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Coveted Confessions: November 2009
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Friday, November 27, 2009. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 11:13 PM. My best one yet. This one flashed to me while i was having dosa alone and looking around. A duppata is the creation of god to increase the ego of a woman.and the curiosity of a man.". Silk smitha and disco shanti. Wednesday, November 04, 2009. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 4:18 PM. The wind in my hair,. The dust hitting my face,. You not on the rear seat.what a disgrace. The rain stinging me like ur words,. My best...
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Coveted Confessions
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Thursday, April 01, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 10:11 PM. And then there was hair. Growing up during the "development period", realizing this was not so tough.(after all the dollar rate is above 45 even today! Other than the female in the neglige', I have come to realize the gillete dream. And I also was dissapointed as to how easy it was to realize. We never realized answering to that with a "i dont know" is immaturity and lacking vision. No wonder u believe those ads. Me agrees tota...
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Coveted Confessions: April 2010
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Thursday, April 01, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 10:11 PM. And then there was hair. Growing up during the "development period", realizing this was not so tough.(after all the dollar rate is above 45 even today! Other than the female in the neglige', I have come to realize the gillete dream. And I also was dissapointed as to how easy it was to realize. We never realized answering to that with a "i dont know" is immaturity and lacking vision. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Coveted Confessions: December 2009
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Thursday, December 17, 2009. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 10:03 AM. An empty pocket ,a bent sprocket. The unsettled dust on that old jacket. All these forced me to ride as a pillion,. Oh i say the ride was one in a million. The potholes on the road, the potholes in my head,. The thought of you makes the whole world seem dead. The smell of rubber,burnt on the road in protest,. The slogan shouting on a politician's pretext,. In between all this, you are hard to forget. Believe when is say this,.
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Coveted Confessions: July 2010
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Friday, July 23, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 8:37 PM. The feeling of feeling IMPORTANT. Ego is like a woman's duppatta. She wears it to boost hers, and the man thinks its to deflate. His(this is original.mind it). Ever gone in search for the opposite of "ego"? Seems it is "sacred self". Let me be your wren. And martin for this. "My ego does not allow me to tell her she is cute" viz a viz "my sacred. Self will let her know she is cute". Understood? Courtesy or plain fraud. Like she.
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Coveted Confessions: September 2010
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Tuesday, September 28, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 2:48 PM. From Tonachikoppal to Thames. From playing lagori to the lords, from exchanging lables/stamps/coins/ to exchanging currencies, from wearing a chaddi to full body thermals, from demanding another breakfast to eating apples and carrots. The boy has crossed three seas and finally come to the land of rains and no sunshine. Hopefully the boy will learn. Not to cook or clean, but to stay healthy and strong. Mysore, Karnataka, India.
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Coveted Confessions: March 2010
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Tuesday, March 23, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 10:09 AM. Why you should not use facebook too much. This is what happens when naive girls use too much of facebook! Please to click on the pic for a better view.this was a female asking for nail! Friday, March 12, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 4:40 PM. The wonderful voice of a woman the holds a lot of promise, and who says thank you after you open the door for her in office. The smile when you light a stranger's smoke.
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Coveted Confessions: January 2011
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Monday, January 24, 2011. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 3:55 AM. When a colleague who was just a "smoke friend" gives you a goodbye gift when you are leaving the company,. When kids you play with give you a send off card adding an adjective to every letter of your name,. When a distant relative whom you have not talked to for a long time calls you just before you leave the country,. When a "all the best" from a classmate is really earnest,. When a hug lasts just that moment longer,. Mysore, K...
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Monday, November 29, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 12:39 AM. The cynic never dies. I thought crossing 3 oceans, living alone, learning how to cook, braving the rain, the cold and the bloody snow, going through the study drill once again will make a "man" for the better. A "man" for tomorrow's world. But alas! I am the guy who still sings old and sad songs in antakshari. Among strangers, I still look out for the odd guy or girl who I think might be doing a Phd and talk. To not enter, to ...
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Coveted Confessions: October 2010
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Wednesday, October 27, 2010. Posted by silk smitha and disco shanti at 10:45 PM. One month after my first flight. One month in a new country. One month of cold air on my face. One month of continuous partying. One month of pretty pretty pretty ladies. One month of wondering how short skirts can keep the cold out. One month of eating stupidity. One month of meeting amazing people. One month of skype. One month of missing a lot of important people. One month of nothingness. Ohive got a year more.
