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6/66, Inner Circle Drive: Conversations with an imaginary lover
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6/66, Inner Circle Drive. Retractable claws and shedding fur. Wednesday, March 6, 2013. Conversations with an imaginary lover. 8220;Did you know you can kill someone with 2 roshogollas? 8221; “With love.”. Roared by the Royal Bengal Tigress. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Grains of Sand in the Litter Bin. Agony Aunt of the Penguins. Bury, not praise him! Mary, Mother of God. Slap her, she's Naaz! Conversations with an imaginary lover. I might be an alcoholic. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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6/66, Inner Circle Drive: May 2009
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6/66, Inner Circle Drive. Retractable claws and shedding fur. Sunday, May 24, 2009. I want to defenestrate some people. Roared by the Royal Bengal Tigress. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Grains of Sand in the Litter Bin. Agony Aunt of the Penguins. Bury, not praise him! Mary, Mother of God. Slap her, she's Naaz! Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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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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6/66, Inner Circle Drive: October 2008
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6/66, Inner Circle Drive. Retractable claws and shedding fur. Monday, October 20, 2008. Hum To Aise Hain Bhaiyya. Why is my life like one perpetual bad hair day? Why do I have painful corns under my feet? Why did I watch Laaga Chunari Mein Daag. It is questions like these that keep me awake at night. Well. Not really. And it gets worse. My arms are now fat. Roared by the Royal Bengal Tigress. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Grains of Sand in the Litter Bin. Agony Aunt of the Penguins. Bury, not praise him!
