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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: September 2008
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Friday, September 12, 2008. This post is for you. It’s for that one rainy evening, when we sat on the second floor of McDonald’s at Andheri, trying to figure out our lives…. This post is ‘just for the time being’. This post is for: ‘What would you do for love? It’s to that one early morning, when we sat on a beach, half stoned, watching waves crash at our feet, speaking in silence. To the first time, you came to my place, when I skipped office, because I was down with a fever.
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: So I was thinking # 3
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Thursday, May 17, 2012. So I was thinking # 3. Does character develop over time? In novels, of course it does: otherwise there wouldn't be much of a story. But in life? And also- if this isn't too grand a word- our tragedy. The bigger tragedy is that in four years, your cumulative blog posts is still languishing in the twenties! But yea, I STILL follow it for the rare spark of brilliance (annually). May 17, 2012 at 10:04 PM. Well, I am amazed that you STILL follow my blog!
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: March 2011
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Tuesday, March 8, 2011. So I was thinking # 2. If you die today, then nobody will remember you in a year’s time. And then, memories will start to fade away. It will become bleaker and bleaker, till you are extinct from their memories. That thought scares me. Not the idea of being dead. That’s an eventuality. But the realisation that your existence will cease to exist. If you die today, then nobody will remember you in a year’s time. It could have been one of those moments.
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: November 2009
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Friday, November 6, 2009. Do you wish to continue on this blog? Have you run out of things to say? Quite on the contrary. I have so much to say, that I don’t know where to start from. So are you saying, you are going to write, not going to write. which one is it, I’m confused! Well, I guess I am just saying that I’m not going to write for sometime. But I guess I’ll come back. But why this hiatus? B) I’m busy. genuinely, really, really busy. Why do you say that?
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: January 2009
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Thursday, January 15, 2009. 15th Jan 2009. I was 25. She was 23. Coldplay. Lenny Kravitz was kravitzing. The statement. It’s really hot. My body. You might be a big fish in a little pond, doesn’t mean you’ve won. Now the words have died. It’s just the mumbled music and the guitar playing. And a finger. Random Names. Stupid Laughter. I love this song. Mine made you laugh. Make it nice. And were stoned good. Good stoned. Stone. Why stone? Everybody wants a happy ending.
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: May 2012
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Friday, May 18, 2012. Satyajit Ray used to say that background music in cinema is redundant. It is essentially to highlight a mood, an action or a state of mind, which otherwise may not be evident to the audience. A well made film, or a well told story does not need to garb itself in falsettos and ‘Chopin’s and ‘Malhar’s. It carries itself on its own. So, let us, for a minute try to imagine, cinema without its background score. And think of the Hindi movies, and its songs!
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: March 2009
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Saturday, March 21, 2009. The Kirghiz tribe believes that as the moon completes a cycle- one from full moon to darkness, from completeness to nothingness- its dying parts waft away into the sky. like sawdust. giving birth to stars. By then you would have completed the cycle. the cycle from confusion to conclusion. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The monk who sold his revolution. View my complete profile. Appu's Life et all. Vasun, the Vagabond. Adopt your own virtual pet!
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: January 2011
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Thursday, January 20, 2011. So, I was thinking # 1. There are three fundamental physical quantities. Length, Weight and Time. The greater part of the world uses the metric system of measurement to measure length and weight, and other derived quantities (like force and acceleration). The metric system is an international decimalized system of measurement that is the common system of measuring units used by most of the world. But think about time. And an hour has 60 minutes?
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: So I was thinking # 2
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Tuesday, March 8, 2011. So I was thinking # 2. If you die today, then nobody will remember you in a year’s time. And then, memories will start to fade away. It will become bleaker and bleaker, till you are extinct from their memories. That thought scares me. Not the idea of being dead. That’s an eventuality. But the realisation that your existence will cease to exist. If you die today, then nobody will remember you in a year’s time. It could have been one of those moments.
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City: June 2012
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Memoirs of a Sleepless City. Friday, June 8, 2012. It is a severe disease, infecting millions of people all over the world, where they constantly exhibit certain behaviours including lack of movement, constructing various pointless structures, doodling, talking about pointless things, writing pointless shit on their blog, reading pointless shit on other’s blogs and so on and so forth. There is no known cure, though the symptoms do seem to fade when the victim is introduced to something different. Think o...
