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Desire… | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. The desire is to share smiles n blankets with u…. Also watch some horror movies together where I can sneak on u…. To measure your waist by my palms. N occasionally get u high n lock the door to see you swivel n entice…. Go on a camping trip n count stars in clear night skies…. To make fire n roast some food as I drink wine through ur lips. See u change every night n wait for a peek…. At the gifts that r mine to unwrap. N those signals that only we d understand….

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Untitled | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. Wen the lights are out I will seek n see u… and let your contours define my words. I wd look at the eyes n feel wat u did . n let the evening drown me into u …. I wd see the smile spread across ur lips and will u to stay. I wd see the hair flowing in the wind in countdown to the time wen u come my way. . Another late night …. 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). My ex...

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Vishal | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. Hmmm where do u start when you have to think about your best friend … someone who has been a part of your system for good 10 years and made days shorter and funnier with his presence. its tough and i know irrespective of whatever i recollect and jot down here, there would still be thoughts unwritten, feelings shared and incidents missed . We always used to argue endlessly about our cricketing prowess. I was and am miles ahead of him in any game , Period! While I was...

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Mrs Deepali Poonia | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. This blog is me. With all my imperfections and opinions. I like coming back and reading it from time to time. This rejuvenates me and at times puts things in perspective. Now Yesterday, I wished my mom here and it felt good. Deepali commented, it was so routine of her yet it stood out. Made me think and here I am. Surely we must have been strangers sometime. And technology helped me. We v been friends since Orkut days, so y not dig up the past? Anuraag has been one ...

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Kamal | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. 8220;O B& % %$%D! 8221; – (Acc to Ankit). When Kamal said these words from a dingy room in delhi, he would have never imagined that this would stick as his name. Fattu as we all lovingly call him. Ranked 4th in the JET exam, if there was any student less bothered about studies in our batch, i dont know him. His famous gear changing hrithik Roshan walk heading straight to shake your hands… ( Disgusting! His Voice suddenly losing the gruffness…. Our New Flatmate Kamal...

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Maa… meri maa….. Mumma :)) | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. Maa… meri maa…. Mumma :). It’s the mother’s day and I shout out to you,. I v been ignorant lately but what to do. You got a son for pearls n pizzas. And me who can write you a word or two. You are short and cute just made to order. For you wont fit my arms if you were any broader. In you I find my counsel, my best of loyal friends. You called giggling guru, you always set trends. We talk we share and we give you a new name,. U work day in day out, for us you do.

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Into The Wilderness | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. Into the wilderness beyond the comforts of my cozy home…. The journeys are long and am brought to far off lands…. Never the driver, yet steering the vehicle at my command…. The blizzard lasts a while so does rain n sunshine… But the smile is intact. N so it continues. For rest of my life… A journeyman. 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). The New Dark…. No say No see.

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Reblogs | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. 1 Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good. 2 When in doubt, just take the next small step. 3 Life is too short not to enjoy. 4 Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and family will. 5 Don’t buy stuff you don’t need. 6 You don’t have to win every argument. Stay true to yourself. 7 Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone. 8 It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it. 9 Save for things that matter. 25 No one is in charge of your ...

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Another late night …. | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. Another late night …. So …. another late night …. Another random encounter …. Another tinge in stomach. Another glint in the eye. Another heart beat missed. Another dream created. . Another mirage kissed . Another tale of sweat . another of fire n ice . Another murmur of sounds another pounding of heart. Another clench of fists . another voice in jist . Another moment of pleasure . another found treasure. Apr 06, 2014. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. The New Dark….

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Friends n Smiles | contoursoflife

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A journey called life in first person. A friendship can weather most things and thrive in thin soil; but it needs a little common sense, shared frequency, some kick arse crazy stories, a healthy dosage of booze or gals and complete n blind trust – just to savor it for all time to come. Over the last 12 yrs, i have been lucky to have some of the craziest people walking the planet to call my friends. Our tales are long and memories fade, yet today i recollect and see what together we made…. Feb 24, 2012.