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The early bird might get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese. Monthly Archives: August 2009. Hello – Is it me you are looking for? Helpless I feel at times coz its hard to manipulate people, and for me, its not my cup of tea. I abhor the visage of being someone else, to pretend and to play games. And this new feeling which I cherish during my dreams, like I am staring in the sun and making it feel timid confronting the limitless power I have gained only by her thoughts. August 29, 2009.
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: December 2008
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Tuesday, December 23, 2008. XXXX XXXX XXX - II. Rating: Insane Advisory. Must be read under the supervision of a lunatic. Extreme discretion advised. Disclaimer: The following text is highly contextual and any resemblance to any person or any incident, no matter how far-fetched, might turn out to be true. I am not responsible for anyone’s psychic powers deciphering the import of the statements that follow. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: The MOST Intelligent Person on (at least) Earth
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Tuesday, August 02, 2011. The MOST Intelligent Person on (at least) Earth. Over the last three years of my stay in. I have come to realize that I am a highly intelligent and potent sample of the species Homo sapiens. This is the only logical explanation to what has been bugging me all this time; Phlegm. Given below are my phlegm’s properties:. 8226; It’s huge. It grows and occurs in huge dollops. It’s not tasteless. It tastes awful. T’s very thick. It has no evaporatin...
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: Marco Guptaji
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Wednesday, May 14, 2014. She believed that even the slightest twitch in his body was a result of intricate motion of countless gears and wheels. His fabrication was perfectly aligned with and governed by facts and undeniable logic. The robot could not feel. He could not emote. He could not express. He fed off his lack of emotions. It was the source of his strength and the root of his downfall. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. 2 True 2B True.
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: 2011
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Wednesday, February 22, 2012. Ligament Tear (cast on the right leg). Kaju big-bro’s knot. Jai and Juliet (Bangalore) / Desires Unlimited. Kiran Chaturvedi / KC / Felix. Iris – Butt – Honey. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. The best I've thought. People's favourite, not mine. Thoughts I ponder over. 2 True 2B True. For all ye gymmers. Once upon a thought. There was an error in this gadget. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: July 2007
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Tuesday, July 24, 2007. I am not afraid of failure. What appalls me is not giving my best. When I do my best, even the most humiliating of defeats seems to be but a lesson. When I don't, I know that even the most exalting victory is nothing more than a fluke. As some wise man must have once said;. It's not the destiny that matters after all. What persists is the road traversed. ". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The best I've thought.
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: November 2006
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Wednesday, November 22, 2006. Ze Tribute to the chapaating Red-coloured green monster, Mr. X. 8220;Laughter is the shortest distance between two people.”. True, isn’t it? I’ve, in this blog, made a suicidal attempt to write a chapaat. Believe me, this is going to be one of my most incongruous, silly blogs but that’s the way life seems to be.plain silly. Friday, November 17, 2006. 1) I’m not exactly one of those kinds who have their way with words. 2) I can be highly pe...
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: Ze Tribute to the chapaating Red-coloured green monster, Mr. X
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Wednesday, November 22, 2006. Ze Tribute to the chapaating Red-coloured green monster, Mr. X. 8220;Laughter is the shortest distance between two people.”. True, isn’t it? I’ve, in this blog, made a suicidal attempt to write a chapaat. Believe me, this is going to be one of my most incongruous, silly blogs but that’s the way life seems to be.plain silly. You have summarised forty eight extremely boring lectures in one scathingly funny blogg. :). I sign as the Anonymous ...
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: December 2006
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Monday, December 04, 2006. With apprehensive steps, I entered the room. Even though the lights were on, the room was dark. The tube lights above were connected end-to-end and formed a big halo. It illuminated just a narrow region, making rest of the room appear even darker. To my utter surprise, the halo seemed to be the devil itself in disguise. How could the only source of light be fiendish? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The best I've thought.
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Perorations of my endless thoughts: She Thinks Not
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Perorations of my endless thoughts. Saturday, August 24, 2013. Quite often in my life have I, like most emotional beings, felt the euphoria arising from discovery of one’s true soulmate. Subsequently, and almost as often, have I also been utterly crestfallen and forlorn, for reasons that are not difficult to fathom. I think I’ve finally found her. She thinks I’ve not. A typical bout of imaginary violence has the same effect as this sequence of events:. Scream aloud and do some hair pulling. Try to convin...
