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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: Scraps of fancy: Vortex
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Wednesday, March 18, 2009. Scraps of fancy: Vortex. 7:21 pm, March 23, 2009. 7:27 pm, April 04, 2009. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Kini's speech for the dumb. On accelerated growth periods. The green paper duck. Phantoms in the brain' by V.S. Ramachandran. Hickory Dickory Dock' by Agatha Christie. Brave New World' by Aldous Huxley. Anansi Boys' by Neil Gaiman. A spot of bother' by Mark Haddon.
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: June 2006
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Sunday, June 25, 2006. I was sitting in the balcony of my house letting my mind drift away in no particular direction. I just kept thinking. He replied "I got the job man! They are paying me 7 lakhs! I kept thinking about what had happened and I remembered something else. An incident that had happened a couple of years back. Why do you look like somebody died? Then I remembered many more such occasions. Like the oth...
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: January 2007
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Thursday, January 04, 2007. There is something about the game. After a semester that was an academic disaster, I needed something that'd make me feel sort of better. And I got it. At the end of it all, I have to say there was something about the team that made all of us tick. And there is something about football. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Kini's speech for the dumb. On accelerated growth periods.
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: February 2007
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Friday, February 16, 2007. Tomorrow is a holiday. That means I'm on a break from the hectic academic calendar. A short one. I went to the beach with Guggu. Ate burgers, walked on the beach, saw footprints on the sand, felt the wind strike me ever so gently, looked at the stars, looked at waves canceling each other out, ate groundnuts, rode a motorcycle on the campus roads. Tuesday, February 06, 2007.
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: February 2008
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Sunday, February 10, 2008. Think about a man on an island that's thousand miles away from the nearest city, with practically no connection whatsoever to other people. No exchange of goods, no communication, nothing. Is it possible to experience how that feels when you're living in a crowded place with lots and lots of people you know around you? If you like good drama and dark humour, it's a highly recommended watch...
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: June 2005
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Sunday, June 12, 2005. Some places never change. After going through a particularly nightmarish semester in college it was time for the holidays. Phew! Then we came across this tender coconut shop I vaguely remembered. But then when I saw the vendor it all came back so clearly. God! Then we reached one of the popular restaurants in the city. We were greeted by the manager of the place. Guess what, he was the...Some ...
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: Making sense isn't as easy as it sounds, is it?
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Monday, June 18, 2007. Making sense isn't as easy as it sounds, is it? There are times when you're out shopping and you find something that catches your eye. It may be a nice pair of sandals or a nice wallet. Everything about it seems like it was made just to suit your need and mood. But then you pick it up and find one tiny label that just kills the whole thing! Why, oh lord, should it have the label! A nice topic ...
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: To the grey pilgrim
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Thursday, March 06, 2008. To the grey pilgrim. I don't watch a lot of movies. I don't know why. Perhaps it's just that I hardly get into a mood for one. Or maybe it's because they get into my head. Once in a while, I watch one when someone recommends it. The movies that Olorin, Popup, the grey pilgrim. After he suggested it. It was simply beautiful. Today, I watched this Indie musical called Once.
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: May 2006
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Wednesday, May 31, 2006. The pleasure of groundnuts! I was walking down the sidewalk of the road, on my way back after a tiring day at work, carrying my office bag on my shoulders. The weather was positively amazing and I could feel the gentle, cool breeze caressing me. Sunday, May 28, 2006. It wasn't even where the holes were that was interesting. It was how the holes kept moving.The contours of the boundar...But t...
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil: November 2006
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Chronicles of Cheeky and the Devil. Thoughts, ideas, and musings of Cheeky and the Devil. Thursday, November 02, 2006. I am sleeping in my room at around 12.30 in the afternoon after a heavy lunch. I set the alarm to ring at 1.50 so that I'd be able to get up on time for a 2'o clock lecture which I couldn't afford to miss. And then I get up. I look at my watch. It's 2.05. "Oh fuck! It is an air-conditioned room. And I am sweating like I 'm being roasted. I'm scared. Really scared. The green paper duck.