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cerebral-concoctions: December 2010
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Sunday, December 19, 2010. Shakespeare talked of the world being a stage, and human life being a series of seven acts. Closer home, Vedic philosophy had it all sorted out into four clear-cut compartments or ashrams – Brahmacharya, Grihasta, Vanaprastha and Sanyaas. But is life really that simple? Those opera singers bursting out of their corsets, with painful shrieks bursting out of their contorted mouths? This would pretty much be the background score drum...
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cerebral-concoctions: March 2012
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Monday, March 12, 2012. Something I wrote ages ago. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Living in a world of my imagination. View my complete profile. Posts from the Past. Future Perfect Everything's Rosy. The World Through My Mind's Eye. Simple template. Template images by gaffera.
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cerebral-concoctions: March 2014
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Saturday, March 22, 2014. Of opened chests and unseen emails. There was a time not-so-long ago. When an old man would die. Loved ones would cry. And time would pass by. And after days or weeks. The house would have a visitor -. A lawyer, friend or associate. Who would sit surrounded. By wide open eyes and hopeful hearts. Wondering how the dead man's possessions. Would be divided into parts. And when all of it was said and done,. The family would sit together.
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cerebral-concoctions: October 2009
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Monday, October 05, 2009. So what does it take to make. Your peace with someone? A sorry. a phone call. Or maybe some writing on the wall. A meeting over coffee. A shared smoke. a tad too sweet tea. Flowers for the romantics. Apology in blood. more fancy antics. A joke you can't help laughing at. A kiss. a hug. a smile. the doff of a hat. A word. a touch. maybe just good old silence. With the moments ticking by. A fight.insults.fists.slaps.
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cerebral-concoctions: thought bubbles
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Monday, March 12, 2012. Something I wrote ages ago. Running out of songs. scary thought, that. So did you finally ride the double decker bus? Shiv: yessum :) in Bombay.and that too the first seat on the top deck. :D. Kray: yeah, almost like running out of breath.or thoughts! These 2 are definitely candidates for short stories. nice wordings. I wish I could elaborately describe the feelings and emotions. She were to run out of songs…. View my complete profile.
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cerebral-concoctions: Unfinished Business
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Wednesday, January 25, 2012. Well, its been ages since I have come face-to-face with my blog. And we aren't even estranged! So finally, after having been accused(! So why not open-ended blog posts, right? I have skipped the drafts that ended much before you could even say 'draa.'. They would have been too open-ended, even for a well-endowed imagination. 15th October 2011 Untitled. There was a 'right way' to put the audio cassette into its cover,. There was ...
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cerebral-concoctions: Rabbithole...
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Saturday, February 19, 2011. Working for a living,. Burying a dream or two. One has got to be real. Feet on the ground, they say! And that is why, my friend,. I write of butterflies. Masters of their will. Creatures of the skies. Free to soar and dip. And then rise again. Of sunshine and rain. Aren't adults a mess. And a million minds. Like actors on a stage. And that is why, my friend,. I write of children. With minds and hearts as pure. Knowing not what is.
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Saturday, March 22, 2014. Of opened chests and unseen emails. There was a time not-so-long ago. When an old man would die. Loved ones would cry. And time would pass by. And after days or weeks. The house would have a visitor -. A lawyer, friend or associate. Who would sit surrounded. By wide open eyes and hopeful hearts. Wondering how the dead man's possessions. Would be divided into parts. And when all of it was said and done,. The family would sit together.
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cerebral-concoctions: November 2009
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Tuesday, November 24, 2009. An excerpt from 'Notes to Myself'. I talk because I feel, and I talk to you. Because I want you to know how I feel. My statements are requests. My questions are statements. My trivia is an invitation to be friends. My gossip is a plea: Please see me as. Incapable of that. Please respect me. My arguments insist: I want you to show. Respect for me by agreeing with me. This. Is the way I. And my criticism informs you: You hurt my.
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cerebral-concoctions: January 2012
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Thoughts.reflections.musings.rants.soliloquies. Wednesday, January 25, 2012. Well, its been ages since I have come face-to-face with my blog. And we aren't even estranged! So finally, after having been accused(! So why not open-ended blog posts, right? I have skipped the drafts that ended much before you could even say 'draa.'. They would have been too open-ended, even for a well-endowed imagination. 15th October 2011 Untitled. There was a 'right way' to put the audio cassette into its cover,. There was ...
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