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The Freeky Philosopher Blog...
The Freeky Philosopher Blog. A newbie blog from Swati Atreya trying to inspire and aspire. Monday, 28 March 2016. I currently do not have anything else to share except what exactly I can feel rn. I recently met with an accident and have been on bed rest since then. Not very seriously injured but yeah a bit more than little, I obviously don't want to talk about my cuts n bruises here. Instead I will talk about what all I have been doing n feeling since past 3 days. But the moral of the story is. Well ...
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Swati Avasthi
Thursday, February 9, 2012. Tour Redux: Interviewing Survivors. Originally posted at Sarah's random musings. An inside look at interviewing survivors and developing professional distance. Thanks, Sarah, for having me! I dreaded the day when we would hear that story or have our documents subpoenaed. It never came. About a year into my tenure I finally asked my boss: why do these thin pieces of paper work? Which gave me comfort. And hope which I could then give to our clients. Tuesday, February 7, 2012.
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Swati Avasthi: Novelist
Haunting, mesmerizing and intense.". Kirkus Reviews, starred review. Told in images and prose, Chasing Shadows. Is about Savitri and Holly, fearless freerunners who vault over walls, flip from parapets, and leap from building to building. Invincible. Until a killing fractures their world. Intimate, dramatic and poetic.". 16-year-old Jace Witherspoon arrives at the doorstep of his estranged brother Christian with a re-landscaped face (courtesy of his father's fist), $3.84, and a secret. Split.
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Writing Technically - Home
Hello everyone, this is my technical writing portfolio. My experiences with writing have been varied, and have most certainly not been technical in nature. I have written flowery papers, as well as personal creative writing endeavors and legal writing memos. In this class I hope to get fluent in the technical aspect of writing in order to fully grasp the needs of my future career as a CPA. Create a free website.
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Swati Banerjee's Blog | Just another WordPress.com weblog
Swati Banerjee's Blog. I’m Giving Away This Weight Loss Report for FREE. May 1, 2015 at 11:03 PMMay ( Uncategorized. Hey people, I have been helping family and friends with their weight loss concerns over the last so many years (having battled it myself and won! That somebody suggested I write it all down… put it “on paper” as they say… so I can be of help to a lot more people. So why not share my knowledge and hard earned wisdom with all the folks out there like me… looking and not finding? 3) Make your...
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Sunday, August 16, 2015. When my body lay numb, open in the wide. You put your warmth onto my soul. The warmth with the strangeness of character,. The warmth crude to the hilt,. The warmth indifferent to my Low's. It smelled of sweat and not white musk. It echoed but wasnt shrill. The warmth unrecognised by you and the rest. Not celebrated by the present you too. Your past, as you say, was familiar somewhat. Your future, might also be so. Colors. So abstract. With strokes bent and un-positive highlight.
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let's explore I.T enggr's world more than Programming :P i.e other talents :P | few of my experiments.. while xploring myslf in this world
Let's explore I.T enggr's world more than Programming :P i.e other talents :P. Few of my experiments. while xploring myslf in this world. Apologies, but no results were found for the requested archive. Perhaps searching will help find a related post. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Follow “let's explore I.T enggr's world more than Programming :P i.e other talents :P”. Get every new post delivered to your Inbox. Build a website with WordPress.com.
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Spurts of Expression
Rants, diary entries, meetings with life. Monday, July 27, 2015. She tiptoed into my room,. Like a monsoon breeze, unaware. She strutted around for a while, fiddling with things. She stood in front of a mirror, admiring herself, surveying her looks for the last time. She picked up a bindi and placed it on her bright forehead. Wrapped a dupatta like a saree. Puffed some talc from the case, all set to go. And then she told her playmate- That's how Ma dresses up when she goes out with Papa! It was a starry ...