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Scribbling Pad!!!: June 2013
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Sunday, June 16, 2013. When they talk. I listen. When I listen. I dont think. When I dont think. I don't contemplate. When I dont contemplate. I stop listening. When I stop listening. I seek solitude. When in Solitude. I feel peace. When in peace. I get disturbed. When disturbed. I see populaces. When I see people. They talk. When they talk. I listen. In a closed conversation conduit. Where scrutiny is raped. I shrug away as a wallflower. Afraid to hurt. to lose. Petrified to think. to respond. 3rd Trans...
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Scribbling Pad!!!: November 2011
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Monday, November 28, 2011. Itting leisurely in the coffee shop for the past 45 minutes, time seem to slip out of my hands, but I hardly bothered. I was alone but not lonely. What is the difference one may ask. Isn’t there a difference? The second black coffee was almost complete and I had already ordered for the third one, the boy who serves, was just peeping once in a while at my side, just to see if it was time to refill. It seemed to him that I was waiting for some one. was I? Yet I am pained! GOD and...
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Scribbling Pad!!!: Agony Aunt
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Saturday, July 23, 2011. If Agony Aunt means the one who solve others problems then this is not true about mine… I may have to rephrase it. My Aunt, my father’s sister was a small, fragile and lean old lady in appearance, any one seeing her for the first time, may ask me “This small lady is the agony aunt? I would say without beat of a second that she is indeed and is capable of many things…. On one such day in my 8. A sudden shout from my aunt, stopped my train of thoughts. The lady said with a smirk,.
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Scribbling Pad!!!: July 2011
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Saturday, July 30, 2011. My Awkward moments. - Part 2. After lot of thoughts I got yet another moment where I felt different. Death is a very sad event, but Philosophically speaking is it not the exit from one knowing into the unknown world. just like birth. and according to Gita, if a man has lead a righteous life (that is karma.) then death makes us closer to the supreme power! In a funeral, when I look at the dead person, and feel at peace just like looking at a sleeping child. Thursday, July 28, 2011.
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Neath My Heart: Plight Beyond Hope
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Sunday, 8 June 2014. Last Saturday I opened my Facebook and saw a quote uploaded by a fellow Fb friend. It read - "Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always". Every time I read it I like it very much. I always find it so meaningful. 8 June 2014 at 06:01. A tragic tale eased by Anindyas wonderful gesture. 8 June 2014 at 06:03. Very true.everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. be kind. always. 8 June 2014 at 08:07. I cannot describe the feeling in...
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Neath My Heart: Life Is More Precious
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Thursday, 20 August 2015. Life Is More Precious. Rita waited for her husband's return home from work, with his favourite food ready to be served. Her seven years old daughter was asleep while her two years old bubbly daughter was still awake. Rita was cheerful after days because her husband Krishna promised her the other day that he will give up drinking, that too swearing on his daughters. The neighbourhood boys had caught hold of the old man and after a good thrashing handing him to the police. How can...
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Scribbling Pad!!!: Why do they gossip?
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Friday, February 3, 2012. Why do they gossip? Sometimes a belief created in a lifetime, just tumbles down in a moment and that moment of realization is really like a hard slap in the face. I once believed that "Men don't gossip" the belief that got stronger and stronger because of the men I met in my life. because of the people I got along with, until one day the devil showed its face. and God! Right from the olden days we associate gossips to women. So is it unmanly to gossip? Say it to a women and it w...
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Scribbling Pad!!!: July 2013
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Sunday, July 28, 2013. But during college days one painting of mine became a sensation. I was suspended from college for that. It took me a long time again to draw, I was no hero, to start again like a rebelling revolutionist. I was a normal person with raw emotions, and the impact of the incident shook me to an extend that I felt as they expected. I thought, what I did indeed was no art. Friday, July 26, 2013. Hush dont cry.". You left me. ". But I came back for you! I missed you. Did you? Nope I am con...
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Scribbling Pad!!!: December 2011
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Saturday, December 24, 2011. Louder they croak, harder I shriek. Shielding my ears tight, praying for spare hands. Where reasoning is a God made blunder. This is humanities extreme stupid peril. They create. they demand. they stuff it up my head. They forget to follow it. labeling it as rules. In it I lost everything I had. gone and depleted. But it survived in the flimsy thinning paper. It stayed arrogant, bossing the mightier humans. In hands that are obscured to truth. They tagged me a rebel. By Reaso...
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