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shivspot: August 2008

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Monday, August 18, 2008. A passage in J. M. Coetzee's 'Youth'. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All Time Favourite Books. Sophie's Choice (William Styron). Portnoy's Complaint (Philip Roth). Rabbit at Rest (John Updike). The Postman Always Rings Twice (James M Cain). A Farewell to Arms (Ernest Hemingway). Ham on Rye (Charles Bukowski). The Catcher in the Rye (JD Salinger). The Secret History (Donna Tartt). Write to me at sunilshivshankar@gmail.com. Now Reading (or rereading). Empire by Niall Ferguson.

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shivspot: August 2009

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Monday, August 10, 2009. My 6-year-old niece has decamped to Abu Dhabi with my trusted partner and confidant (pictured below, in happier times). Friday, August 07, 2009. Ode to a turd. John Updike, my favourite author, wrote about adultery, sex and suburban angst with a whole new perspective. He also wrote a remarkable poem about human excrement. The Beautiful Bowel Movement. Though most of them aren’t much to write about—. Mere squibs and nubs, like half-smoked pale cigars,. Stardust, how can I keep you?

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shivspot: February 2009

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Monday, February 23, 2009. According to Wall Street Journal, actresses who play strippers or hookers stand a better chance of winning an Academy Award. Historically, there have been fewer edgy roles for women, and the world's oldest profession - prostitution - offers a natural corollary to another time-tested role, the male criminal. Another reason: Inherently flawed characters, who possess what some might see as mental, moral or physical imperfections, make for more courageous acting performances. View ...

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shivspot: July 2009

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Monday, July 27, 2009. It was time for a haircut. We were sitting for a family dinner when my 6-year-old niece pipes up. Uncle, can I tell you something? Yes, dear.". You look like a joker.". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All Time Favourite Books. Sophie's Choice (William Styron). Portnoy's Complaint (Philip Roth). Rabbit at Rest (John Updike). The Postman Always Rings Twice (James M Cain). A Farewell to Arms (Ernest Hemingway). Ham on Rye (Charles Bukowski). The Catcher in the Rye (JD Salinger).

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shivspot: I don't live here anymore

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Monday, August 09, 2010. I don't live here anymore. I've shifted my blog to wordpress. Click here. Knowing style will help you to appearance and feel your very best. For those who have a bad fashion sense and therefore are unhappy with the appear, this post will be of great benefit to you. Read on to find out a number of design recommendations that will help you to enhance your style and search. Gown for you variety. Folks come in many different shapes and sizes. It is essential that you evaluate...In or...

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Monday, August 17, 2009. Sleep Well, Dear! Is it a crime to be crazily in love? Then a criminal I be. Find me my prison. Just one wish i hold-. Till an end comes to the world. He be as much mine. As I have become his. I love you" sounds so formal. Reflects my feeling with light so normal. I wish I could go to the stars. Rearrange them to mark our name. Let the world see the shining gleam. Of my golden dream. While you sleep to glory. N I find no way to hide nor bury. Sleep while these stars twinkle.

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Friday, December 18, 2009. Can't tell you how glad I am to be a domain owner. So, Meenakshi Nair is the official owner / Boss at www.banterbattery.com. Waiting to meet you all there! PS : A big big bear hug to Raghu ji. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Blogs I frequently visit and admire. Sketches from a Writer's Album. My Favourites ; Try them.

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Thursday, April 26, 2007. I knew not the world. But I felt I knew. N' now when I really know. I feel better of without. I know not whether I really know. The life I feel so sure I know now. But life's a long journey. With paths so many. On what shows up where. Bout the confusingly knit life. I'd rather chose to live. Knowing what I'd do. Making mistakes now and then. But its not as bad as it seems. For with every mistake of mine. I learn and know it won't happen again. So thus I cheer up. Live on to find:.

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Sentient: September 2009

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Saturday, September 12, 2009. You ask me why? 8216;Cos I hate that bulk;. The pesky old cow. There was a time I loved. Both the cow and milk. With all the excitement of a village life. So different and fresh. From the city life I had led. Until that fateful day. The cow we called Ammu,. Who had me fooled fully. With her pristine naïve looks,. Gave me an unforgetful trip. Around the village, through the fields. With me screaming my tonsils out. Until she pinned me down. With her sharp curved horn.

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Sentient: I Hate Milk !

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Saturday, September 12, 2009. You ask me why? 8216;Cos I hate that bulk;. The pesky old cow. There was a time I loved. Both the cow and milk. With all the excitement of a village life. So different and fresh. From the city life I had led. Until that fateful day. The cow we called Ammu,. Who had me fooled fully. With her pristine naïve looks,. Gave me an unforgetful trip. Around the village, through the fields. With me screaming my tonsils out. Until she pinned me down. With her sharp curved horn. Heres s...

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Sentient: July 2007

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Thursday, July 19, 2007. I sit pondering here. In the warmth of your lap. My thoughts force a tear to my eye. A tear in remembrance to the past-. Gloriously wrapped in beauty. Resplendent green pastures,splendid landscapes. Homes have turned to houses. N' have grown closer. While people drift farther. The love, the bonding, the belonging. All have given way to materialism. Has plunged from exuberant brilliance. Despair engulfs me with these thoughts. But in your loving lap. I take the courage to hope;.

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Tuesday, May 22, 2007. The more I try to reach the dawn. The more darkness the night draws. I seem to get lost endlessly. In this darkness,I never sought. Unseen thorns prick me. Prick me where I can't get to them. I silence my screams and groans. But the pain calls forth my tears. I bid them to stop. S the thorns were not really meant for me;. Just a sadist gift of darkness. Tears would imply my defeat. So I must stride on and on. To reach the much awaited dawn. Defeating all out to defeat me.

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009. A breeze of cold wind. In this hot evening. Or was it just the thought of you? The silent wish of you being with me. In these lonely times. T'is shiver of glee that ran through me. Is as much a mystery. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Blogs I frequently visit and admire. Sketches from a Writer's Album. My Favourites ; Try them.

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Sentient: Sleep Well, Dear !

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Monday, August 17, 2009. Sleep Well, Dear! Is it a crime to be crazily in love? Then a criminal I be. Find me my prison. Just one wish i hold-. Till an end comes to the world. He be as much mine. As I have become his. I love you" sounds so formal. Reflects my feeling with light so normal. I wish I could go to the stars. Rearrange them to mark our name. Let the world see the shining gleam. Of my golden dream. While you sleep to glory. N I find no way to hide nor bury. Sleep while these stars twinkle.

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009. A breeze of cold wind. In this hot evening. Or was it just the thought of you? The silent wish of you being with me. In these lonely times. T'is shiver of glee that ran through me. Is as much a mystery. July 9, 2009 at 4:50 AM. Love it,. my type. July 10, 2009 at 1:42 PM. In this hot evening - I loved that imagery. This one had a beginning that was sublime. But towards the end you lost it. October 10, 2009 at 2:38 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.

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