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Mahua Angoori Begum Dastanwala: 09/24/08
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Mahua Angoori Begum Dastanwala. It is all about life and endless stories /(dastan) life goes through and weaves through. Wednesday, September 24, 2008. Blowin' In The Wind. How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man? Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind. Links to this post. MAP: Muslim A...
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Mahua Angoori Begum Dastanwala: 02/09/11
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Mahua Angoori Begum Dastanwala. It is all about life and endless stories /(dastan) life goes through and weaves through. Wednesday, February 9, 2011. नैनीताल , बाबा माँ मौ (भंजी). Links to this post. नैनीताल. फॅमिली. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Last night I set an alarm I was buying time, again stealing her from your sleep. Mornings are always brighter but not when you are departing slowly and I a. We are all seditious now. MAP: Muslim Aks Partition, Making Art Pehechan, Multiple And aPart? At present i ...
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flotsamnweeds: Fly On The Wall
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I stir the leaky colours from a rainbow into my cup of nice, strong bitter sweet coffee and the day's begun all shiny and new. Friday, April 11, 2008. Fly On The Wall. This is an illustration for a friend's blog, this is to be the masthead. Param writes just about everything under the sun, places, people, travel with the focus being on design and design research. You can find his blog here. And then I changed the beer to some good old filter kaapi. As Param pointed out that he doesn't drink beer at all!
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...: Of sepia moments
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Monday, November 17, 2008. When i make friends with a person, i like to keep discovering newness in them, the same people i have grown to know so well;. A couple of years ago, a batch mate with much command, ordered everyone to get their baby pictures while coming back from vacation, and in that whole process of oooh and aaahhs and pictures being circulated and flicked by random admirers, some were as it seemed lost forever in the banter and confusion. . Did the fact that your mother made you wear your s...
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Saturday, October 4, 2008. Are all things that start meant to end? 160;isn't there something that transcends, this mortal cycle of birth and death? 160;are those things meant to be hidden forever, in forgotten, musty recesses of time? 160;not meant to be shared for the fear of unearthing something, long since buried. What happens to those moments and feelings, that are too scared to be known? 160;do they go to the grave with us then? Or is there some unknown force, . Without the medium of words?
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Sunday, October 5, 2008. The folly of mistaking a paradox for a discovery, a metaphor for a proof, a torrent of verbiage for a spring of capital truths, and oneself for an oracle, is inborn in us.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Not all those who wander are lost.” J. R. R. To. The truth is that our finest moments are most lik. The most I can do for my friend is simply to be h. The most important things are the hardest things t. When we two are parted.
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...: When we two are parted
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Friday, October 10, 2008. When we two are parted. When we two are parted. In silence and tears,. To sever for years,. Pale grew thy cheek and cold,. Colder thy kiss;. Truly that hour foretold. The dew of the morning. Sank chill on my brow. It felt like the warning. Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken,. And light is thy fame:. I hear thy name spoken,. And share in its shame. They name thee before me,. A knell to mine ear;. A shudder comes o'er me. Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee,.
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Monday, October 20, 2008. The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Not all those who wander are lost.” J. R. R. To. The truth is that our finest moments are most lik. When we two are parted.
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Monday, October 20, 2008. Not all those who wander are lost.” . J R R Tolkien. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things." T. S. Eliot. View my complete profile. Not all those who wander are lost.” J. R. R. To. When we two are parted.
