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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: Ages since I wrote
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Sunday, September 20, 2009. Ages since I wrote. Its been ages since I wrote. Wrote on this blog, wrote just for writing, wrote for the relief of it, wrote for the release or even for pleasure. I don’t really remember when last I did the latter. Others write. For all of these reasons. On blogs, on emails, on smses. Pas moi. 8212; mon semblable,. 8212; mon frère! A girl. Temperamental. Given to mood swings and fits of laughter. View my complete profile. Mood of the moment. A frog jumps in. How can I bear.
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: Regretting blues
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Friday, April 24, 2009. When people are upset, the necessity to justify that emotion, I notice becomes a lot greater than the necessity to justify a happy emotion. Almost like, people are sorry that they are unhappy. I returned home a couple of days ago to find NFM with red watery eyes, red watery nose, red mouth. You have been crying? Ok have you eaten? Cool do you want to watch Devil Wears Prada? No some other time maybe". I enter my room, change, wash, then hit the kitchen to get grub. NFM follows.
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: what would you eat..
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Sunday, June 21, 2009. What would you eat. Over some bad food served at the office canteen, we discussed what our favourite foods would be. Responses stemmed from chaat, mangoes. to whatever mother makes, on an empty stomach, all foods become exciting. When my turn came, i was at a loss for words. not because I don't have a favourite food, but because the moment I thought of 'favourite food', there were atleat a dozen foods that cluttered my mind. 8212; mon semblable,. 8212; mon frère! Mood of the moment.
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: while i wait patiently (and starvingly)
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Monday, June 22, 2009. While i wait patiently (and starvingly). For my guests to arrive to my housewarming*, let me take you through a 'book tour' of the house. When You enter my house, directly facing you is a corner book case. These are books that I have declared boring/ repulsive/ idiotic/ pointless/ faff/ etc. But of course I will not tell you that. Corridor corner book case. Just then (you are still standing about half a metre away from the door - you just entered remember? Corridor small book case.
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: Hunger
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Monday, April 27, 2009. Is like that spoilt tantrum throwing child. He refuses to wait for an instant to be satisfied. Now! He demands. And you know you have to give in. You look around in desparation - something quick, something that will keep him quiet- atleast for sometime while you concentrate on other things. Then there is hunger. for belonging, for company, for stability, for money, for peace, happiness and love. Labels: hypotheses of life. 8212; mon semblable,. 8212; mon frère! Mood of the moment.
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: Room with a view
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Saturday, June 27, 2009. Room with a view. I wake up first at about 6 in the morning. Stay awake for a bit. Then I slip back into more dreamless, senseless sleep. 8212; mon semblable,. 8212; mon frère! A girl. Temperamental. Given to mood swings and fits of laughter. View my complete profile. Mood of the moment. A frog jumps in. The Incorrigible's Nth site. Room with a view. While i wait patiently (and starvingly). What would you eat. Catching on to the last of May. The world asks of us. How can I bear.
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!
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Saturday, August 01, 2009. I don't know what to write). Some people are doomed to a lifetime of unhappinesses. I am one of them. there is no point in even blaming Big G. He does not exist. He is not even on my side anyway. Ever. So much that I can do right.). 8212; mon semblable,. 8212; mon frère! A girl. Temperamental. Given to mood swings and fits of laughter. View my complete profile. Mood of the moment. A frog jumps in. The Incorrigible's Nth site. Beware, I bite. A poem to mark the day. MY candle bu...
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: This and that
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Tuesday, August 04, 2009. After a long time, I went back to a favourite writer. Ishiguro. This. Is what I just started reading. The first few pages reminded me of my childhood – grand dreams and plans of 'when I grow up'. My Zorro type heroine was the princess of the dark nights. Enacted out in daylight and when alone (with all costume details being imaginary), here I was swashbuckling across horizons, galloping away. fighting 'baddies'. Big G bashing follows]. This is not the greatest piece of writing t...
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: A poem to mark the day
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Thursday, August 13, 2009. A poem to mark the day. The song of mehitabel. This is the song of mehitabel. Of mehitabel the alley cat. As i wrote you before boss. Mehitabel is a believer. Theory of the transmigration. Of the soul and she claims. That formerly her spirit. Was incarnated in the body. That was a long time ago. And one must not be. Has forgotten some of her. I have had my ups and downs. Yesterday sceptres and crowns. Fried oysters and velvet gowns. And today i herd with bums. And i end with my...
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Hypocrite lecteur,— mon semblable, — mon frère!: i wonder wander
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Tuesday, June 23, 2009. Through the blog world. a new blog has been set up. Should I link to it from here? Nah not for now. 8212; mon semblable,. 8212; mon frère! A girl. Temperamental. Given to mood swings and fits of laughter. View my complete profile. Mood of the moment. A frog jumps in. The Incorrigible's Nth site. Room with a view. While i wait patiently (and starvingly). What would you eat. Catching on to the last of May. The world asks of us. Only the strength we have and we give it. How can I bear.
