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I am not here to make a difference.<br> Instead, I would sum it up for you <br> So that it is easy to tread <br> Knowing what I went through.<br>
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Musings of a wanderer: Good qualities
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Musings of a wanderer. I am not here to make a difference. Instead,I would sum it up for you. So that it is easy to tread. Knowing what I went through. Sunday, June 14, 2015. The way the room reacts when he walks in. The way she gracefully handles a situation. The way they have a huge capacity to bear. So much of stupidity. The list goes on of. The good qualities in the people around. I try to apply the old parental maxim:. Don't be foolish, learn from others, and. Around, front loaded with good qualities.
Musings of a wanderer: She said Oh
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Musings of a wanderer. I am not here to make a difference. Instead,I would sum it up for you. So that it is easy to tread. Knowing what I went through. Saturday, June 20, 2015. And later explained that. It is that feeling between Yes and No. And I should stand still like a statue. In a mythology and she will turn up. By the end of the story and touch me. With a golden whip and spring me to life. I should hold on, she said, to the pedestal that. I am screwed to. Unable to move or improve. How easy it is.
Musings of a wanderer: May 2015
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Musings of a wanderer. I am not here to make a difference. Instead,I would sum it up for you. So that it is easy to tread. Knowing what I went through. Friday, May 29, 2015. We now sit at the ends of a protrusile table. Unspooling the threads of our own stories. Earlier, in a poetry reading we placed all our. Cards on the table, showing some and. Telling some. Much noise then, as opinions. Got entangled into a spaghetti of nonsense. I could feel the tug as you fished me out. Links to this post. Of things...
Musings of a wanderer: March 2014
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Musings of a wanderer. I am not here to make a difference. Instead,I would sum it up for you. So that it is easy to tread. Knowing what I went through. Friday, March 21, 2014. Stand up to the stars. The shower corners me into a tiny alcove. Of thoughts. The cold jet is harsh:. An experience pouring down. And I sift. Through the onslaught of beady thoughts. For a split second there, I realize something:. My position of insignificance in this universe,. How cosmos expands all around the shower head! View m...
Musings of a wanderer: October 2014
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Musings of a wanderer. I am not here to make a difference. Instead,I would sum it up for you. So that it is easy to tread. Knowing what I went through. Sunday, October 19, 2014. Loneliness in high places. It all started with spotting a planet. At the edge of a hill on a moonless night. Soon, clouds obliged our wishes, stood off. And even shrunk under their weight. The stars punctured the sky and. Sparkle from an eternal road gave itself off. To our eyes scanning in earnest. But the road stood still.
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An account of loving | ...Until then.
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March 22, 2013. An account of loving. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 1:38 am. He asked to and I heard. His heart, first from the left. Then from the right. Painfully craning such that. The heaviness of my head. Then I began to count. Sheep as heart sounds,. White, long-haired,. Jumping over a square fence. Breathing his scent,. Molecule by dying molecule, thought;. Much more than love;. We demand of one another,. One, long, uninterrupted dream. Finished with smooth rounded corners.
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Letters to Twilight: Share
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Posted by Sanket Rathod. A morning that starts with your memories. A day that ends with wishes for your dreams. Few moments spent with a pen and a notebook. To write it all down, to never forget. Or to read it to you, whenever leisure permits. What a way to share my life with you! I watered the little sapling Dreaming of a cool and shaded tomorrow And the fruits that, someday, I may reap off it, Forgetting that the young one was just . Shed, and survive. It was then and now it is now. And oh my, S.
Everyday rescue manual | ...Until then.
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December 14, 2012. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 2:13 am. With light as little as that filtering through paper, discern a face lighted just that much. Spare the Zenith. A pair of hands and feet, general human attributes. The background of a waterfall. Begin dreaming. Do not open eyes unless you must begin anew. Consider what you recall – the places, the people and how you looked. There is no method in making tea. Consider that. Laugh Touch with familiarity. Acquaint your skin with strangene...
Two points, to make a circle | ...Until then.
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April 15, 2013. Two points, to make a circle. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 9:58 pm. Yesterday, someone filled a bowl. What does it mean? Somebody, spent an afternoon. Going over the fence. Over barbed, curled. Following it as though. Brought it here, to stagnate. Culminating that many travels. I told a kid heading that way-. 8220;You can’t smell them. They smell of nothing. They could take the smell of water, at most.”. She put her face in that vase. Took a long, pink breath. 3 Comments ».
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November 11, 2012. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 11:01 pm. That the ground between. You and I, buried itself. Without as much a stone. And I thought of all the mud. With traces of my feet and yours. Floating with its life. Stately, in the wisdom. Of being just un-belonged. If we had to reverse this,. We might have to consider. To save each other. The propriety of self. Which left us so suddenly. August 27, 2012. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 11:57 pm. Would you handle unreason? Like y...
You are everybody | ...Until then.
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February 16, 2013. 8212; rukhiya @ 1:54 am. Were I to paint sadness. I would begin with a pair of eyes. Not to say sadness requires seeing. Like seeing is not knowing]. You could look,. Long into this pool of faces. Spot the weak one. Search his flattened soul. See, until you know. That is you, in there. Head-light lit eyes,. Trying to cross the road]. And turn to the others. Relieved by the quickness of paint. Drying over an ordinary white paper. Leave a Comment ». Feed for comments on this post.
Ruminations.. | ...Until then.
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Must be a collection of songs/movies/books I ‘ve liked. Prompted by my aging grey cells. I’d better made a log :P. Will add on to it, by and by of course! Leave a Comment ». Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Letters to Twilight: Frostbite
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Posted by Sanket Rathod in dream. Amidst all vast white barrenness. I see a tint of green. After a long frozen winter. The first blade of grass is seen. Maybe with joy more than I can risk. I let my heart wander,. Imagine a season of colours. Lime, violet and lavender. I might as well go ahead and dream. Of you and your return. But the window pane now fogs up. And my bare feet feel frostbitten. Back at it again. Shed, and survive. It was then and now it is now. And oh my, S. Is that a trick question?
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May 30, 2011. Use vxperf2 to Analyze Text Databases. 1st July, 2011. GitHub is the new home of vxperf2. Download vxperf2. In my job I daily have to deal with many different kinds of logs, mostly generated by OS monitoring utilities, and I never found a single tool that summarizes and visualizes data from all those logs. e.g. Spreadsheets are great for typeperf logs on Windows, ksar. For sar logs on Linux, and Esxplot. For esxtop logs on ESX. But I don't know of one tool that works well for all of them.
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MUSING BY THE CREEKSIDE
MUSING BY THE CREEKSIDE. My life is ruled by the seasons and the weather. Sometime I dig dirt. Other times I dig art! Saturday, April 7, 2018. All We "Problems" Need to Think Further! So do those debating about an abortion. By the way, just what were the parents instilling into the child, who they are responsible for? I an incensed about our lawmakers. Links to this post. Thursday, April 5, 2018. Has This Mass Shooting/Murder Been Removed From School's History Books? Links to this post. Links to this post.
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musingsbythehairslave | Just another WordPress.com site
Just another WordPress.com site. February 5, 2015. In high school I had a perm. It was the ’80s, what can I say? It looked good on me, my hair takes a perm well, and it doesn’t relax much. It always felt natural. In fact, when a free haircut went bad and the novice haircutter snipped all my curls away my senior year, many people commented that they always thought it was natural. Pretty hot for the eighties! So I ignored Bully Girl, and the others who laughed with her, but the damage was done. From th...
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Musings by the Morgans
Musings by the Morgans. Friday, February 3, 2012. October 2011 - better late than never! I beyond love fall! The weather cools off a bit, the leaves start to change, and there are soooo many wonderfully fun things to do holiday-wise - especially now that Clay is in the picture. So buckle up for lots of cuteness, and pumpkins, and my favorite cute pumpkin (that would be Clay, folks)! Playing with sidewalk chalk. That is pretty cool because I am pretty sure he was still in his baby Bjorn last year! We were...
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The Murrays' Musings
A collection of our thoughts and photos. Tuesday, October 25, 2011. A baby on May 14th! We are excited and looking forward to sleepless nights again! We did a family photo shoot with Sarah Franczyk from Franczyk Photography a few weeks ago and took a couple to announce our news to everyone. Saturday, July 9, 2011. Visit with Carolyn and Natalie. Friday, June 3, 2011. Ava is talking up a storm lately! Buh-bye", "Uh-oh". She points to her own nose, mouth, eyes, ears, etc and to ours now as well and say...
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Musings by the windoW | Uncomplicating a little bit. Every day.
Musings by the windoW. Uncomplicating a little bit. Every day. Detained by chance. Unbroken by choice. July 29, 2015. July 30, 2015. The following is a true story that occurred with me between July 10th and 13th, 2015. On my arrival in the United States, for a holiday, I was interrogated, detained, and sent back to India. Close to 30 hours at 3 airports and a total of 42 hours on 4 flights, and here I am, ready to share. Everything written here is true to my knowledge, but I have taken the liberty to.
Musings of a wanderer
Musings of a wanderer. I am not here to make a difference. Instead, I would sum it up for you. So that it is easy to tread. Knowing what I went through. Saturday, January 13, 2018. In the right light. I read something that nudges me. To look outside the window. Or imagine somewhere other than now. I think about the infinity of things. And the endless horizon of possibilities. I imagine the chains that they are all bound by. I feel the chain of events reaching me. And wetting my feet with experience.
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The wait is over! Pick up your copy of the third installment of the. Available in the Kindle Store. Celia and Victor’s relationship has reached the one-year mark, and they couldn’t be more excited. With the tickets booked for sultry Las Vegas, they’re on their way to a week of fun and pleasure. In this third installment of the thrilling, urban Bitten series, Celia continues to fight for her relationship, while learning more about her lineage as an Umami. Review: A Game of Thrones. A Game of Thrones.
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Musings by Vamshi Suram
Musings by Vamshi Suram. These are the lines which include my feelings and passion. ofcourse i am very much new. suggestions are welcome! Sunday, April 19, 2015. A road to sun. Some lines to summarize my feelings on road trip to Ramappa with my friend Srinivas Bhargav. Of clouds and breeze. Of beast and beauty. From the sun hidden. In the heaven and hell. Of less self and selfish. Sunday, April 12, 2015. To taste the freedom. Reaching for the skies. With a sound that. Sing for the beauty. Yet to be seen.
musingsbyzaram | Random Ramblings That Produce Poems,Short Stories And Articles Of Some Sort. My Life,My Muse😁
Random Ramblings That Produce Poems,Short Stories And Articles Of Some Sort. My Life,My Muse😁. Broken bottle and a battle. January 4, 2017. Google gets Photo Credit. She sits and waits. The second hand ticks. Emeka- her darling husband. It is almost midnight. But the gate doesn’t creak. The horn doesn’t sound. And the door doesn’t open. The meal she has prepared. Has turned stone cold. As cold as the night air feels. She decides to go to bed. As she enters,. And in comes Emeka. With a bottle and a Battle.
MusingsCafe | Code for life
September 3, 2017. Middot; Published September 3, 2017. Find majority number in an array of integers. Given: An unsorted array of integers. Problem: Write a function which will return the majority number in the given array of integers. If majority number is not found then it should return -1. A.. August 19, 2017. Middot; Published August 19, 2017. Setting environment variables in Mac OS X. Setenv APP ENV dev. We can set it using launchctl as below:.. August 15, 2017. Middot; Published August 15, 2017.
