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Flickering Cursor, The: March 2010

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Saturday, 20 March 2010. It’s become fashionable to deride reality shows. And, going by what little I see of them on screen, I’d say mostly deservingly so. Until, amidst the entire melee, I chance upon the actual performances. All talent we managed to get was to write codes, or copy, or legal letters or whatever. Some of us can even roll our tongues sideways. Really? Here’s your trophy. It’s a win-win situation for all. EXCEPT YOU. Posted by Flickering Cursor. Links to this post. The India Uncut Blog.

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Flickering Cursor, The: A walk-on part in a cage.

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Saturday, 22 May 2010. A walk-on part in a cage. Years ago, you made a choice. Against the current; against the grain; staring right into the sun. Putting on your rebel shades. Flaunting your mutinous tattoo. Walking straight down the Floydian path. Posted by Flickering Cursor. I relate to this. 24 May 2010 at 18:18. And it was so much more comfortable to sip your old monk and go with the flow. 28 May 2010 at 18:31. Tx for dropping by. Curious about the name though. WHY? 1 June 2010 at 11:44.

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Flickering Cursor, The: September 2009

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Thursday, 24 September 2009. Whoa There’s that Beamer. Used to dream of it. Not anymore. Life’s been good without it. I can hear the chimes. It’s six already? Always thought there’d be more to it. Just go with the flow, I guess. Friends are great. Friends kick you in the butt when you’re wrong. Or, even, sometimes when you’re not. But that don’t matter. They’re friends, at the end of the day. I still love him. I think I know why he did it. I probably deserved it. Where are the flashes? Yeah You start off...

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Flickering Cursor, The: No manjhe naahi

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Sunday, 20 February 2011. Location: Comm. Street signal (seems to be a jinxfully eventful place for me). I'm on my bike w/family. Cops doing their drunken-driving-check routine. I was clean, so didn't have much to worry about. One cop stops us, comes near. Of course he doesn't have the breathalyzer. Gets kissing distance to my face, and asks. Cop sniffs; grins a bit, shakes his head, and walks away. I immediately realize what I just said. And ride away without telling the wife what (really) happened.

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Flickering Cursor, The: The Curse of µ

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Tuesday, 11 January 2011. The Curse of µ. I used to be a keen believer of the permanent age. Theory; having nicely settled into the late 20s for long. Turns out, it was a myth. Ceaseless erosion has caused the brain to lose a few wrinkles (only to reappear under the eyes). The attrition has had less to do with declining intelligence, rather lesser fuck-giving. Reading, exploring, the pleasure of learning something new – everything has given way to a meek surrender to the Maslow’s triangle&#46...It probab...

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Flickering Cursor, The: January 2011

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Tuesday, 11 January 2011. The Curse of µ. I used to be a keen believer of the permanent age. Theory; having nicely settled into the late 20s for long. Turns out, it was a myth. Ceaseless erosion has caused the brain to lose a few wrinkles (only to reappear under the eyes). The attrition has had less to do with declining intelligence, rather lesser fuck-giving. Reading, exploring, the pleasure of learning something new – everything has given way to a meek surrender to the Maslow’s triangle&#46...It probab...

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Flickering Cursor, The: February 2011

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Sunday, 20 February 2011. Location: Comm. Street signal (seems to be a jinxfully eventful place for me). I'm on my bike w/family. Cops doing their drunken-driving-check routine. I was clean, so didn't have much to worry about. One cop stops us, comes near. Of course he doesn't have the breathalyzer. Gets kissing distance to my face, and asks. Cop sniffs; grins a bit, shakes his head, and walks away. I immediately realize what I just said. And ride away without telling the wife what (really) happened.

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Flickering Cursor, The: June 2010

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Wednesday, 2 June 2010. A thorn by any other name would still be a prick. If a junior copywriter had come to me, wet ears and all, with that name for a new social media website, i would have thrown the book on his face. Fortunately, that didn't happen with the branding copyguy IRL, and thence we have facebook. Branding, or more specifically, naming of the brand is probably the most overrated, and subsequently the hardest aspect of all things advertising. Doesn't even sound attributical. More like an ...

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Flickering Cursor, The: May 2010

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Saturday, 22 May 2010. A walk-on part in a cage. Years ago, you made a choice. Against the current; against the grain; staring right into the sun. Putting on your rebel shades. Flaunting your mutinous tattoo. Walking straight down the Floydian path. Posted by Flickering Cursor. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A walk-on part in a cage. The India Uncut Blog. Blues over troubled waters. The files of agent green glass. A Monk In Hot Water. View my complete profile. Subscribe in a reader.

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Flickering Cursor, The: A thorn by any other name would still be a prick.

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Wednesday, 2 June 2010. A thorn by any other name would still be a prick. If a junior copywriter had come to me, wet ears and all, with that name for a new social media website, i would have thrown the book on his face. Fortunately, that didn't happen with the branding copyguy IRL, and thence we have facebook. Branding, or more specifically, naming of the brand is probably the most overrated, and subsequently the hardest aspect of all things advertising. Doesn't even sound attributical. More like an ...