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Singing in the rain
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February 26, 2009. This blog has been inactive for more than a year now. And I never thought that I would be inspired to start it up again. However, the atrocity of the crimes committed against women should be enough for most Indians with even a slightly modern point of view to get up and voice their opinion through any channel or medium available to them. First, there was Mangalore. Then Bangalore. And then Bangalore again. And again. And again. Where will this end? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Tartrazina: November 2005
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Wednesday, November 30, 2005. We got a ticket to ride! Finally, finally, finally! Tickets to Goa have been bought. well we still have to get return tkts, but atleast we'll be there for sure! Even more excited now that tickets are in hand! Well I've given up on my quest to lose weight - NO, I'm not saying I'll stop going to the gym, all I'm saying is, "so what if I don't have a bikini-bod! I sure can swim! And go skinny too perhaps! And in her old age, has taken it upon herself to find me a husband! So no...
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Singing in the rain: Ch-ch-ch-changes
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December 02, 2007. Phew, six months or thereabouts has gone by since my last post. Here I am, sitting in a new country which I now call "home". Here I am, in cold blustery weather that makes me finally understand what James Herriot was talking about. Here I am, writing in my blog after so long when really I know that if I don't finish my management essay I will be well and truly rogered. They say change is a good thing. I answer back with "who says so? And how much change? 4:39 PM, December 02, 2007.
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Bananarana: December 2005
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Saturday, December 17, 2005. Its strange how in a time of crisis, one tends to zero in and fixate on seemingly irrelevant and prosaic things. Like running through a forest, being chased by something you don't even have the courage to look back at, and worrying about stepping on a thorn. Posted by Bananarana @ 11:17 AM. Wednesday, December 07, 2005. Blog Clog and Corporate Conundrums. Has Anyone Seen My Gruntles? But that not the point. I’d give my right arm for a road trip right now. Rat, the major influ...
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Bananarana: April 2006
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Friday, April 21, 2006. I don’t mean to go off on a philosophical tangent, but I guess it’s something I need to get my mind around as well. Save enough money to fund myself through a specialized programme in palliative care and get back to it in time. So, I’m a bit confused. It’s not an ‘evolved’ field? Don’t people die all the time? What constitutes evolution when it comes to death? And why is death something to tip toe around? And watch the breath of God. To be your breath;. To be your nature. The best...
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Singing in the rain: July 2006
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July 19, 2006. Blogspot is apparently now banned in India! I'm guessing its temporary but still. As always, when confronted with something that I cannot do, I immediately want to do it all the more. Oh well, I think I've found my reason to start blogging all over again. Links to this post. July 06, 2006. And so I missed the month of June. It's been a crazy eventful month though. To sum it up, over the past one month I have caused two boys to fight over me. Travelled in a second-class compartment. You're ...
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Bananarana: September 2006
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Friday, September 29, 2006. Another excuse to talk about myself. Tagged by the Sac. Easiest way to unclog the blog. 8 Things about myself. Hmmmmmm. Momentary digression for baby update. its been a little over a month.). I want to bite her! 4 Everytime I go up to a really high place, like the top of a building, or to a lighthouse or something, I have to stay away from the edge, not because I'm afraid of heights, but because I'm overtaken by this urge to jump. Not to my death, don't be silly! Ok, I must ta...
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Bananarana: June 2006
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Friday, June 23, 2006. Woke up in a truly foul mood this morning. A very common occurrence off late. And quite upsetting. I’ve always been proud of the fact that one of the few things I CAN do on a daily basis is wake up happy. Well, it’s been a harsh fact for me to face I’m a grouch. Came across an article on a new vaccine, Gardasil, being developed for the prevention of Cervical Cancer, entitled Is it a vaccine or a virginity test? If detected early, Cervical cancer can be arrested and a full recovery ...
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Singing in the rain: May 2007
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May 18, 2007. Wrote this a couple of months ago. Will need to write the sequels shortly. This morning as I was driving to work I had the sudden inexplicable urge to write something. Its funny how it always happens at the most inopportunate times. By the time I've reached somewhere where I can lay my hands on a pen and a paper, I've forgotten all the wonderful perfectly bloggable thoughts that are running through my head at the time. One of the most beautiful sunsets I've ever seen. Of this. And all i...
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Bananarana: November 2005
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005. It took a stranger to sense them. to make me see. The grieving process is far from over. It has barely begun. We had left so many things untouched, just the way you had left them. They still hold your essence and I don’t want to change that. But maybe it would have upset you to see them left that way. To see us clutching at straws like this. Maybe it’s finally time for us to let you move on. Posted by Bananarana @ 6:15 PM. Anyway. without much further ado. Sneak out of the off...
