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Fervid Convictions: October 2011
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Oct 2, 2011. These days.: A Reverie! I have a screaming nose! He pulls on it every morning and wakes me up. Yeah HE wakes me up! I would open my eyes into the most beautiful and exquisite smile on the planet . He laughs and dashes out into the living room. I jump out from my bed, and run after him. I can see him hiding behind the curtains and peeking out.So I sneak up slowly and lift him from behind .and his laughter fills my morning! 8220; Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens. No one believes me a...
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Fervid Convictions: August 2013
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Aug 30, 2013. Its just today. Today is not like other days. Today I wanna go back to riding my rusty old cycle in the University campus. Today I wanna go back to watching Che Guevara movies and feel goosebumps. Today I wanna sit under the tree drinking Bada Chai. And discuss perhaps ' cultural hegemony'? Today I wanna huddle up with my mates and create a storyboard. Today I wanna pack my camera and tripod and set out to shoot the labourers in South Campus. Today I wanna sleep in the edit suite. No, I...
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Fervid Convictions: January 2012
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Jan 20, 2012. It all starts , when you wake up with a bump on your forehead ( Mosquitoes in Kerala have apt timings! Then you're not allowed to go to receive your best friend. ( You're the bride, you should always stay in.). You're not allowed to 'talk too much.' ( Your 'frightening frankness' might just offend people ). Dont laugh loud (It is interpreted as indiscipline). Not to mention the beautician, who transforms you into 'the frog princess'. All you know is you are a puppet! And you cannot give ANY.
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Fervid Convictions: May 2012
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May 25, 2012. When half the nation is watching IPL, I’m watching.Guess what? Scripps National spelling BEE! Can’t care much for cricket anyways, let alone IPL, however much glamour attached to it.). Half the contestants in the competition are Indians. And apparently its always bin that way. And Oh boy, aren’t these kids SMART! Thats too many languages already for a 10 year old). You can break down the roots and guess the spelling of a hell lot of words in English. What the * *! Sukanya with her trophy.
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Fervid Convictions: June 2012
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Jun 20, 2012. SNAFU,SUSFU, TARFU,FUBAR,.aaaand BOHICA. No, I haven't gone cuckoo. I just feel , Im on a warfront, and its been officially declared SNAFU. Situation Normal: All f* *ed up" But its bin quite sometime now , and now I feel, SUSFU. Situation unchanged : Still f* *ed up" And in no time Im gonna be TARFU. Totally and royally f* *ed up". And I really hope I dont become FUBAR. F* *ed up beyond all recognition". Scene : Railway Police Station Secunderabad. What happened with this girl? I tried my b...
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Fervid Convictions: Free From YOU
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Sep 14, 2012. Im Sorry, we turned bad and bitter. Im Sorry, we grew far and foreign. Im Sorry, we are strange and stiff. Im Sorry, but I want to be free from you. You remind my debts and don't let me dream. You reflect my pain and make me scream. You bring out my worst , let alone rest. To free myself of you, I think is best. Hoped you would help, not hurt me. Wished you would love, not mock me. Now I wonder if you'd ever be proud. Now I think if you'd ever let me be. Forgive me for giving up on you.
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Fervid Convictions: September 2012
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Sep 14, 2012. Im Sorry, we turned bad and bitter. Im Sorry, we grew far and foreign. Im Sorry, we are strange and stiff. Im Sorry, but I want to be free from you. You remind my debts and don't let me dream. You reflect my pain and make me scream. You bring out my worst , let alone rest. To free myself of you, I think is best. Hoped you would help, not hurt me. Wished you would love, not mock me. Now I wonder if you'd ever be proud. Now I think if you'd ever let me be. Forgive me for giving up on you.
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Fervid Convictions: Looking back at 10,000
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Feb 6, 2014. Looking back at 10,000. He did something last night that he never does in public. As soon as we placed our orders and said our quick 'thankyous' to the waitress, he takes my hands from across the table to squeeze them gently ( never done that in public, has he? And says " Happy 10,000th Day to you, Grandma! At first I go, "WHAT"? And then I'm like , "Oh my God! So yesterday I turned 10,000 days old! But here are the top 10 things that happened to me in the last 10,000. Everyone single person...
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Fervid Convictions: March 2012
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Mar 27, 2012. I want my life. Disclaimer: Time pass writing ahead. Apologies for not showing up regularly! Super busy , tired and mostly day dreaming. So here is a glimpse to some of my fleeting thoughts, which I had to quickly hold by its tail and struggle and juggle to force it onto the blog. I want my life. To be an Einaudi playlist. With no lyrics you smile, without wings you fly. To be a Mindy Gledhill song. And float like “a scoop of vanilla cream in strawberry soda”. A tulip garden in all its glory.
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Fervid Convictions: September 2011
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Sep 21, 2011. The moth and the flame. When your feet drags, where it used to sprint. When your eyes smile, where it used to squint. When your hand trembles, where it wanted to grab. And you forget to breathe, but rather gasp. You look away, and your eyes wander. Not 'cos you want your mind to ponder. For, you just dont want your eyes to tell. What your heart is afraid to say. Then comes the day you learn from a moth. That “the flame has always been you”. A secret desire to hear it from him. Sep 17, 2011.
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