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My Heart's Canvas!!: May 2009
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Thursday, May 28, 2009. Happy Father's day to all dad's . When I arrived in this beautiful world . Dad, you were there waiting patiently for me! When I cried to get things done or acted bold. Dad, you watched smiling and melted to my pleas! When I asked you about a million things I saw. You told me nice stories and made me learn! And when I felt bad and pointed to my flaws. You inspired me and cooled my heart burns! When I grew up and fumbled on teen thorns. You heard me always like a friend on my side!
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My Heart's Canvas!!: April 2009
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Thursday, April 30, 2009. An angel from above! Mage courtesy: google :). I know not if I belong here. I see those which I could never bear. I know not how they speak in fear. I feel that they are devoid of care! I was sent with promises of love. They gave me as a gift from above. I was told they'll hold me like a dove. And now am alone, where art thou? I long to see the womb which held me. Was our bond broken with the cord for thee? Hold me once, its a heart felt plea. I came for you,couldnt you see?
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My Heart's Canvas!!: Mom, I love you..
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Friday, May 8, 2009. Mom, I love you. Dedicated to all loving moms, all over the world! Mom, do you remember how you were. When I was small and crawled here n there? You were around like an eagle on watch. And kept me away from the edge of the couch! My angel on earth, I were for you. A part of thy body, mind and soul. And when I was hurt I always knew. It was pain for you beyond console! Sweet little lamb you taught me to be,. Gentle and loving but bold to hold on. You lived to show me how I should be.
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Wednesday, May 7, 2008. It beat the hell out of me throughout my train journey to recall the name of a triangle with one obtuse angle. The only source of comfort was, "I will Google it! Well, the world's definitely not heading backwards in times of Ramanujam et.al. 15 May, 2008 06:42. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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000: Be (on) Right Track
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Saturday, April 26, 2008. Be (on) Right Track. I am a former student of Dr. Geetam Tiwari, TRIPP lab, IIT Delhi, and currently working as a transportation engineer in San Francisco Bay Area. It is shocking to read the response of media and people to the Delhi BRT project. It can not only be described as a reaction to change but also as a hype created by media against the system. Achal, Tha...
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000: May 2007
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Sunday, May 20, 2007. This is the best time to try to write a blog.midnight, insomnia, wasted day, another 'wasted day' in the making. It is a bit of a struggle for me anyways, but let's try one more time. The only thing I have been able to explain myself about this is that I have a lot of useless energy, which unless I vent out somehow, goes into my head as heat and disturbs the whole sys...
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000: July 2008
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Sunday, July 6, 2008. I don't care what the others say, I like it when it is praise" - Roger Federer. 100 aces in the tournament, no set dropped, impeccable performance all through, unruffled after playing for 4 hours, a 5 time winning streak.and still, the guy could not earn enough camera attention? No discussion about his extraordinary feat? My regret is that I could not enjoy the game o...
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000: June 2007
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Wednesday, June 13, 2007. How about writing a blog with this first thing missing? I know it is a difficult job, but nothing to do following a long day at work. Just got back from. And hit on this part in a book which told about a man who authors a full book without using it. Yup, a good activity for my brain to work on. But man, it is an uphill task! My bliss I cannot portray through words.
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000: February 2007
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Monday, February 12, 2007. It was a bliss to hear that question being posed, and my ecstasy had no bounds. The whole ride back home, the sardarji continued his conversation in a tongue much familiar a.n.d.m.u.c.h.l.i.k.e.d. Eight Thirty to Five Thirty. Friends.Hostel.Events.Match. Homeless.clueless.big city.scared. All by my self. Apartment hunt.place, Fremont? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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000: August 2008
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The title addresses the 'nothingness' in my head, which makes it incapable of producing any legible pieces of prose. Saturday, August 16, 2008. The Golds that glitter and the Golds that don't. A Gold in doubles? Roger Federer wins the Olympic gold for Switzerland in men's doubles on the last day of his 4.5 years of top singles ranking.incredible! Still, India goes back with the historical medal in shooting for Bindra -an achievement too much for the whole 1 billion populace we own. Each year our peop...