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Whispering consciousness...: August 2012
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Monday, August 13, 2012. Something stuck, stuck in a place. Wriggling hard to come out safe. Thumping around to make a way. Punching away every foray. Luck is dormant, worries on a watch. There are too many doubts to dodge. Fear always precedes a race. Pulls back hard, slowing the pace. Oh yes, there’s a light. But now it flickers, off and bright. And each time it blacks out,. Hopes are it will turn back on. Oh yes, there’s a sound. Somewhere distant, somewhat dubious. Whooshing, like an eerie tone.
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Whispering consciousness...: July 2011
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Thursday, July 28, 2011. If you are going to fall in love with me. If you are going to fall in love with me, it’s only fair that you know what you are falling in love with. PS: It feels so apt! Credits: Nishali Shetty's blog. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). She's smart, with her temper hot,. Snub is something taht she's not. Thinks useless many a times,. And thinking make her write beautiful rhymes. She's stupid, careless and typically lazy,. But she's clear with none of her thoughts hazy.
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Whispering consciousness...: May 2014
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Sunday, May 11, 2014. Mommy - For you! Every day of when I grew,. When taking a step was totally new. Walking with me with every step,. Mommy, I know, it was you. With my first step, my first word. And every hurdle I passed through. Celebrating within and beaming with pride. Mommy, I know it was you. When History, Science, Geography. And numbers, together made me feel blue,. Being patient and sorting them for me. Mommy, I know, it was you. In my times of discomfort and sickness. Be it cold, cough or flu.
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Whispering consciousness...: Modak, memories and Nasik dhol
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Thursday, August 28, 2014. Modak, memories and Nasik dhol. Facebook is full of Ganpati Bappa updates today. Pictures of beautiful idols, beautiful decorations and high spirits. One of those things you just cannot replicate - not even in the bay area. Maybe I am not looking in the right place, but I am convinced that nothing can come closer to the grandeur of Ganeshotsav in Mumbai. I am going to have to play the Nasik Dhol and aarti tracks on my phone, place the Ganpati idol out of the box and onto the pe...
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Whispering consciousness...: August 2014
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Thursday, August 28, 2014. Modak, memories and Nasik dhol. Facebook is full of Ganpati Bappa updates today. Pictures of beautiful idols, beautiful decorations and high spirits. One of those things you just cannot replicate - not even in the bay area. Maybe I am not looking in the right place, but I am convinced that nothing can come closer to the grandeur of Ganeshotsav in Mumbai. I am going to have to play the Nasik Dhol and aarti tracks on my phone, place the Ganpati idol out of the box and onto the pe...
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Whispering consciousness...: August 2011
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Monday, August 8, 2011. My day starts when Mumbai wakes up. And my work begins when Mumbaites leave for their work. When the ladies compartments of the local trains are filled with countless women heading to their work places, I move around them to sell. Why do they to fail to understand my condition? Why do they not know how much slogging it takes me to earn a single meal? Have I lost my childhood, or is it only a concept for the rich? At lunch time, I take out a few coins from whatever I have earned an...
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Whispering consciousness...: March 2014
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Sunday, March 23, 2014. Somehow, I am not able to make my blogger ego sit and write an exhaustive blog post. Going the "logs" (or Facebook statutes) way this time. 1 Flew for the first time, all by myself. It was difficult to say bye to the hubby knowing that I would see him again only after a week. Plus, I only hoped my plane did not disappear. 5 New York is a colorful city. Its bright and blingy and reminded me of Mumbai. Times square was one of my dream destinations and it sure did feel dreamy! 7 Wall...
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Whispering consciousness...: Wedding announcements and the following
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Monday, August 25, 2014. Wedding announcements and the following. This is a post dedicated to the stereotypical reactions we face about our wedding date. When people declare their wedding dates, specially men, they usually face reactions as such:. Bas ho gayi freedom? Are you done with your freedom? Kuch hi din bache hai azaadi ke" - Few more days of freedom for you. All the best, Shaheed hone ja raha hai."- All the best, you are soon going to be a martyr. She leaves behind her home, her family, her chil...
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Whispering consciousness...: January 2013
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Saturday, January 19, 2013. From amber to green. A shallow dream, a wobbly start. And everything lied in the amber part. A mind that oscillated over and over. And a foolish heart with no hopes lower. Tried to project it out of my mind. It all looked like a tangled wind. With lots of void in the story foreseen. And efforts to make it from amber to green. Then the hopes began to build. Slowly the ways began to wield. Chances were low, but the will was high. I was certain, and no longer asked “Why?
