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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : February 2010
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Tuesday, February 02, 2010. Hi Frens ,. I am absolutly delighted to touch 1000 visitors on my blog . Never ever imagined it when i started the blog! Thanks for your visits and comments . Hoping to add more content periodically and entertaining you guys ! Till then Adios :). Your suggestions and criticisms are always welcome . Posted by Tarun aggarwal. Links to this post. Monday, February 01, 2010. And events here are. Bagging first j...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : December 2011
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Tuesday, December 20, 2011. Let me tell you a story …. It all started with a casual Hi,. The day was Fourth of July,. She greeted me while passing by. With a voice sweeter than Diwali mithai,. And face glowing like a fluorescent dye. Hair flowing till her toned thighs,. And eyes as intoxicating as rye. I as usual was bland and dry,. Adjusting my old grey tie. The invitation was to join for a chai. The offer was too good to deny.
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : Rockstar...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Wednesday, October 02, 2013. While clearing my closet today,. Came across our old pic,. When I was just born and pretty heavy. And you were as thin as a stick,. You trying to hold and support me. While I was struggling.). Waiting for photographer to click. I recollected our growing up years,. When we used to frequently fight,. Over reasons ranging from,. Color of the kite,. Mom’s pulav’s. Rice dish )extra byte. I topped the board,.
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : Mediocrity .....!!!!
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Friday, November 25, 2011. Some nice words pennned down by my dear friend "Sheetal". I suffer from a disease. Am a victim of mediocrity. No vaccine, no cure. My life is beginning to cease. My bones are dumb. My adrenaline is numb. Life seems to be full of rust. No vitality, no thirst. I give away for everything. No zeal, no feel. Its all like a lifeless reel. I give away for anything. I give away for everything. Why so with me. Shall...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : I Write...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Wednesday, December 23, 2009. When emotions fight ,. When tolerance reaches height ,. When present is blurred by past’s light,. When old flames ignite ,. When black is shown as white ,. When reality bites ,. When something somewhere excites ,. When old friends reunite ,. When imagination takes a flight . I wake up midnight . Only Then , i write ! Written by : T@run aggarwal. Posted by Tarun aggarwal. Nice man .keep rolling!
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : October 2013
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Wednesday, October 02, 2013. While clearing my closet today,. Came across our old pic,. When I was just born and pretty heavy. And you were as thin as a stick,. You trying to hold and support me. While I was struggling.). Waiting for photographer to click. I recollected our growing up years,. When we used to frequently fight,. Over reasons ranging from,. Color of the kite,. Mom’s pulav’s. Rice dish )extra byte. I topped the board,.
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : Music of life ...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Monday, January 17, 2011. Music of life . Room no. 88, Third floor, Hostel no. 3, May 2003, Jaipur. I opened the blue door. Suddenly a voice greeted me from back:" Hi ". I instantaneously recognized that voice. I looked back. Where are you lost, dost (friend)? I replied "Hi, I am really sorry, I was just thinking about something”. He interrupted " No problem, Arsaan, I am your roommate”. You are from which state "? Arsaan introduced ...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : Non-Vicarious experiences ...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Monday, February 01, 2010. And events here are. Fictitious.Any resemblance with either dead or living is. Co-incidental. This one is dedicated to all those people who ever attended college. Her first positive response leading to mad rush,. To the realization that, even boys do blush,. Being crushed by first crush,. To Understanding the art of quick thought flush. Roaming all night on bikes evading college police. Jha and ankush ....
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : December 2009
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Wednesday, December 23, 2009. When emotions fight ,. When tolerance reaches height ,. When present is blurred by past’s light,. When old flames ignite ,. When black is shown as white ,. When reality bites ,. When something somewhere excites ,. When old friends reunite ,. When imagination takes a flight . I wake up midnight . Only Then , i write ! Written by : T@run aggarwal. Posted by Tarun aggarwal. Links to this post. You consisten...
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal : November 2011
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Ambrosia4u - Poetry by Tarun Aggarwal. My thoughts . By T@Run AGGARW@L. Friday, November 25, 2011. Some nice words pennned down by my dear friend "Sheetal". I suffer from a disease. Am a victim of mediocrity. No vaccine, no cure. My life is beginning to cease. My bones are dumb. My adrenaline is numb. Life seems to be full of rust. No vitality, no thirst. I give away for everything. No zeal, no feel. Its all like a lifeless reel. I give away for anything. I give away for everything. Why so with me. Shall...
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