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Growth & Corruption | InterSecting Lines
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Encounters at the crossroads. Leia, the Gypsy. April 25, 2015. 8220;The only way to peace is through war” a quote read in one of the prescribed books in university. As I read one of the biographies about one of the companies in India, which is generally touted as a massive success story, I wonder if the only way to success is through corruption. Despite, or due to, such dynastic philosophies, corruption has become an embedded part of our culture. I recently read the biography of the Ambanis, which had on...
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Surviving the 20s | InterSecting Lines
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Encounters at the crossroads. Leia, the Gypsy. April 9, 2015. Why is it such a big deal when a woman turns 30? It definitely isn’t because she survived the 20s. It definitely isn’t because of an achievement. It is spoken more with a tragic air that we’ve crossed into the grey time from which there is no return. So it should probably be a time of celebration that you made to it the other side without too many war wounds. Turning 30 should be a sign of success, a time for reflection, a time for cheering.
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Who Could Do This? | InterSecting Lines
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Encounters at the crossroads. Leia, the Gypsy. Who Could Do This? December 17, 2014. Who can kill a child? What sort of mind can look past the deep eyes, the laughter, the simple love, the tears and put a bullet into a head, a knife across the throat? Children are valued in ALL cultures, regardless of how barbarian the rest of the traditions might be. They represent the possibilities of the future. They represent all that is good in the world, which is diminishing by the minute. Politically, the slaughte...
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I Am Pilgrim | InterSecting Lines
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Encounters at the crossroads. Leia, the Gypsy. November 15, 2014. I haven’t reviewed a book in a LONG time. I’ve not particularly been reading books that I’d want to review… Thrillers, chicklit etc that I don’t think need a mention. And then I discovered I Am Pilgrim by Terry Hayes. I could summarize the book but it’d be so… little. It is about espionage, the pre 9/11 and a spy and a terrorist. It sounds so banal and everyday, doesn’t it? Click to email (Opens in new window). Larr; What makes you a Power...
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A view through my window: May 2012
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A view through my window. Thursday, May 17, 2012. RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat. Some relationships are better off without the know how of genealogy – more so the relationship of a reader with her favourite author (nevertheless I decide to ask my dad about it soon). 8221; I smile, thank him I hug the author again, get back to my idyllic reading and work is no more a subject of anxiety. :-). Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat.
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A view through my window: RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat
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A view through my window. Thursday, May 17, 2012. RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat. Some relationships are better off without the know how of genealogy – more so the relationship of a reader with her favourite author (nevertheless I decide to ask my dad about it soon). 8221; I smile, thank him I hug the author again, get back to my idyllic reading and work is no more a subject of anxiety. :-). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat.
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A view through my window: July 2008
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A view through my window. Friday, July 18, 2008. Memories of the first crush first love - Memories shared with soul mates turned strangers, memory of those rains and summer afternoons shared with friends who are not on the radar anymore, memories of weddings and get togethers where a stranger meets the eye for a fleeting second and you are left wondering who it was for the rest of your life . Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Picture Window template. Template images by wingmar.
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A view through my window: November 2008
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A view through my window. Tuesday, November 11, 2008. Have u seen Men Blush? To start of with. I'm. Employed. damn i love it! My work involves a lot of creative growth and interaction with people of different streams, which is in turn happy! It is this aspect of my work that got me reflecting on this one. "have u ever seen men blush? Stuff about the simple and the like. teaches Physics! We were discussing the colour 'Black' and its associations . Me with my literature gyaan. Birth" . " hmm. Minute little...
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A view through my window: November 2009
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A view through my window. Thursday, November 5, 2009. Where are my words? Its been ages since i wrote. Wrote stuff that really mattered to me, my words have lost their muse - that was long back, over three years now, but i never believed i would reach a time when id write this - i just cant seem to write what i feel. why do words fail a person who lives by them and with them? But not the words! My muse walked out of me a long while ago and ever since i have dreamt of my muse every. Links to this post.
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A view through my window: On his absence
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A view through my window. Monday, August 4, 2014. I open my eyes to the morning. It's a day without you a day of mourning. Why is the mindscape steadily fogging. Why is this absence consuming absorbing. Tossing up things here and there. Blurred my vision, my thoughts bizzare,. I stretch out my hand. And there you are. Just a step afar. I open my eyes again. Waging the streaking sun,. Stretching out and grasping empty air. Thoughts of him, Nothing else and none. I give up fighting the sun pouring in.
