flashed on his old nokia 3210 screen, he made a split second decision and told her. She just smiled and turned away. Labels: 4pm on some idle tuesday.
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The Belize Experience | Rendezvous with my self..
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Rendezvous with my self. 3– Paapu Birth Story. 4– Donut Birth Story. December 20, 2013. The almost-four year old kept at her non-stop chatter on the plane. Talking about this and that, really loud most times. I shushed her as much as I could, pleaded her to talk soft, also warned her a couple of times to no avail. An uptight looking lady in our front seat rose up and turned back only to yell at Paapu’s face -” You are so noisy! Gosh, you have to learn to be quiet! 8216;Tropic Air’ took us from the ...
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Hatching New Dreams…(continued) | Rendezvous with my self..
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Rendezvous with my self. 3– Paapu Birth Story. 4– Donut Birth Story. Hatching New Dreams…. Dear Donut →. September 9, 2014. Continuing from the first part here…. Some dreams take birth within the subconscious, even before you realize it. This one was just that for me. When Paapu was about to turn 4 this year, I knew I wanted a second child.I knew Paapu was ready to be a big sister ( she coo-ed and cuddled with any baby she saw anywhere, sometimes among strangers in a park! This is really happening? So, t...
