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The White Mischief: March 2010
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Tuesday, March 2, 2010. Birthdays - Now n Then. A long long time ago when I was still in school, I used to have rip-roaring, dramatic and extremely nifty birthdays. Not that I don’t have good and gratifying birthdays now, but somehow they are less remarkable. Then our entire existence whirled around birthdays. So back in school days, the approach of a birthday demanded ‘the victim’. But things are totally different when you are one of ‘the executioners’. Then there are the more affable chunks like select...
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Bartering favors… | Realizing the Future
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February 28, 2010. With the IITM elections for the student secretary positions just round the corner, I came across an interesting post on Google buzz – “Insti politics and clientelism! Perhaps the fiasco of indirect democracy even at a micro level…”. The post and the ensuing discussion were about the institute elections. Leaving aside the details of the same – the points raised in the discussion forced me to consider some interesting theoretical/ethical questions regarding elections…. One method to get ...
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Nikita behind her wall… | Realizing the Future
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Nikita behind her wall. April 30, 2010. Closed doors and brick walls,. Barred windows and barbed wire fences…. A serene mask of calm indifference. Is a glance and a nod too much to ask for? Smiles are dear, conversations timed,. On her side, as well as mine…. A glance, a nod, such things would suffice…. An acknowledgment of my existence…. But why do I wish for such things? Irrational, Illogical,. Thoughts, and dreams,. Inspired, in part, by Elton John’s Nikita…. One more exam left! From → poetry. Again &...
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Missing words | Realizing the Future
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August 11, 2010. It’s just so hard,. To tell someone how you feel. Our thoughts, our emotions,. We bury deep and seal…. Living our lives,. In accordance with myriad rules,. We consider ourselves mature,. But in the end, aren’t we just fools? Cold, when we should have been warm,. Quiet, when we should have spoken,. Some bonds are never fomed,. And some forever broken. We surround ourselves with brick walls,. When we wish to run away,. Within those walls we trap ourselves,. Taking steps only on cue,. Missi...
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She talks to the Rain | Realizing the Future
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Chronicle of the Wings. I talk to the rain. She talks to the Rain. June 12, 2010. She talks to the rain,. Her silhouette framed against the gray sky,. Stretches her arm out beyond the shade,. Questions posed to the falling droplets,. Answered by omniscient silence…. She talks to the rain,. Lying on her bed in the dark,. The din of the raindrops on the window pane,. Bedtime stories and midnight chats…. She talks to the rain,. Tired and alone,. The rain washes her worries away. The cold shower on her face,.
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LIFE IS A DRUG !!: May 2010
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LIFE IS A DRUG! INDIA’S T-20 FIASCO. Posted in randoM thoughT. Yepp…I’m back. Wanted to hit my laptop keys badly for so many days.But I guess it was worth the wait. What really brings me back, is nothing great than our own Indian Cricket worshipped by billions in India and world over. 8217;2010 – ICC T-20 WC. Kicks off in The Caribbean. Top of the Table in Group C. India; the first team to qualify for the super-eights with an all win record in the league. Well done India. 8217;2010 …. 8216; 2010 …. Not T...
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LIFE IS A DRUG !!: April 2011
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LIFE IS A DRUG! Something good . . . A Dreamless Sleep and a Hopeless Heart . That’s All I Pray,. Enough of Broken Dreams and an Empty Heart…. Being a witness to my world being ripped apart! A Dreamless Sleep and a Hopeless Heart …. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I hope I do justice to this question. he he! Soto start with . I M A MAD PERSON [which is the best thing abt me] - i like to enjoy life,be with kool ppl.mostly my friends! Not To forget.I M also. Fussy and a worrier! View my complete profile.
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The Shadow Girl: In grip of a vice...
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In grip of a vice. Posted in Yet another.Tag Ur it.:-P. Posted by Shadow Girl. On Monday, January 24, 2011. Ahem of all my vices and Devil knows that i have innumerable the one I could happily get rid of is. procrastination! Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task. Monday, January 24, 2011. And u certainly do justice to it :P. January 28, 2011 at 2:25 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My tits and bits. Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. Here, I once walked.
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LIFE IS A DRUG !!: February 2010
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LIFE IS A DRUG! Posted in randoM thoughT. 8220;Not-an Rust” – my office – yippee,.yeah I got a job. My Design-ation = FuNNeD An-a-LeasT (keep havin’ FuNN ). Once upon a time,…. 8211; tension building up.’m yet to be pLaced… but @LL pLannin’s done for KeraLa trip with ma family. I wanted to be employed before I Go. 8211; Got a mail about prospective hirers . BYE-BYE Group and “Not-an Rust” ;). Dec’o9 . OMG! 8220;Not-an Rust” – Not much of an idea! But heard one of the best Fine-an-SeaL Come-pay-nice .
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“How to go to the Tao Temple” | Realizing the Future
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How to go to the Tao Temple. May 24, 2010. That’s the title of an amazing poem by K. Satchidanandan. Sharing a few lines from the same…. Don’t lock the door. Go lightly like the leaf in the breeze. Along dawn’s valley. If you are too fair. Cover yourself with ash. If too clever, go half-asleep. That which is fast. Be slow, slow as stillness. Be formless like water. Lie low, don’t even try to go up. Don’t go round the diety. Nothingness has no directions,. No front nor back. Don’t call It by name,. Be ope...