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Ephemeral Madness: November 2011

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Friday, November 18, 2011. Every now and then, you juggle up your life. Do a little something different. Come read me on: http:/ imonpurple.wordpress.com/. A personal blog, where I hope we can all share stories. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Nine Ten And Jack. The Voice Of A. View my complete profile.

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Ephemeral Madness: Rickshaw woes

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Monday, August 08, 2011. In the February of 2010, I moved to Gurgaon. Much of the first month was spent house-hunting in Gurgaon's many squalid colonies by foot, on a cycle-rickshaw, in a borrowed car, or a ramshackle Tata Indica rented out at Rs.800/- a day. To my relief, I didn’t have to be sandwiched among Gurgaon’s many sweaty men; I had the rickshaw all to myself for a mere Rs. 20/-. I whizzed past all and sundry, feeling like a rickshaw queen. How ridiculous I must have look...All packed in and set...

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Ephemeral Madness: December 2009

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Thursday, December 31, 2009. Pause: Of last thoughts. I want to tell you how I began the year 2009, because someday you may begin a year like that too. Alone, aloof, afraid.almost broken. Hoping for one thing, one dream. And, I want to tell you, how I feel today, because perhaps, it will fill you with hope? It fills me, too. And, despite the fact that I lost the one dream I started out with. Thank you for staying with me through the year. For those of you who did, thank you for pausing. I hope yo...Pause...

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Ephemeral Madness: Of Breath

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Tuesday, August 09, 2011. On my way to work this morning, I began thinking about 'breath.' I wonder if we humans are motivated by a simplistic want- the security of hearing someone breathe. Not just any someone, our lives aren’t searches for soul mates, but to match the sound we were born into. In the womb, the sound of breathing is intrinsic to our being. In growing up in families, hopefully, the sound of breathing fills our ears. Sometimes, we find it. It reassures you of what you want. The Tree of Life.

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Ephemeral Madness: I've moved

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Friday, November 18, 2011. Every now and then, you juggle up your life. Do a little something different. Come read me on: http:/ imonpurple.wordpress.com/. A personal blog, where I hope we can all share stories. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Nine Ten And Jack. The Voice Of A. View my complete profile.

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Ephemeral Madness: January 2010

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Monday, January 25, 2010. Monday Musings - 32. Each function like a self-sustained town. With a huge tea garden, its land amassing small cities, and a factory. Managers, and Assistant Managers, and laborers all have houses according to their salary structure. Much of Assam's infrastructure remains unaffected through time. I realize, this Monday, what a beautiful, unfathomable world we live in. More Monday Musings here. Links to this post. Monday, January 18, 2010. Monday Musings - 31. I do not know. ...

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Ephemeral Madness: May 2010

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Monday, May 03, 2010. Monday Musings - 40. What remains are their memories that unfold in the littlest things - when you make your first chicken curry and know instinctively how to cut the onions right. How to mend your heart when you are alone. How to always love the rain. How to paint your door one day. Teachers, they teach you that in school. And, you remember, even though you think you have long forgotten. More Monday Musings here. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Monday Musings - 40.

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Ephemeral Madness: June 2010

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Monday, June 07, 2010. But, Lansdowne arrived only at the crack of dawn. Stones were pelted at a sleepy Government Rest House, where none but a soft-eyed guest came to our rescue. He directed us back to the chowk, where morning had come. The gurgles from a bathroom, the day’s first strollers…. And, the quiet walk back to the chowk. Tip See had turned into our favoured place for a meal. After dinner, we strolled around and round the chowk. A nip in the air, a hand in a hand. A handful of w...The journey f...

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Ephemeral Madness: July 2010

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Monday, July 05, 2010. I must have been morose in June, I now know why. I must have missed the smell of rain, hot and hurried upon dusty earth. I must have missed the nag, the buzz, little black flies. And, I must have yearned the familiar joy come plummeting down, the first Bombay rain. Twenty-two years, not a whiff missed. Now, a whole season gone. And, it ruined for you, an interview, and a meeting, and pretty clothes, and yellow-and-blue school uniforms. And, still you embraced it? But me, it takes m...

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Ephemeral Madness: July 2011

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Friday, July 15, 2011. Another battle to wage. Indeed, dear world, we’re sorry. We’re sorry for not reacting appropriately. We’re sorry the terrorists seem to pick us, and NO we don’t think it has anything to do with us. It has nothing to do with our apathy. It has nothing to do with how we let our lives roll on. I’m not sure what else I’m supposed to do, dear world. I send out a prayer. I dwell over our turbulent times. I think about how important it is to be happy. Nobody said life was easy, did they?