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Tilt 23.5: Disconnecting
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Sunday, March 14, 2010. Leaving an educational institute is one of the toughest things to do. Even more so at a place like ISB. Just physically leaving the campus is a challenge in itself. For 360 days we have been pampered by Sarovar and nature. I can't imagine what it would be like to make my own bed! As if to make things worse, summer has arrived with warmth, colors and today, cooling rain. Sigh. In a single place at the same time. SLC has promised an absolute blast for the next three weeks including ...
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Tilt 23.5: Magnum Opus
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Tuesday, August 31, 2010. So yes - Vikram Chandra's Sacred Games. Succeeded in blindsiding me like no other book in recent memory. I bought it thinking " What the heck - it's about the Mumbai underworld, how bad can it be? Just a simple back-of-the-envelope calculation meant that I'd be occupied for days, in return for just Rs 300/-. Seemed like a good deal to an business grad and so I plonked for it over Nagarkar's Cuckold. Which sometimes felt detached, as if you knew an outsider was writing about it.
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Tilt 23.5: I am but an egg
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Saturday, December 4, 2010. I am but an egg. My sci-fi odyssey continues. This time, it's Stranger in a strange land,. A beautiful examination of religion, philosophy, love, xenophobia and just what qualifies the term mankind. Strange ideas abound through the book, and once again, I'm surprised by some of the things I've been missing. A few years ago, when I first read Roy's God of Small Things,. He has added what I would like to believe one of the most innocent phrases - I am but an egg. Heinlein's othe...
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Flying Banjo Pigs? | Ironed and WordPressed
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Chaotic creations of a crazy mind. April 13, 2011. If pigs can fly, they can also play the banjo! I made this drawing after seeing rindo’s work. For the Dueling Banjo Pigs. Contest. It’s made me realize one thing – either my bamboo isnt perfect for drawing (it’s a basic model) or I have simply not improved😦. This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). A Cultured Left Foot.
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A fearless story – final part | Ironed and WordPressed
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Chaotic creations of a crazy mind. A fearless story – part 4. A fearless story – final part. October 27, 2009. What if they are cannibals? I don’t see any signs of human sacrifice here though. So, these natives are actually tree dwellers… they would have watched every move of mine. He had found what he sought for, but the world would never know of his greatest achievement. Did it matter in the end anyway? This entry was posted in Uncategorized. A fearless story – part 4. One response to “. Pogba scratche...
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April | 2011 | Ironed and WordPressed
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Chaotic creations of a crazy mind. Monthly Archives: April 2011. April 13, 2011. If pigs can fly, they can also play the banjo! I made this drawing after seeing rindo’s work. For the Dueling Banjo Pigs. Contest. It’s made me realize one thing – either my bamboo isnt perfect for drawing (it’s a basic model) or I have simply not improved😦. A fearless story – final part. A fearless story – part 4. A fearless story – part 3. A Cultured Left Foot. Gaptun's WP blog. Nimish Batra, The Life and Times of.
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Tilt 23.5: September 2009
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Sunday, September 13, 2009. Poised on the edge of Forever. That's one of my favorite phrases - from Sagan's Cosmos. I guess that beautifully captures the essence of the past few weeks at ISB. Things move so rapidly here that it's like falling into a black hole - everything seems to slow down and accelerate at the same time. But the campus has begun to look really pretty. With just a hint of light rain, the cicadas singing and the stillness of early morning, it's hard not to simply fall in love with t...
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Tilt 23.5: March 2010
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Sunday, March 14, 2010. Leaving an educational institute is one of the toughest things to do. Even more so at a place like ISB. Just physically leaving the campus is a challenge in itself. For 360 days we have been pampered by Sarovar and nature. I can't imagine what it would be like to make my own bed! As if to make things worse, summer has arrived with warmth, colors and today, cooling rain. Sigh. In a single place at the same time. SLC has promised an absolute blast for the next three weeks including ...
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Tilt 23.5: November 2010
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Monday, November 29, 2010. I've been away for quite some time, travelling and in general being occupied with work. And within this manic world of instant everything, I discovered a form of poetry that I thought I'd never truly appreciate. Haiku. A world of dew,. And within every dewdrop. A world of struggle. A couple more that I really liked:. So very still, even. Cherry blossoms are not stirred. By the temple bell. At the ancient pond. A frog plunges into. The sound of water. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Tilt 23.5: October 2009
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009. With so much to do, we prioritize and organize to the minutest detail. Assignments are pushed back to the day before submission. The actual deadline though is hilarious. Imagine the scene - 8 AM on a Monday morning. You're in the atrium at 7:45 enjoying a nice warm breakfast, proud that you slogged through the night for the submission, yet feeling guilty that you had to leave it till so late. Whaddaya mean you don't have one? There was a pre-read? 45 pages, there goes my CP!
