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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Friday, August 29, 2008. Puchu and the Barbie. When they reached home, Puchu and her Dad discovered that her Mom was not on the scooter. Both of them were extremely scared. What if she had fallen off somewhere on the way back? Puchu was beside herself with guilt. It had to be her fault. Mom was upset with her because of the Barbie and now she was lost! Puchu burst into tears. She didn't need the stupid Barbie. She wanted her Mom. Thursday, August 28, 2008. Puchu's lu...

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Friday, August 29, 2008. Puchu and the Barbie. When they reached home, Puchu and her Dad discovered that her Mom was not on the scooter. Both of them were extremely scared. What if she had fallen off somewhere on the way back? Puchu was beside herself with guilt. It had to be her fault. Mom was upset with her because of the Barbie and now she was lost! Puchu burst into tears. She didn't need the stupid Barbie. She wanted her Mom. Thursday, August 28, 2008. Puchu's lu...

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Growing Up Puchu: How Puchu Became Part of the Gang!

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Thursday, August 28, 2008. How Puchu Became Part of the Gang! When Puchu reached the ripe old age of three and a half years, a suitable school was searched for her. On popular opinion, she was enrolled in a Convent school which subscribed to the ISCE board. Some years down the line, when public opinion changed, and the demerits of this particular school were put forth in much publicised forums, Puchu's parents had a change of heart too. Puchu's love for theatrics mad...

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Growing Up Puchu: Bullies-II

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Thursday, August 28, 2008. One would think Puchu's life was all nice and wonderful once LM left school. Sadly, it wasn't so. Today when she reflects back at times gone by, she claims blissful naivete as the reason for her being such a soft target. There's another crazier theory she propounded the last time we talked, which revolves around her name being the reason. Okay, clarification needed, Puchu was just a sweet little girl. NOT a puppy. Puchu set about her task w...

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Growing Up Puchu: Bullies-I

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Tuesday, August 26, 2008. School for Puchu was pretty much divided into two broad categories of people. The bullies and the rest. I'll keep the rest for later. Coming to the bullies. For one, they didn't follow any kind of mathematical formula or equation which satisfied all of them. They existed in all shapes and sizes.(well almost! But a thorn from the rose bush pricked her finger as she handed over the flowers to a ever grateful Puchu. She couldn't let all that ef...

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Growing Up Puchu: Puchu and the Barbie

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Friday, August 29, 2008. Puchu and the Barbie. When they reached home, Puchu and her Dad discovered that her Mom was not on the scooter. Both of them were extremely scared. What if she had fallen off somewhere on the way back? Puchu was beside herself with guilt. It had to be her fault. Mom was upset with her because of the Barbie and now she was lost! Puchu burst into tears. She didn't need the stupid Barbie. She wanted her Mom. August 30, 2008 at 10:22 AM.

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Growing Up Puchu: August 2008

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Friday, August 29, 2008. Puchu and the Barbie. When they reached home, Puchu and her Dad discovered that her Mom was not on the scooter. Both of them were extremely scared. What if she had fallen off somewhere on the way back? Puchu was beside herself with guilt. It had to be her fault. Mom was upset with her because of the Barbie and now she was lost! Puchu burst into tears. She didn't need the stupid Barbie. She wanted her Mom. Thursday, August 28, 2008. Puchu's lu...

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Pieces of me..: 8th January 2012

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Monday, January 9, 2012. Sitting in the open terrace in afra, on a breezy evening towards the wee hours in the night. I hv seen a certain goodness in you.the rest knowing u can always follow. I m a man of plain words. I know u here and there, but trust me, well enough for me to like you. And well, liking is always unconditional. Fondness is not decided, it just happens when your heart smiles to you.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). It is a beautiful day. Whispers frrom the 'heart'. Whenever a friend...

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Pieces of me..: IIT Kharagpur, BC Roy & Kgpians

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Monday, March 30, 2009. IIT Kharagpur, BC Roy and Kgpians. To be true, no comments. My views in this segment are so different that half the KGPians will give the worst of comments on this post (the taste of which I have already got from my close friends to whom I communicated my views :P ). Hopefully, I will be able to garner enough courage to post them soon. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). IIT Kharagpur, BC Roy and Kgpians. It is a beautiful day. Whispers frrom the 'heart'. FROM THE BYLANES OF LIFE.

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Pieces of me..: September 2008

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Saturday, September 13, 2008. A tiny hand craves for your finger,. He wants to hold them and nudge along. These little dark eyes look upon you,. They await that smile, that nod of your head. Like a little toddler,. With hope in his eyes. And that tremble in his words,. He extends his hands. To reach out to yours. He knows he is guilty,. He knows he hurt who cared the most,. He knows that things cant be forgotten,. He knows that he doesnt deserve forgiveness,. But, he repents. As you pass,. Even worse whe...

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Pieces of me..: May 2008

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Thursday, May 29, 2008. It is indeed a good world out there. It is indeed a good world out there. Be dependent. Be good. And, smile; for the world smiles, when you smile. But, my friend,. Only smile and only embrace. For, it is indeed a good world out there. Hope is what we live on. Hope is all we have. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). It is indeed a good world out there. It is a beautiful day. Whispers frrom the 'heart'. FROM THE BYLANES OF LIFE. Asymptotes, tangents and normals. Stay hungry, Stay foolish.

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Pieces of me..: April 2009

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009. The train journey with 350 aspiring people from across the country and the globe, transformed the way I looked at things. I saw the trust, the fire and the dreams in the eyes of these people, which inspired me to step ahead and break barriers. Have made some of the best friends that life can give, on this yatra. 18 days, a few role models, and you get a snapshot of an India, you never knew existed! This is my Yatra Story. Proud Yatri of the Tata Jagriti Yatra '08. It's ok, bunk...

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Pieces of me..: My Yatra Story

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Wednesday, April 15, 2009. The train journey with 350 aspiring people from across the country and the globe, transformed the way I looked at things. I saw the trust, the fire and the dreams in the eyes of these people, which inspired me to step ahead and break barriers. Have made some of the best friends that life can give, on this yatra. 18 days, a few role models, and you get a snapshot of an India, you never knew existed! This is my Yatra Story. Proud Yatri of the Tata Jagriti Yatra '08. It's ok, bunk...

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Pieces of me..: December 2008

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Friday, December 19, 2008. This one is going to be short. Real short. Something came to my mind, and it redefines the way I look at a feeling that I so often feel. Here I redefine loneliness (for myself). The feeling that you have when you want to be with a person but you cannot. This is the moment when no matter what happens, no matter what you are doing, no matter whom you are with (family, best friends, anyone and everyone), you will still feel lonely; you will still feel alone. Book a room in a 5-sta...

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Pieces of me..: July 2009

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Sunday, July 26, 2009. Just to find her! When I was a young boy, my momma said to me. There's only one girl in this world for you. And she probably lives in Tahiti. I'd go the whole wide world. I'd go the whole wide world). Just to find her. I'd go the whole wide world. I'd go the whole wide world). To find out where they hide her. Well maybe she's in the Bahamas. Where the Caribbean Sea is blue. Weepin' in a tropical moonlit night. Because nobody's talked about you. Just tryin' to pick up a girl. Nothin...

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Pieces of me..: June 2008

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Wednesday, June 4, 2008. Once upon a time. Once upon a time, son,. They used to laugh with their hearts. And laugh with their eyes;. But now they only laugh with their teeth,. While their ice-block-cold eyes. Search behind my shadow. There was time indeed. They used to shake hands with their hearts;. But that's gone, son. Now they shake hands without hearts. While their left hands search. They say, and when I come. At home, once, twice,. There will be no thrice- -. For then I find doors shut on me. My fe...

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INCIDENTS FROM PUCHU'S LIFE. FICTION. Friday, August 29, 2008. Puchu and the Barbie. When they reached home, Puchu and her Dad discovered that her Mom was not on the scooter. Both of them were extremely scared. What if she had fallen off somewhere on the way back? Puchu was beside herself with guilt. It had to be her fault. Mom was upset with her because of the Barbie and now she was lost! Puchu burst into tears. She didn't need the stupid Barbie. She wanted her Mom. Thursday, August 28, 2008. Puchu's lu...

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