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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: mai best frend...
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Monday, March 23, 2009. Her naime is Koel. She s 19 yers old.tre yers yungr t me. but we ar best frends. she levs t saime boks as I do.ar favrit bok s 'totochan'. my moma yused t reed it fur mi. ar musik taists difer tho. she levs rok! Oooh but she s reel fun. she kin maike u laf. kry. just as it soots her. n i cant eva furgit t taimes wen she has bin ther fur mi. U thought it was:.
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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: December 2008
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Tuesday, December 23, 2008. Fly like the eagle bird. U thought it was:. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Clever Girl Goes Blog. Clever Girl Writes Books. Inconsequensial annonymity.or however it is spelt. Episode 4: In which I fight militant dishes.and lose. A whiff of you. Photographing Water Drops - O'Reilly Digital Media Blog. Fly like the eagle bird. View my complete profile.
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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: Broken shells
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Friday, February 06, 2009. So thin the layer was, I shivered. So much that my teeth fell off. And I was turned into this old lady. I stared at myself in the mirror. Stared at this apparition. A shell of who I was once upon a time. And saw the crack on the shell. All that I had left. Of this me. who was once more me than me. The cracks frighten me. But I am a realist. U thought it was:.
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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: November 2008
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Thursday, November 13, 2008. The whistle sounded. The people on the platform started moving to my right. They were all moving in the same way. Only I sat still. in the train. I looked at them pass by and I smiled. I took a book; flipped its pages. And my mind drifted. 8221; The dog ran to meet him, whoever he was. And somehow I remember thinking of that voice. again and again. 8220;Fa...
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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: a girl...
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Monday, March 23, 2009. I heard a big bang to my left. i jerked my head to see what it was. and then i saw her. a tiny, brown girl with matted hair and large eyes. a shopkeeper was shouting at her. she just looked on. I tried to hold her hand. she jerked it from me. i paid for the damage. she didnt react. just looked on. U thought it was:. March 24, 2009 at 12:05 PM. Dear i.t: :.
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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: September 2008
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Friday, September 19, 2008. When it was dry. Was sucked back up. U thought it was:. Tuesday, September 16, 2008. A word of advice. I discovered i love blogging. i was in quite a bad mood today. and i suddenly felt like scribbling to vent my frustration.and so here i am! I was actually feelin quite discouraged earlier abt my blog. i mean. nobody even cared! U thought it was:. Unspoken ...
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self discovery is exciting..and scary too..: subtle falsities
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Self discovery is exciting.and scary too. I need to organise the clutter in my mind.this is just the cupboard i am using. Friday, April 09, 2010. Subtle shades of jealousy, painted red hundred times over. Masking it with the sparingly understood word of compassion, false compassion. Subtle shades of sadness painted yellow hundred times over. Not brave enough to trust that people might understand for once. Subtle shades of pure joy, painted black hundred times over. Thus sayeth a wise philosopher.
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verdura...: August 2010
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Friday, August 27, 2010. The silences in between. 8220;I’ll just be back.”. She stopped midway into her packing, grabbed a duppatta and rushed out. Her roommate had hardly enough time to react. She came to room A-4 and stared at the door. Two hand prints stared back at her. One blue, big and sprawling, and another orange, a little smaller and a little distorted. The two thumbs overlapped each other. She hesitated and then knocked. 8220;Come in.it’s not locked.”. Is it even available? 8220;sigh. But k...
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verdura...: A new member
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Sunday, August 14, 2011. Since he is a part of everything I do. Is now a co-author of Verdura. Not that he has not been contributing already. Anamika has been ghost writing some pieces for Manu :). U mean our manu? August 15, 2011 at 3:22 PM. ദാസന് കൂഴക്കോട്. Congrats and good luck! August 15, 2011 at 3:24 PM. I dont know who you are. so I dont know which Manu you are talking about! August 15, 2011 at 6:54 PM. August 15, 2011 at 6:54 PM. August 15, 2011 at 10:04 PM. August 16, 2011 at 10:06 AM. 8220;You...
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verdura...: Brave attempts
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Thursday, August 4, 2011. Searching, it found not,. I asked, whose but mine,. Not lonely, but rejoiced plainly,. In love not lost, neither found,. But i traveled all along. All the time you need. Is all but more. I'll wait for you. To be with you. To love with you. Bound by sweat and love. And forever time and again. The breath will hold and forever it will last. Not love, but life. To be loved,. All things right, left alone. Mused on the wall a dream,. To care for. to die for. Left alone, to be hardened,.