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The Waffle Iron: Fitting the bill
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Thursday, September 28, 2006. My supervisor pointed me to this. Today He said, "This is UNBELIEVABLE! I read it and thought. "Well, maybe this is how it felt during the Emergency in '75? Maybe I should start imagining Bush with black hands, green hair, black teeth; within green walls. Posted by Cos Θ @ 9:56 AM. At 9/28/2006 2:29 PM. At 9/29/2006 9:59 AM. Hon, you're working too hard! Decidef fhe needf the 's' wordf*. At 10/03/2006 11:31 PM. At 4/02/2007 10:21 AM. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States.
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The Waffle Iron: June 2005
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Thursday, June 30, 2005. Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror, purged all traces of narcissism from your soul and wondered what lay beneath the lines that age brings? If you whittled away that layer of dermis and epidermis (I admit my knowledge of Biology is well refutable :P), gouged out all that adipose, tore away the muscle and struck out all elements of your skeletal system. what would you have? I can sense conjecture, that this is what is called a 'vegetative state'. :D. I've always HATED ...
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The Waffle Iron: June 2006
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Thursday, June 15, 2006. There are times when I wish science-fiction would come true. and yesterday was one such occasion. It reminded me of this book by Clarke, I'd read YEARS ago. I think it was '3001: A Space Odyssey', where this guy travels at a speed SLIGHTLY lower than that of light [about 99% of c. But at that time, it seemed like the most fascinating thing to me. I'd fantasize travelling at such speeds to visit the future, and find out if they'd discovered a technique to visit the past. Driving i...
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The Waffle Iron
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Monday, August 28, 2006. I remember reading this article in our college magazine (fondly or rather,. Named ' Belles Lettres. And in the bargain, massacring another of the 'Romantic' [to those who understand what romantic with the capital. Means :P] languages), written by an alumni member - do I also qualify as one now, btw? It certainly sounds like a HUGE onus anyway! Although this might not be a very rigid rule, you WILL agree that each of us has undergone one or more of these transitions already. I'm o...
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The Waffle Iron: The thread that binds
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Tuesday, August 08, 2006. The thread that binds. I get kinda' depressed when I don't. Smear colours on Holi, light crackers on Diwali, decorate the doors of our house with flowers for Sankranti or eat cross-legged out of banana leaves for Ganesh Chaturthi. It's worse still, when you can't tie a rakhi, only because distance makes brothers dearer. It's miserable that I couldn't go haggling for rakhis this year! Which means there won't be gifts/chocolates either. Sigh! To my DEAREST brother. PS: It's a rocky.
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The Waffle Iron: Another 'encounter'
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Thursday, August 24, 2006. Well, this happened today, a few hours ago. so it's all too fresh in my mind, and I just cant keep myself from posting it. I dont know if it's gonna smack of vanity/whatever. but well. Because my friends are hungrily waiting for some 'drama' at my end, I gotta post it. Of course all that happens like everyday. But what ALSO happened to me, was what I'd generally put down as a scene out of a cheesy thriller. like a Chase maybe? No, maybe a Jackie Collins or Danielle Steel. So he...
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The Waffle Iron: December 2005
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Thursday, December 29, 2005. The first man on the moon? Posted by Cos Θ @ 10:00 PM. Wednesday, December 14, 2005. Here tagged me. And because we're playing tag, and someone's gotta keep score; I'll say no more, and tell you things about me, in order, score. (that's like. umm. TWENTY secrets? If I could hitch a ride on a time-machine; I'd pull the lever to "Past", wind the spring to "Medieval" and shoot for it. I've got a 'thing' for gore, it excites me. I have a fetish for embroidering my OWN clothes....
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The Waffle Iron: July 2005
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Sunday, July 31, 2005. If ever there was), now occupies newspaper and tabloid front-pages as 'sleaze'. However, I don't consider myself qualified to decry decisions that those in power. Deem insurmountable or to deplore the hero-worshipping of those who strategise. The mass butchering of a body of the army, the victory or loss of which represents the triumph or humiliation of the people of the nation that they had chosen to represent. Yeah, proper nouns! And, I must admit, I was more occupied with the od...
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The Waffle Iron: Strange Bedfellows
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Thursday, June 28, 2007. They had been multiplying steadily. In the crevices of the bed-frame, under forgotten layers of foam, on hardened corners of the box-spring, between undone sheets fading with laundry washes. Or maybe it is the spray of rain. One One two. One two three. Sometimes four. That's how they feasted. Breakfast, lunch, dinner. They call it. Sometimes a midnight snack? She opens her eyes. Relief. It wasn't her that killed him. It was the gun. And the guitar. But they kept leaving trails of...
