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Pages from my life!: why I killed gandhi
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Why I killed gandhi. Saturday, August 1, 2009. Why I killed gandhi. Gandhiji Assassin: Nathuram Godse's Final Address to the Court. An appeal to the Punjab High Court, then in session at Simla, did not find favourable and the sentence was upheld. The statement that you are about to read is the last made by Godse before the Court on the 5th of May 1949. WHY I KILLED GANDHI. Against ...
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Pages from my life!: February 2008
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. One of the many awesome lyrics! Sunday, February 24, 2008. Its 3 am and i just saw jodha akbar which imo is a decent movie. what has this got to do with the blog? I dont know and i really dont care :p. What i had to write was what i like what i dont like and what makes ppl think m different wierd blah blah. 1i love ice cream. 2 i love ice cream :p. 12 i can be mean and selfish- mood.
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Pages from my life!: kabhi kabhi
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Sunday, June 21, 2009. Kabhi kabhi mere dil main khayal aata hain. Ki zindagi teri zulfon ki narm chhaon main guzarne pati. To shadab ho bhi sakti thi. Yeh ranj-o-gham ki siyahi jo dil pe chhayi hain. Teri nazar ki shuaon main kho bhi sakti thi. Magar yeh ho na saka aur ab ye aalam hain. Ki tu nahin, tera gham teri justjoo bhi nahin. Guzar rahi hain kuchh iss tarah zindagi jaise,.
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Pages from my life!: inspirational
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Thursday, March 19, 2009. 8220;We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic cords of memory will swell when again touched as surely they will be by the better angels of our nature.”. Posted by Amita Ekbote. Where did this come from, all of a sudden? March 22, 2009 at 3:21 AM.
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Pages from my life!: July 2009
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Old post which never got published. Tuesday, July 28, 2009. Old post which never got published. Original date : March 13th 2008. Haphazard, yet so clear. So clear that you can read my mind. Read my deepest darkest secrets. Secrets I have been trying to escape,. Far off, yet so near. So near that I can feel your touch. Touch that makes me go weak. So weak that I want to let go.
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Pages from my life!: August 2009
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Why I killed gandhi. Saturday, August 1, 2009. Why I killed gandhi. Gandhiji Assassin: Nathuram Godse's Final Address to the Court. An appeal to the Punjab High Court, then in session at Simla, did not find favourable and the sentence was upheld. The statement that you are about to read is the last made by Godse before the Court on the 5th of May 1949. WHY I KILLED GANDHI. Against ...
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Pages from my life!: May 2008
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Tuesday, May 13, 2008. A sloka which i remember from school. needed to keep a copy of it. Mano budhya ahankara chithaa ninaham,. Na cha srothra jihwe na cha graana nethrer,. Na cha vyoma bhoomir na thejo na vayu,. Chidananada Roopa Shivoham, Shivoham. Neither am I mind, nor intelligence ,. Nor ego, nor thought,. Nor am I ears or the tongue or the nose or the eyes,. Aham bhojanam na...
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Pages from my life!: March 2009
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Thursday, March 19, 2009. 8220;We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic cords of memory will swell when again touched as surely they will be by the better angels of our nature.”. Posted by Amita Ekbote. Wednesday, March 18, 2009. I came across this. The pain of loving you.
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Pages from my life!: April 2008
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Thursday, April 10, 2008. Feeling and emotions dont exist. And i cant cry anymore. I am dead inside. I am walking on the streets. I dont feel like sharing it wit you. And it kills me. Feelings and emotions dont exist. And i cant cry anymore. I am dead inside. Sitting all alone wondering. If i was right if i was wrong. I dont really care anymore. And it kills me. I am dead inside.
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Pages from my life!: old post which never got published
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Pages from my life! No rules no limits no boundaries. Just me. Crazy, Wierd , Different, Being me! View my complete profile. Old post which never got published. Tuesday, July 28, 2009. Old post which never got published. Original date : March 13th 2008. Haphazard, yet so clear. So clear that you can read my mind. Read my deepest darkest secrets. Secrets I have been trying to escape,. Far off, yet so near. So near that I can feel your touch. Touch that makes me go weak. So weak that I want to let go.
