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speckles: Random Realizations
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008. And then it dawns on me, Why certain things need to be a certain way with space tween. And all is ok. For now at least. Hope this innate understanding stays with me throughout while calling upon patience to do a pillion and time to act as the best fuel ever. The video of "June ponal", the song, from Unnale Unnale features Mocha - The predominantly yuppy hangout on weekends that's mercifully spared on weekdays for those who want to indulge in Chocolate Mint Cake in peace!
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speckles: a kind of genocide
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Monday, April 28, 2008. A kind of genocide. Good riddance. though i loved some of the beautiful hoarding and ads, especially the ones near gemini flyover. we used to take rides after midnight, just to see them without the crowd and smoke. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Immensely passionate about a whole bunch of things, utterly scatter brained, complication addict, conditioning-phobic, hobohemian in hiding, have pig-headed plans and am a bit of a cartoon who takes life very seriously.
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speckles: August 2007
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Wednesday, August 15, 2007. 60 years couldn't rid my street of garbage on its eve. The street lamps not working could make another post. But yes, the street lamps don't work especially the ones by the Electricity Board's Chief Engineer's office. So as I came bumping down the road (the road's full of moon holes and tarring it over and over again makes all homes a bloody drain during the monsoon! Muttering curses at neighbours who refuse to throw garbage into the bin, I got off my bike to survey the dump g...
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speckles: May 2007
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Monday, May 14, 2007. Listening to Shiny Happy People by REM that's exactly what I think they were. Shiny happy people in the unreserved compartment, greased by sweat and grime off 300 odd kms. I hadn't even got out of the city when this compartment of friendly accommodating folks began to smell of malli poo, sambar-caked-fingers, a fusion of dripping odors and water with a dusty rusty twang. Hygiene? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. That Tall Smoking Fellow'.
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speckles: Yes, please bring on the forceps
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Friday, March 28, 2008. Yes, please bring on the forceps. There are several posts on 'things that happen to me only.' Of course this entire blog is about things related to me. And now there's one more about stuff that only I can attract or so I console myself offering a cushion of supposed uniqueness as irrelevant as fish sleep with their eyes open (will overlook fact that they don't have eyelids). I wake up on time. Leave on time. The bridge is choked. Another route that usually allows bikes...Finally o...
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speckles: Partially evicted Unfettered Writing
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008. Partially evicted Unfettered Writing. I had this mini-scuffle with a close friend on how I wanted to be an odd number while it was insisted upon that I'm even. Turns out I am odd. The year of birth had been mistaken. 3. Delighted overall but mildly bugged that it isn't 7. Oddity = life. The scale will oscillate, tipping over incessantly. The only 'even' hoped for is that it tips over on either side an equal number of times. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Note I couldnt m...
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speckles: October 2007
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Saturday, October 06, 2007. There's a story behind every speed breaker. The majority of last week (it definitely seems so given all the running around and doubling up as handyman) was spent trundling along the ECR with the photographer and his comic assistants. As is tradition the coordination was a mess. But again as is tradition, it all worked out fine :-) But about the mess - a road block on wild curve 1km right before the toll booth. Lines of lilac (ugh! Mad but wiser optimist (fingers knotted).
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speckles: April 2007
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Monday, April 23, 2007. It's run out of life.uhh.it's got not much time left.Dammit! Times when words spread themselves on your tongue and tickle your uvula and get gibberish out instead of surrendering themselves to coherent talk. Paah! And that's what I said once cos I couldn't get the simple 'validity' word that would explain why I needed to go recharge in the middle of the night. But even when in an interview! But you've got to credit hope for being thick-skinned. It morphs into the street smart ...
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speckles: :-/
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Thursday, April 03, 2008. What makes any kind of imprisonment or restriction, physical/emotional/intellectual, unbearable is not the treatment or conditions that it makes legitimate (by default or not) but the state of having been deprived of options. 1984. All go to highlight this fact. None of this is relevant to any situation I'm in. Neither is it as great. But it's kinda depressing that I'm deprived of some options! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. A kind of genocide.
