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The Big Goan - Goa Holiday Blog: Goan Global convention asserts for Goa Identity
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The Big Goan - Goa Holiday Blog. Holiday in Goa, cheap hotels in Goa, five star hotels in Goa, charter flights to Goa, 3 star hotels in Goa. Goa government tells PIOs to follow RTI act. Goan Global convention asserts for Goa Identity. Goa tourism to keep watch on beaches at night. Goans to converge in UK for Global Goans conventio. Goa tourism Projects seek expression of interest. Goan newspaper circulation in Goa. View my complete profile. Goa government tells PIOs to follow RTI act. From the Middle East.
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: Khuda Kahan Hai (Where is God?) - The Quest
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Saturday, August 16, 2014. Khuda Kahan Hai (Where is God? And here I fancied myself as the eternal Sadhak. Here is the story, in her words:. These three poets are legendary in Urdu literature as also their following couplets. The poets Ghalib (1797-1869), Iqbal (1877-1938) and Faraz (1931-2008) present their views on the universality of God in the couplets. It was not a feud. At best you can call it a poetic difference of opinion by intellectual and witty minds, spread across centuries. Thank you Mini...
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Lillian @ Poetry: Advertising Cloud 9
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Friday, June 12, 2009. The horizon in shades of green,. Water tanks, blue and black,. Clothes of all hues waving in the breeze. Cloud 9 advertising its services,. Who would think, it would need to? But it does,. You can connect with me in a number of ways. Add me to your Google circle. I blog at http:/ lilliandcosta. Like the Facebook page of my homestay facility - GoaAllYear - https:/ www.facebook.com/. Follow me on Twitter - https:/ twitter.com/. Have a great day,. View my complete profile.
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: June 2011
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Thursday, June 9, 2011. You just hound people down using your towering size and matching sound box," said my friend Mathew to me when I told him that I had yelled at the kids and come down hard on them. Cannot remember what it was but the old boy was rather scathing in the clipping that he gave me online. This little poem was my response to that! Oh ye of little faith. Ne’er a word can I say. That’d make thee believe. For I am but a mother. With responsibility unlike ether. Lest they run asunder. Hyperbo...
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: August 2010
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Thursday, August 26, 2010. The Romance of Want. Population explosion played a very significant role in my life too. The genesis of this lies in the fact that my parents (read Father), decided on only one kid, as their solution to the burgeoning population! 8221; you may exclaim given the botched up lives a whole lot of our brethren lead. That’s the script that the Universe handed out to me. You just got to get those piles of petitions off the desk! However, that does not stop me from wishing, wondering a...
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: September 2013
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Thursday, September 19, 2013. And there it was. As in the yard. Where the graves lie. Where once there was. If there is such a thing. The sound of the ocean waves. For it is the blood. And that which you created. With love and passion. In the bloody grave. If only to be. To make you feel. Or so you think. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Yours in friendship and the universal human spirit,. I am still trying to figure myself out. A loony Cancerian, tough Mom, free spirit, passionate about my beliefs. My articl...
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: Dead Sea and its Tantalizing Spell
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Friday, October 3, 2014. Dead Sea and its Tantalizing Spell. Travel to the Land of the Dead Sea? What was the point of being a tourist if I did not take pictures! Took a few with my cellphone and each picture inspired a few lines. Have been meaning to blog it for quite some time now. Here they are. Nothing can quite capture the beauty of the Dead Sea.my Geography textbooks did not do it any justice. It drew me close as if about to share a secret. And those gleaming lights.they laugh at my naivete! Hope y...
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: February 2011
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Saturday, February 26, 2011. Note: Image courtesy Google Images -. Christ of the Abyss. Saturday, February 19, 2011. Knifing my heart,. You have fine tuned it. Into a perfect art. Is it as easy as it seems? You know I have nothing,. If I don't have you. What made me give you. To break down my walls. I will never know. You are the only one,. I ever really made. It's a love,. That's been through lifetimes. And will be into eternity! But why is it that. Only I feel so? How much longer,. Will I have to wait.
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BOOKS AND BEYOND: March 2011
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Tuesday, March 15, 2011. Anthems and Growing Up. 8220;The years teach much which the days never knew.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson. I have never really gone with the anthem, “18 till die”. More the one moment in time or its my life kinda girl. Greatest love of all by Whitney Houston inspires me.The Top Gun Anthem is my all time favourite. Exhilarating! Well, I have gotten to a stage where I have no time or patience for crap. Especially when you have a brat at home to deal with. Try stepping into the wa...Now i...
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Lillian @ Poetry: April 2009
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Saturday, April 25, 2009. Oh why does my soul refuse to rest. It bounds up,. Like there were thorns that pricked its underside. Oh my soul has a bloody breast. That longs to rest,. But somehow each night is day. In its unending search to run away. Wednesday, April 22, 2009. I stare out,. As the orange-pink of sunset. Fades away into silhouettes,. Large dark trees, rise up. And the cold road leads away. The breeze whips at my face,. The curtains buffeted in the strong wind,. My heart feels the same,.
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