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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love.: 8/1/11 - 9/1/11

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love. Tuesday, August 16, 2011. From Public Humiliations to Personal Victories. Written for my column in the Media Voice magazine). Recently, I popped open a bottle of champagne over completing ten driving lessons. If you don’t know me, it is very likely that you wonder what the big deal about that is. I had reached a turning point in conquering my fear of driving, and it called for a celebration! And several other trusted Facebook friends add bitchy comments to it...

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love.: 8/1/12 - 9/1/12

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love. Friday, August 24, 2012. I love how often you think of god. You called Jesus when I spilled non-sacramental wine on your new linen just before we made crazy love. You called him again when we made love. And once after, while looking for the lighter. God only knows, you always say, but you always know everything too. You will go get ice cream tomorrow Inshallah, for, why not, when he is god of things. Both big and small? Don't smack your forehead. Some of us s...

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love.: For gods' sake

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love. Friday, August 24, 2012. I love how often you think of god. You called Jesus when I spilled non-sacramental wine on your new linen just before we made crazy love. You called him again when we made love. And once after, while looking for the lighter. God only knows, you always say, but you always know everything too. You will go get ice cream tomorrow Inshallah, for, why not, when he is god of things. Both big and small? Don't smack your forehead. அன்ப&#...

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Like a flowing river....: Change

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Like a flowing river. Manuscript of random thoughts. Thursday, July 09, 2009. Hands and legs tethered. Picture courtesy: http:/ anne.teachesme.com/. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Know more about me. View my complete profile. Free shoutbox @ ShoutMix.

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Like a flowing river....: November 2008

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Like a flowing river. Manuscript of random thoughts. Thursday, November 13, 2008. On Walking the red carpet! It's 4.32 and my eyelids are closing on me. I am back from the premiere of Vaaranam Aayiram only an hour back. first ever premiere in my life. Surya looks rather short than I thought he would be, Sameera had a cute smile and a weird hairdo, and the plump looking Divya is rather puny. well din't they say looks could deceive? For a review of the movie, head here! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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Like a flowing river....: The New Year...

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Like a flowing river. Manuscript of random thoughts. Thursday, January 07, 2010. They hooted, brandishing glasses. Clasped, kissed and shrieked. Said the New Year has arrived. The fireworks lit up the sky. Streaked it with anomalous colors. I pulled my rug over tightly. The tattered cloth showed the fireworks in patterns. There’s no respite tonight, from the voices and noises. Tonight is different, I thought. Not another night in my life. It’s the New Year. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love.: 9/1/11 - 10/1/11

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Some of us speak in cliches. Some of us love. Thursday, September 29, 2011. You always spoke when I danced. I was your trophy. You'd ask me to dance for the guests. And when I danced, you always spoke about something else. "That one's daughter is getting married. Did you know? And the guests were too polite to ask you to shut up. So I did. Or I think I did. I always wanted to. Forgive me for that. That someone will put the phone down and tell you it was I who called. They will say it louder and close...

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Like a flowing river....: October 2007

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Like a flowing river. Manuscript of random thoughts. Wednesday, October 31, 2007. A Wanderlust’s debut travelogue. If the deafening noise of the roaring waterfalls did nothing to scare me away from poking my body underneath the downpour, the fear of any rocks rolling flippantly down the falls did prove a matter of concern for me. But not for too long. I couldn’t help but get used to the (meaningless? During this monsoon season, the entire region wears an almost deserted look. However, there isn&#8217...

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Like a flowing river....: December 2008

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Like a flowing river. Manuscript of random thoughts. Tuesday, December 30, 2008. 2008 - Was it the year or was it just me? While the entire world plunged into recession and sported a gloomy look, I seemed to have had an okay year - taking two vacations in a year, trying out as many restaurants in the city as I can and hitchhiking on a relationship. The eventful year had…. 1 A trip to Nepal – The tiny Himalayan country was lovely and I AM going back. B) Casapicola – Nothing but their Fish.