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Jag's Short Stories: October 2009
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Bareekate is a (sort of) pun - in Kannada. Bari is to write, baree is only, kate is a story. So, only stories and a reminder to myself that I should write stories - short stories. Saturday, 3 October 2009. To read this in .pdf. He had to start early, go to the temple, do all the cleaning, decorations and preparations for the. And carry out the. At the auspicious time. Before that, he had to have a bath. That was going to be tough today. He stooped to the. His ears were filled with. And that no goddess wo...
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Jag's Short Stories: March 2010
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Bareekate is a (sort of) pun - in Kannada. Bari is to write, baree is only, kate is a story. So, only stories and a reminder to myself that I should write stories - short stories. Sunday, 28 March 2010. Once upon a time there was an itinerant merchant. He bought his wares in the city, packed them in a cloth bundle and carried it on his head from village to village. He made a meagre living. He is such a wonderful designer. If he had given ash gourd sized fruits to this tree, I would be dead!
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Everything Over The Moon: June 2011
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Everything Over The Moon. Everything Under the Sun? Or Over the Moon? Saturday, June 25, 2011. Day 03 - Gangtok. The next day started with a good omen. As soon as we got up, had a bath and went out to the dining room for breakfast, we saw Mount. Kanchenjunga. There it was in all its glory, right in front of the dining room door. After clicking photos and eating breakfast, we left for Gangtok, the main destination of our trip. Mount Kanchenjunga from The Swiss Hotel. See my picasa web album. We got up, go...
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Hallucinations!: Scatter-brainedness and the "joys" of packing
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Sunday, June 21, 2015. Scatter-brainedness and the "joys" of packing. This last week, I have taken scatter-brainedness to an entirely new level. I'm doing something when something else needs my attention. I leave the first thing and start the second, and then the third thing asks for me, and so on, and by the end of an hour, I'm left with ten unfinished tasks. My friend recommends making lists of everything. But I make lists, don't find them when I need them, and then spot them at the oddest places.
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Hallucinations!: A month completed.
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Monday, July 27, 2015. No, homesickness hasn't hit me. Yet. I've been driving everywhere with S next to me. I drove on the freeway too. Yay! We've been having lots of people over for meals. Making new friends. Didn't know a single neighbour until there was a fire alarm in the complex (false alarm). Met my neighbours :). Yet to meet the loads of friends and relatives who live in the Bay Area. Yes, little chance we will miss Indian anywhere in the world. And I repeat that. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Hallucinations!: In which Puttachi doesn't make me look very good.
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Monday, June 15, 2015. In which Puttachi doesn't make me look very good. I'm lying down in the afternoon, more for some quiet time than anything else. I hear Puttachi walking towards my room, and I close my eyes, pretending to be asleep. I know you are not asleep! Me: (opening eyes) How did you know? She: If you'd been really asleep, your mouth would have been slightly open! I was telling Puttachi stories of my hostel-life. She: I wish there were pictures. Me: Oh there are. I'll show you. Me: Yeah, why?
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Jag's Short Stories: The Sensation
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Bareekate is a (sort of) pun - in Kannada. Bari is to write, baree is only, kate is a story. So, only stories and a reminder to myself that I should write stories - short stories. Wednesday, 16 January 2008. That was a really small thumbnail portrait of a very interesting man. He had finally settled down as a farmer, got married and had raised a family, three sons and three daughters. One of the daughters had died while still young, years ago. He was on one of his infrequent visits to the big city –.
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Jag's Short Stories: The Ghost that Bolted
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Bareekate is a (sort of) pun - in Kannada. Bari is to write, baree is only, kate is a story. So, only stories and a reminder to myself that I should write stories - short stories. Tuesday, 29 October 2013. The Ghost that Bolted. Soon after the grihapravesa. My wife went to her parents' place for the Dasara. When this happened for the third time, I was a little concerned. The next time I used the toilet, I was careful to pull the bolt back and go in and nothing happened. Because of the book, I was often p...
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Jag's Short Stories: Paint the City . .
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Bareekate is a (sort of) pun - in Kannada. Bari is to write, baree is only, kate is a story. So, only stories and a reminder to myself that I should write stories - short stories. Tuesday, 12 February 2008. Paint the City . . He sat with his head in his hands. He had hardly slept the previous. night As he looked around his office he felt that it was suffocating. The air conditioner did not help much. His palms still sweated. How things had changed in the last decade! He had finished the Bachelor of Archi...
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Everything Over The Moon: Day 06 - 17000 ft.
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Everything Over The Moon. Everything Under the Sun? Or Over the Moon? Wednesday, October 26, 2011. Day 06 - 17000 ft. Day six we woke up in the hotel and Laching and drew the curtains and OH MY GOD! The view was breathtaking! Snow capped mountains and the early morning sunlight glinting off it making it look golden! And it was still 4.00 am. The sunrise is early in the east in Sikkim. Its so far up north too. Its the top of a mountain. Looking north! The road was steep winding and desolate. And then we s...