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The Curse of Gab: The End
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Monday, September 05, 2011. 8220;What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new. Right now.”. Just like that, the past eight years had disappeared into thin air. My blog no longer existed. There wasn’t the slightest trace of it to be found anywhere. Thank you, for always being there for me. When ...
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The Curse of Gab: But it Rained.
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Friday, August 05, 2011. Sometimes, just sometimes, it should rain. Sometimes, just sometimes, you should get drenched to the bone. As the rain hits your skin, little determined needles with just one passion in life,. To break your resolve, your belief, your tough exterior. Sometimes, you need the rain. To take away the shock, to let you feel the pain. To reach into the darkest side of you, and wrench it out in slow graceful moments. Romantic...
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The Curse of Gab: Slim-Boy-Fat
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Wednesday, November 03, 2010. So I have a friend. Who has been after my life forever to mention him on my blog. Pleas of whom I have been continuously ignoring. Because when I do finally decide to write about him, this is what comes out. Whiney and attention seeking. In love and regretting it. He’s the one who you’re most likely to wake up to. His attention seeking loud voice of course. To give him some attention of course. His friendship, se...
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The Curse of Gab: Romanticising Life and So On
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Wednesday, January 26, 2011. Romanticising Life and So On. I spent the last two days sitting through a series of presentations telling me what my life will be like over the next year or so. Down to the details of my birthday gift. And the caller buttons on my office desk phone. Process was the keyword. I didn’t mind. It was nice to have some processes in place, after my last job. It was a nice change, and a nice lazy two days. The new and not...
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The Curse of Gab: When the World goes Round
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Thursday, August 11, 2011. When the World goes Round. Over the months I realize that I’ve fallen into one lazy rut. I wake up just in enough time to get ready and reach office on time. I work. And then some more. I sail a few seas. And I go to sleep. Late. And wake up just in time to get ready and reach office on time. Believe me, I’m not cribbing. Life is rather perfect right now. Just like this. Blissful ignorance it was, as I learnt today.
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The Curse of Gab: The Puppeteer - Part 2
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Monday, August 09, 2010. The Puppeteer - Part 2. She was never meant to be a puppet. Soon they became inseparable. Growing and feeding on each others thoughts and emotions. Something about them scared all the other puppets around them. They warned her of the changes, of the path she seemed to be taking, but she was already too far away to hear them. And one day, the Puppeteer decided to push his limits even farther. The Human Story Machine.
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The Curse of Gab: August 2011
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Friday, August 26, 2011. The bulb flickered. The rain smashed against the windowpane, the force, alarming, the noise, deafening. But the silence was worse. There was no trace of sleep in her eyes. It wouldn’t come. She didn’t even try to invite it. She felt a hot sting in her eyes, and inhaled sharply. The noise disturbed the silence, dissolved in the rain. She wasn’t sure when she discovered the Place. But she had, and she would vi...She cri...
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The Curse of Gab: Fate
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Thursday, July 21, 2011. He came into this world. A little bundle of joy. He looked around impatiently. And waited for her to join. She came into this world. Farther this world round. She basked in his love. And waited to be found. They grew up in two corners. Knowing deep in their hearts. They were meant to be together. Somehow they always knew. Somewhere they were meant to be. But in the name of growing up. Mature was he, and she. Be Kind, ...
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The Curse of Gab: Feel
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Friday, August 26, 2011. The bulb flickered. The rain smashed against the windowpane, the force, alarming, the noise, deafening. But the silence was worse. There was no trace of sleep in her eyes. It wouldn’t come. She didn’t even try to invite it. She felt a hot sting in her eyes, and inhaled sharply. The noise disturbed the silence, dissolved in the rain. She wasn’t sure when she discovered the Place. But she had, and she would vi...She cri...
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The Curse of Gab: Why Living Alone is a Must for Everyone at least Once in their Lives
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The Curse of Gab. The gift comes and goes. The curse stays on. Saturday, July 02, 2011. Why Living Alone is a Must for Everyone at least Once in their Lives. Yes, the heading of this post is kinda long. And not very intelligent. I toyed with the idea of putting up a witty heading, a random heading, a completely vague heading, or a heading which throws you off track. But here it is. Exactly what I’m going to write about. Just the way it is in my head. 8221; splashed in bright red colours across your face.
