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Sprung out of nowhere: October 2006
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Sprung out of nowhere. Wednesday, October 11, 2006. Wats the buzz all about? A tremor, a shake - vibration. Someone seeking your attention. Sleep, work and timepass - backseat now. Immediate reaction from you is sought. Thats not all, we hear a bell. I feel a knock would've gone well. A reason good enough to forget. The tension, the pressure and the lost bet. The letters flow fast, tough to keep up. Others taunt you of your slow pick up. Damn, i've got my fingers swollen bad. It doesn't stop so soon.
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Sprung out of nowhere: ProPic
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Sprung out of nowhere. Wednesday, September 13, 2006. Tis is for my profile pic. Will be writing on Yana soon on S.O.O.N. :). She's not smiling in this pic, but still manages to look cooler and better than you. But then, since when were you the epitome of coolness? Someone scared someone :d. She is terrified :) . cute tho . not u but her :P. Giddu - i'll rather sacrifice all of your made up connotations for coolnes to be with her! Sai - no comments coz she's the cutest. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Sprung out of nowhere: September 2006
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Sprung out of nowhere. Sunday, September 24, 2006. Retrospect. rewind and think. You can't remember, can't find a link. Of the days when you've had a drink. And had your mouth left with a stink. Mid-sems over. wing treat. all the similar. All the times when you've been to the bar. Sometimes near, sometimes far. When you've forgetten where you've left you car. Everything feels ok, but you don't know. You can't even makeout a koel from a crow. And the whole world would see the freak show. Inspiration from ...
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Sprung out of nowhere: Been drinking????
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Sprung out of nowhere. Sunday, September 24, 2006. Retrospect. rewind and think. You can't remember, can't find a link. Of the days when you've had a drink. And had your mouth left with a stink. Mid-sems over. wing treat. all the similar. All the times when you've been to the bar. Sometimes near, sometimes far. When you've forgetten where you've left you car. Everything feels ok, but you don't know. You can't even makeout a koel from a crow. And the whole world would see the freak show. Inspiration from ...
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Sprung out of nowhere: November 2008
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Sprung out of nowhere. Friday, November 28, 2008. Bombay Meri Jaan.You inspire us to do better! The Bombay Attack has really shook the whole of the country inside out. But when one vote might not matter much, the accumulation of numerous such dormant votes can really do no good. And in today's context, when MPs and MLAs are made by just a difference of a 10000 or lesser votes, all of our votes do count! So my request to all people is - Please vote whenever there are elections. Saturday, November 08, 2008.
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Sprung out of nowhere: Bombay Meri Jaan...You inspire us to do better!!!
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Sprung out of nowhere. Friday, November 28, 2008. Bombay Meri Jaan.You inspire us to do better! The Bombay Attack has really shook the whole of the country inside out. But when one vote might not matter much, the accumulation of numerous such dormant votes can really do no good. And in today's context, when MPs and MLAs are made by just a difference of a 10000 or lesser votes, all of our votes do count! So my request to all people is - Please vote whenever there are elections. Well said Das. A relief...
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Sprung out of nowhere: Numero Uno
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Sprung out of nowhere. Saturday, November 08, 2008. On an august October evening at Bangalore. Pattering rain makes the heat get lean. As all the smokers remember days yore. Calm and quite paints a picture serene. This is an ephemeral lull before the storm. In 3 days the fights for supremacy commence. To strive, to surge, to transgress the norm. To compete, attain glory in a battle intense. Numero Uno – who is chosen as the best. Without the aid of any red-blue pill. The search is for the ultimate Master.
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Sprung out of nowhere: Sardarji with Polka Dot Turban
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Sprung out of nowhere. Thursday, September 21, 2006. Sardarji with Polka Dot Turban. Does anyone know the answer? I guess not, and no ones trying to get there. If you asked me the same, I shall try to render. May think some day, some month, some year. But since I don't beleive in ghosts. And all supernatural stuff followed by mosts. I won't make time to think of it. Coz I don't need no special event to get my brain hit. The answer comes fast, as fast as. It lies right in front of me, while i'm in class.
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Sprung out of nowhere: Life's Good
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Sprung out of nowhere. Tuesday, October 14, 2008. I’m 1/6th a Manager. Life is all Good. I’m 5/6th an Engineer. Life is too Good. A Real Motley Crew, we all make. Fun and pain, together we give and take. Now we leave to our 2nd heaven. With many memories we have taken. The CR is the real Spam King. On bracket we all like to Sing. Dandi learns to live thru the commotion. Mr Gonsalves is neutral, sans emotion. The best place to be, the eternal Clubhouse. All married folks, take care of your spouse . Lucky...
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Sprung out of nowhere: wats the buzz all about?!?
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Sprung out of nowhere. Wednesday, October 11, 2006. Wats the buzz all about? A tremor, a shake - vibration. Someone seeking your attention. Sleep, work and timepass - backseat now. Immediate reaction from you is sought. Thats not all, we hear a bell. I feel a knock would've gone well. A reason good enough to forget. The tension, the pressure and the lost bet. The letters flow fast, tough to keep up. Others taunt you of your slow pick up. Damn, i've got my fingers swollen bad. It doesn't stop so soon.
