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like a feather....: January 2013
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Saturday, January 12, 2013. Aaron Swartz is dead. Cory Doctorow's personal account of Aaron is very moving. Do read it here: http:/ boingboing.net/2013/01/12/rip-aaron-swartz.html. 2 feathers drifted here.
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like a feather....: Moving on
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Wednesday, January 01, 2014. I shan't be writing here anymore. While the posts here remain, I have copied them to a new location and will be writing, hereafter, only at http:/ thisjourneywith.in. I am what I think.
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like a feather....: An Infinity Unknown
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Sunday, April 14, 2013. Take a minute and answer these question before proceeding to read: How was your time in school? What are the top 3 things you recall of your time there? What is the price we have to pay fo...
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like a feather....: January 2014
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Wednesday, January 01, 2014. I shan't be writing here anymore. While the posts here remain, I have copied them to a new location and will be writing, hereafter, only at http:/ thisjourneywith.in. I am what I think.
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like a feather....: Tackling the rape problem
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Saturday, December 29, 2012. Tackling the rape problem. Why does one wake up only when something gross and vulgar as the recent gang rape and brutalisation of a 23 year old girl in New Delhi happens? Using these ...
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like a feather....: Eighteen
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Sunday, October 01, 2006. A while ago I had taken a break from. 18 * 6 = 108 i.e. the original multiplicand with nothing (zero, 0 ) in between! Where would all the great works of literature, drama and poetry be?
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like a feather....: July 2012
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Sunday, July 08, 2012. Six wishes and another - Sonnet. Wish I, a ghostly cave of conch, to be;. Ocean's tongue held 'twixt a salty conquest. Or pant through woods in breathless cervine* flee. I am what I think.
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like a feather....: April 2013
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Tuesday, April 16, 2013. When one instinctively picks winning stocks, we compliment the mind. When a mother instinctively rushes to the kids' room, we cheer the mother's heart. Kahneman in his seminal work. On ho...
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like a feather....: Hazaaro'n Kwaishe'n Aisi - Mirza Ghalib
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Sunday, February 03, 2013. Hazaaro'n Kwaishe'n Aisi - Mirza Ghalib. What began as a volley of tweets between @soHbet. If you wish to read the Arabic version of it, click here. From your streets, my removal was wi...
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like a feather....: November 2011
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What would I do without a mind? What would I do without a society to shape that mind? What would I do without the memories of such glory and such tache? An orphan on a deserted island, with nothing from the outside world,. Save the produce of Nature which surrounds me. I suppose I would be free. Sunday, November 20, 2011. In Aankhon Ki Masti - When a woman knows her hold on your heart. I skip over refrains and the ghamaks of the singer. In aankhon ki masti ke, mastane hazaaron hain. Ik sirf humi mai ko, ...
