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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: May 2006
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Sunday, May 07, 2006. A picture speaks one thousand words. Thus wrote Suganya @ 11:14 PM. Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India. Casual person with deep passion about things/people i like. View my complete profile. A few cool links. Is pen mightier than the keyboard? Indian Space Program – The Way to Go. Reflecting the inner me. Ils appellent ça un accident (they call it an acci. A picture speaks one thousand words. The Trip to the Capital. My Birthdate: October 6.
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: May 2005
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Monday, May 23, 2005. My last blog was about joining hostel and homesickness. Now here I am after three long months of hostel life. Phew.learnt a lot of things. the most important thing being how to overcome homesickness.though I thought I was quite normal from the beginning, my friends figured some paleness in me. Maybe face. The index of mind. Gradually, I transformed into a typical hostel girl.:-). Did I forget anything? Yes, of course! Thus wrote Suganya @ 4:04 PM.
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: January 2005
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Sunday, January 23, 2005. I'm not tat good at writing poems but occationally I try to put in words wat I feel. This is the first poem i wrote in my life when i was 14. I wrote this for my best friend.in fact the word best is an understatement when i think of my friendship with her.but only memories remain now. Just like the breeze that kisses you and me,. Into my heart from my eyes you entered through;. Not like the breeze, that passes away,. Thus wrote Suganya @ 5:04 AM.
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: October 2005
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Monday, October 10, 2005. The temples are jam-packed throughout the day and people spend the whole day waiting on a never-ending queue with the costliest 'archanai ticket', only to be beleaguered by the 'archagar' at the place of darshan. Is this all really necessary? I'm not really emphasizing on certain views or something like tat. I'm jus trying to find the correct (or atleast the most probable) answers. Thus wrote Suganya @ 2:46 PM. Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India. An idea...
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: June 2005
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Thursday, June 23, 2005. Twas the third day of my training,. I woke up without the alarm screaming,. Waking up early is still paining. Well I guess enough of this whining. This morning I washed my hair,. As the port had made it dry n dirty. I opened the windows to allow the air. Letting my hair n breeze flirting. Everyone was there but me. And I made my every day’s pledge. Tomorrow on time will I be. By eight I shall have crossed the bridge. Bickering about all n all.
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: February 2005
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Monday, February 28, 2005. Small things do matter. THE ONLY WAY TO OVERCOME A PROBLEM IS WALKING THROUGH IT. I couldn’t forget a sms I received at that very jiffy from a buddy,. When you feel forlorn, when your heart is subjugated with sorrows, when your eyes are filled with tears, remember one thing,. I’m there with you,. Still with you,. Thus wrote Suganya @ 6:18 AM. Sunday, February 27, 2005. The dark is always followed by dawn. Thus wrote Suganya @ 5:10 PM. Reflecting...
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: July 2006
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Sunday, July 30, 2006. I m on my boat now. Leaving my home land, home n you. The wind brushes against my face. Last time I realized this. You were with me. I always knew you loved me. Have I lost you. For a hundredth time. No’ says a small voice within. Yes’ screams the whole world. Making me deaf, making me blind. Making me lose all my senses. I open my eyes, I can’t see a thing. All is fair in love and war. But love is not fair. When there is war. My name is changed.
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: August 2006
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Thursday, August 24, 2006. Ils appellent ça un accident (they call it an accident). Venue: college parking lot. G2 driving with g1 behind). Wats this thing tats hitting my leg. G2: it s the helmet dear. G1: why don’t u wear this hardware to protect your software (giggling). G1: kkiee.here v go. G1 proudly and little hesitantly take the driver’s seat. After a few seconds. G2: y don’t u drive? G1: I’m wait ing for the traffic to clear a bit. G2: (encouragingly) hey go ahead.
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve: April 2006
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The Vista of Dawn - My Pensieve. Saturday, April 08, 2006. The Trip to the Capital. It was supposed to be a wats-more-important sorta presentationWellwe also presented our. The Indira Gandhi memorial reminded me of her life and the saying When the going gets tough, the tough gets going. Was remarkably composed. She was our presenter Great! Thus wrote Suganya @ 11:54 AM. Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India. Casual person with deep passion about things/people i like. View my complete profile. A few cool links.
