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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: 18 till I die
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Thursday, March 20, 2008. 18 till I die. I wanna be young the rest of my life. Never say no - try anything twice. Till the angels come and ask me to fly. I'm gonna be 18 till I die - 18 till I die". What is it about growing old that tinkers us all the time? Thats when I realize, there is something like that too left. No offense to anyone, but I actually think that people who ask me this question and who are not married are actually confused at the idea of a marriage. Going close to 30 is considered as "y...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: December 2007
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Sunday, December 16, 2007. The Great Indian Railways. If at all I wanted to write something amazing in my life, it had to be about my journeys on Indian Railways. It brings into me a sense of belongingness and excitement that is incomparable with anything else. I have travelled in the best berths in the second AC, where the only people you find when you get in are either elderly couples who if you start talking, will praise their sons to death or young newly married couples who stare at you if you turn y...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: Ticket to US of A
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Monday, October 27, 2008. Ticket to US of A. I shall be telling this with a sigh. Somewhere ages and ages hence:. Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,. I took the one less traveled by,. And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost (The Road not Taken). Under and over each other as if they are strings of a kite as seen in our kite festivals. Am I writing about the Transport system of countries? No, Now here goes the actual story. I don't know, I never understood though. May be you can help me. After...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: Gastronomic Journey - Montreal
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Monday, October 13, 2008. Gastronomic Journey - Montreal. So its been close to 18 months in Montreal and according to reports coming in, my gastronomic journey has not added even a kilo of weight extra to my body from what it was when I landed here. Now is this the problem of the food I ate or it is the way the food gets settled in my body.hmm a tricky question indeed. Let me start of with apna Indian food. A variety of restaurants dot across various parts of Montreal which goes to prove that Indian food...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: October 2007
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Tuesday, October 23, 2007. Wanted to write this from a long time now.No Time! Is a common excuse normally given but then, that is not the case here. Just did not have the intent to sit and write something is the real reason. But I will have to accept the fact that I was afraid for sure. The intermediate stop during the flight was London Heathrow. Nah, how can that be, I am not in India. Turned back just in case it was someone, aah,. As if I know the nook and corners of montreal. India" I replied proudly.
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: May 2009
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Thursday, May 28, 2009. I open my arms far and wide to hold the whole wide sky,. I open my heart to the tiny droplets that refresh my skin so dry,. I jump like a grasshopper forgetting all sense of social belonging,. I let my heart behold the moment in a sense of total fleeing. The first thing that come to my mind when I think about rain has to be pakodas(mmmmm). Imagine sitting on a chair in the balcony, chating with my sister with rain lashing down outside and you have that lip-smaking pakodas made...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: October 2008
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Monday, October 27, 2008. Ticket to US of A. I shall be telling this with a sigh. Somewhere ages and ages hence:. Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,. I took the one less traveled by,. And that has made all the difference. Robert Frost (The Road not Taken). Under and over each other as if they are strings of a kite as seen in our kite festivals. Am I writing about the Transport system of countries? No, Now here goes the actual story. I don't know, I never understood though. May be you can help me. After...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: When It Rains!!!!
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Thursday, May 28, 2009. I open my arms far and wide to hold the whole wide sky,. I open my heart to the tiny droplets that refresh my skin so dry,. I jump like a grasshopper forgetting all sense of social belonging,. I let my heart behold the moment in a sense of total fleeing. The first thing that come to my mind when I think about rain has to be pakodas(mmmmm). Imagine sitting on a chair in the balcony, chating with my sister with rain lashing down outside and you have that lip-smaking pakodas made...
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Close Encounters of the Third Kind: Why did Gandhi Die?
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Wednesday, January 30, 2008. Why did Gandhi Die? Which may be translated as "Oh God"]. These are widely believed to be Gandhi's last words after he was shot. I choose to write something about a man who lived his life in a way that made millions follow him and who left a legacy that was worth following even after his death. Jawaharlal Nehru addressed the nation through radio:. But why did Gandhi die? Why do we kill each other? Something for this generation to ponder about. Hope they do that soon! Your old...
