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Third Eye: July 2008
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View my complete profile. Barista, CCD v/s Dosa Camp. Friday, July 04, 2008. Barista, CCD v/s Dosa Camp. Along the quiet roads of Cambridge Lyt, there is a famous hang out.Dosa Camp, the road side food joint. Ppl frm all across Ulsoor, Indiranagar flock to this place for the garma garam dosas and varieties of it.yummm. Rivals rite next to each other. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Skin Design: Free Blogger Skins.
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Random Scribblings...: September 2011
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011. Nostalgia - Part 2. Yet another routine day in office. Yet another day in which you ask your inner self what's it that you want to do. Well. May never be able to offer an explanation to those. And believe me. Its been worth it. And worth its weight in Gold (Yep! I am from Stud C and Money matters! As experience would have taught, freshers would learn it after their interns. People might say. Awesome dude! When I sit down and pack my bags. I reflect back. I know, that ...May b...
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IKSHAA'S BLOG: To add Copyright on Footer
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Monday, August 24, 2009. Go to Layout - Edit HTML. Search for Footer wrapper.something like given below,. After finding Footer-wrapper,insert the below tags and your desired content. So the final code should be like this:. Hope you found this useful. This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. September 2, 2009 at 4:10 PM. Thank you for those clear instructions. I now know how to add a copy to my footer on blogger! December 18, 2009 at 1:41 PM. So easy- thank you! February 21, 2011 at 12:28 AM.
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Random Scribblings...: Nostalgia - Part 2
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011. Nostalgia - Part 2. Yet another routine day in office. Yet another day in which you ask your inner self what's it that you want to do. Well. May never be able to offer an explanation to those. And believe me. Its been worth it. And worth its weight in Gold (Yep! I am from Stud C and Money matters! As experience would have taught, freshers would learn it after their interns. People might say. Awesome dude! When I sit down and pack my bags. I reflect back. I know, that ...May b...
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A view through my window: May 2012
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A view through my window. Thursday, May 17, 2012. RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat. Some relationships are better off without the know how of genealogy – more so the relationship of a reader with her favourite author (nevertheless I decide to ask my dad about it soon). 8221; I smile, thank him I hug the author again, get back to my idyllic reading and work is no more a subject of anxiety. :-). Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat.
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A view through my window: RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat
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A view through my window. Thursday, May 17, 2012. RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat. Some relationships are better off without the know how of genealogy – more so the relationship of a reader with her favourite author (nevertheless I decide to ask my dad about it soon). 8221; I smile, thank him I hug the author again, get back to my idyllic reading and work is no more a subject of anxiety. :-). Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). RKN on an afternoon of forced retreat.
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A view through my window: July 2008
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A view through my window. Friday, July 18, 2008. Memories of the first crush first love - Memories shared with soul mates turned strangers, memory of those rains and summer afternoons shared with friends who are not on the radar anymore, memories of weddings and get togethers where a stranger meets the eye for a fleeting second and you are left wondering who it was for the rest of your life . Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Picture Window template. Template images by wingmar.
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A view through my window: November 2008
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A view through my window. Tuesday, November 11, 2008. Have u seen Men Blush? To start of with. I'm. Employed. damn i love it! My work involves a lot of creative growth and interaction with people of different streams, which is in turn happy! It is this aspect of my work that got me reflecting on this one. "have u ever seen men blush? Stuff about the simple and the like. teaches Physics! We were discussing the colour 'Black' and its associations . Me with my literature gyaan. Birth" . " hmm. Minute little...
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A view through my window: November 2009
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A view through my window. Thursday, November 5, 2009. Where are my words? Its been ages since i wrote. Wrote stuff that really mattered to me, my words have lost their muse - that was long back, over three years now, but i never believed i would reach a time when id write this - i just cant seem to write what i feel. why do words fail a person who lives by them and with them? But not the words! My muse walked out of me a long while ago and ever since i have dreamt of my muse every. Links to this post.
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A view through my window: On his absence
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A view through my window. Monday, August 4, 2014. I open my eyes to the morning. It's a day without you a day of mourning. Why is the mindscape steadily fogging. Why is this absence consuming absorbing. Tossing up things here and there. Blurred my vision, my thoughts bizzare,. I stretch out my hand. And there you are. Just a step afar. I open my eyes again. Waging the streaking sun,. Stretching out and grasping empty air. Thoughts of him, Nothing else and none. I give up fighting the sun pouring in.
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