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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: October 2005

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Tuesday, October 25, 2005. Do you think you can tell? Note of caution to friends who might read this: DON'T make fun of me later.). I, for one, can’t wait for ‘Walk the Line’ to release and hopefully I can badger a few friends into watching it with me. Even if Phoenix doesn’t deliver the performance of his life, I’ll still have spent two hours staring into those beautiful eyes. Time well spent I’d say. I AM NOT SAY...

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: October 2006

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Wednesday, October 11, 2006. The Lessons that were Never Taught. If we are taught to think of ourselves as 'Hindus' or as 'Tamil Brahmins' the problem is not only with the school but with the general idea that if a person happens to be a Tamil Brahmin, chances are that she will think of herself primarily. How will we ever make people think in this fashion? Posted by What ho at 3:36 PM. Trying to make sense of life.

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: September 2006

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Thursday, September 07, 2006. Towering above the best. It's been a long time since I blogged, and I've been brought back forcibly to gush in endless depth (well not really, endless) about the genius of one man-the late, great, Marlon Brando. Posted by Trying to make sense of life. at 11:06 AM. Posted by What ho at 10:29 AM. Trying to make sense of life. Chennai, tamil nadu, India. View my complete profile.

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: February 2006

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Saturday, February 18, 2006. Its been a while since I saw this episode of Kolangal, that great mega-serial, but since it left an indelible impression upon me, I thought it is best that I record it in this manner. A blot on the fair race of secretaries! Yet, the inadequacies (by no means substantial) of the actors notwithstanding, the atmosphere that was created ensured that there was complete silence - only the fas...

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: October 2008

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Thursday, October 16, 2008. Delhi, Debate and Derrida. Blogging is a curious enterprise. When I started, I found that it was a cost-effective platform to write about things you think about. Soon, however, it becomes difficult to write without thinking about the 'audience' you're writing for. Now 'knowing the audience' is supposed to be essential for a good writer, but who really cares? The other, but because.

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: December 2008

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Monday, December 01, 2008. Three knocks on the door that don't ask ' are you in? But demand admittance. Door opens,. You're a welcome change! Would you like to come in? Graceful entrance, unrushed. What would you like to do? Negotiate(,) if you prefer". Responds by holding up a tea mug? That's fine by me. I'd like some myself thank you very much". I saw that. Are you mocking my incompetence? The past, that is.

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: September 2005

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Friday, September 30, 2005. SVCE held its first years' cultural, "Calibrations", today and most of us freshers had lots of fun; even the ones that didn't really take part in any of the events. Let's face it, if you had an option not to put yourself under any sort of pressure and just had to sit in the audience and pass judgment on others, which one of us wouldn't choose it? Thursday, September 29, 2005. Ah hell I c...

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: November 2005

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Tuesday, November 22, 2005. A contender or pretender? And all should cry, Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! And close your eyes with holy dread,. For he on honey-dew hath fed,. And drunk the milk of Paradise.'. Posted by Trying to make sense of life. at 8:31 AM. Sunday, November 20, 2005. Why on earth should she not say what’s on her mind? Posted by Trying to make sense of life. at 7:52 AM. I guess I am.

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: June 2006

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Monday, June 19, 2006. Having said all this, I think what I liked best about Business Battle was that I made some of my closest friends while organizing it. I am not mentioning names because I know that both of them will be embarrased and because I don't think it means so much to them; but it will suffice to say that without their help it would been the most dreadful time of my life. Thank you. Monday, June 12, 2006.

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind: December 2005

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Ramblings of a disorganised mind. Confusion never stops. closing walls and ticking clocks. Monday, December 26, 2005. And tonight, he walked alone. When you walk through a storm. Hold your chin up high. And don't be afraid of the dark. At the end of a storm. Is a golden sky. And the sweet, silver song of a lark. Walk on, through the wind,. Walk on, through the rain,. Though your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart,. And you'll never walk alone,. Tuesday, December 20, 2005.