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THE little & small THINGS IN LIFE: October 2008
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THE little and small THINGS IN LIFE. GET YOUR HANDWRITING ANALYSED. If you wanna kno something interesting about yourself, send me a sample of your handwriting (a page at least) and allow me to tell you what I see-as in, pieces of your personality maybe. Do you have to sometimes pinch yourself several times because you can't believe what is happenning to you because it seems too good to be true? The 7 of us were:. Should i buy the soap or the cards or a cup of coffee first? With that blunt look on her fa...
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THE little & small THINGS IN LIFE: September 2009
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THE little and small THINGS IN LIFE. GET YOUR HANDWRITING ANALYSED. If you wanna kno something interesting about yourself, send me a sample of your handwriting (a page at least) and allow me to tell you what I see-as in, pieces of your personality maybe. Frankly, I feel so self-indulgent posting my awards and all.but hey! DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE GOOD THINKERS OUT THERE. He thinks too much and he's good at it! Why then did I type in this post? What I just typed in sounds so lame and so simple that it's har...
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THE little & small THINGS IN LIFE: CHAAT - THE WAY MUM MAKES IT
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THE little and small THINGS IN LIFE. GET YOUR HANDWRITING ANALYSED. If you wanna kno something interesting about yourself, send me a sample of your handwriting (a page at least) and allow me to tell you what I see-as in, pieces of your personality maybe. CHAAT - THE WAY MUM MAKES IT. Step 1 - Preparing the green peas and chana masala -. While that is being cooked over the stove, cut a few tomatoes, onion and coriander leaves. Squeeze some lemon over the veggy mix and add salt to taste. Take some ...Now a...
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using tar to copy files | slackware: the hacker\'s linux
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Slackware: the hacker ’s linux. The story of my experiments with slacking. Laquo; mounting the usb dvd drive. 8220;Rar”ing to go. Using tar to copy files. July 24, 2007. I found the “ tar. 8221; command quite useful in copying a directory (including all its files and sub-directories) to another directory of my choice:. Tar cf – . (cd /to-stuff; tar xvf -). From-stuff/: the directory from which you want to copy the files. To-stuff/: the directory to which you want to copy your stuff. Leave a Reply Cancel ...
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Chronicles of the Runaway Poet: December 2011
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Chronicles of the Runaway Poet. No posts. Show all posts. No posts. Show all posts. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Crowd hating, book loving, fizzy drink addict, shutterbug who likes to write once in a while. Fair warning - I lose things. I could lose you, as well. View my complete profile. Anarchy - World On Fire. Through the eye of a storm. Loads of Rhyme and a Dash of Reason. We need this election option. Eons of Eternal Decay. Blowing Nico's Head off. Jeevy's Sounds Of Memory. Tantrums of a Troglodyte.
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Me and My Muse: Can't Breathe
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Me and My Muse. Me and My Muse. Thursday, January 24, 2008. Green grass, green grass. Where have you gone;. You left me alone. With my crazy switch on. Or did I leave you. Who the hell fired up. And bid good bye. Can't breathe in this body. This life, this mind. Through my stupid day. The guilt of being free. Blessed; unjustly blessed. Knowing what i throw away. It better than the rest. Http:/ arnabpal.blogspot.com. Posted by Arnab Pal @ 7:25 PM. My Tornado is Resting. An Ode to them. When I Was Born.
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Me and My Muse: Excuses
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Me and My Muse. Me and My Muse. Thursday, December 06, 2007. Some other day, some other time. I would have been a hundred times more sensitive. I would have remained passionate. Spent more time with you. Some other day, some other time. I would have fulfilled more dreams. I would have been more charming. Not hesitated to share my feelings. Spoken more poetic words. Some other day, some other time. I would have conquered your fears. I would have held you longer. Gazed into your eyes every single day.
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Chronicles of the Runaway Poet: Words
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Chronicles of the Runaway Poet. Tuesday, August 9, 2011. They come crumbling off the pages. Spilling more than what I can hold. Forming puddles of reflected light. That splash out into the receding memory. Leave no trace in the wind, nor in the. Breath of the lover left to revel in his. All too heart wrenching, solitary existence. Bereft of encircling arms and comforting hollows. Of warm flesh, that could speak to him in even. The deepest sleep of the darkest nights. August 10, 2011 at 9:54 AM. We need t...
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Chronicles of the Runaway Poet: July 2011
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Chronicles of the Runaway Poet. Friday, July 8, 2011. Between your conscience and mine. Lies bare the deluge of soiled clothes and karma. Sunbathing in the light. Of coldblooded sin, pleading. Guilty of love and nothing less,. Truculence as addictive as soap operas,. I spread my legs and you, your bashful acceptance. Saturday, July 2, 2011. She comes and goes. Chapter 4. She could be dead for all I know. Where oh where can my baby be? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
