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.... Of Images & Words: July 2009
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Monday, July 27, 2009. There are two types of people- those who come into a room and say, 'Well, here I am! And those who come in and say, 'Ah, there you are.'". Am not sure who is better or which one I am. But its an interesting thought nevertheless! Labels: conversations with the self. And I ask again. Thursday, July 09, 2009. Where did you go? I miss you so. Seems like its been forever. Since you were gone. Scenes from a Memory.
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.... Of Images & Words: June 2008
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Thursday, June 19, 2008. The entire lane was laid with fallen flowers. Crushed, desolate and crowded together. I loved those flowers, in petals of white and pink. Or may be I loved it so much because I can still remember the crisp sound of our shy footsteps on them. While the white of the petals shone bright on his face, and the pink - on my cheeks we walked that very path, every evening of every spring. Labels: Scenes from a Memory.
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.... Of Images & Words: August 2008
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Sunday, August 17, 2008. Another sad song. Another fiction. Inspired by 3 doors down. Someday you would want to remember me. And that day I would never know. Seems like, these are mere stories. Oh, let it be, for I don wanna know. Night and day, for all these years…now. I spent my life for you. In this world there is real and make believe. Where do you want to be? I love you but I don know who I am. I love you, but I don know who I am.
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.... Of Images & Words: Footnote
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Thursday, October 08, 2009. As of yesterday, I had set foot on the Western borders of India - Wagah border. Thanks to a lovely wing, we danced to bhangra tunes as millions watched the guards shake hands across the gate with Pakistani soldiers. As of today, I've also seen the South-East borders of India - at Dhanushkoti. Labels: conversations with the self. This comment has been removed by the author. Sorry for the trouble.
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.... Of Images & Words: October 2009
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Thursday, October 08, 2009. As of yesterday, I had set foot on the Western borders of India - Wagah border. Thanks to a lovely wing, we danced to bhangra tunes as millions watched the guards shake hands across the gate with Pakistani soldiers. As of today, I've also seen the South-East borders of India - at Dhanushkoti. Labels: conversations with the self. Become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images. Scenes from a Memory.
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.... Of Images & Words: January 2009
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Of bandanas and bangles! Saturday, January 17, 2009. I’ve been listening to. 6 on an endless loop for a day now. Vaasi, nor have I stayed there for a considerable length of time to call myself a Delhi-ite. Same with. But there is something about these 3 cities! The spirit – its energy and the maddening crowd with all its colors! Place with no definition, people with no fear. This day was spent remembering Delhi-Haat, Samchat,. I manage ...
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.... Of Images & Words: May 2009
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. 8230;of people and places. Friday, May 15, 2009. Things and places always reminded me of times and people. This was always the way it happened. Objects brought more meaning to life. Strange? She sat there, watching passerby's. The wind was subtle. The place – crowded. There was little space left to maneuver; even for the wind. Probably why it remained subtle. It kept her busy. And then he called…. Hence, another incomplete story. I̵...
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.... Of Images & Words: September 2008
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Of neon lights and lonely streets. Thursday, September 25, 2008. I know I want to write more than this title. I know it every morning, when I wake up before the sun does. I say it to myself as I win over my alarm clock. I know it while I walk to work. I know it while I wait for my cup of cappuccino. I know it while I reply to one mail after another. I recall it while the coin trickles down the vending machine. Conversations with the self.
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.... Of Images & Words: Binary World
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Of Images and Words. This space is my scribbling block. Look Around. Monday, July 27, 2009. There are two types of people- those who come into a room and say, 'Well, here I am! And those who come in and say, 'Ah, there you are.'". Am not sure who is better or which one I am. But its an interesting thought nevertheless! Labels: conversations with the self. Hmm wondering what the quotes got to do with the binary world! These are the only 2 kinds of people i have seen and hence! Scenes from a Memory.
