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..a pensieve..: Life moves on. Without you.
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Sunday, November 04, 2012. Life moves on. Without you. It was one final good bye. about two months ago. At that time I was so unsure about this. I never thought we could pull it off. I could pull it off. August 31. our last evening together. Oh boy. what fun we had till wee hours of the morning. That one night when you didn't let me sleep. and. I didn't stop. 9835; ♫ ". Would you believe me when I tell you. you're the queen of my heart. Love Buzz, Nirvana. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Chintan's Th...
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..a pensieve..: Defining Fiction...
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Friday, April 15, 2011. Fiction is just an escape that was invented by people who wanted their real life to be less strange than it usually is. invented by people who couldn't accept the harsh reality that life brought with it. invented by people who always wanted to be heard and were ashamed to share what life actually had got them. invented by people who were running from themselves. Listening to. No one is to blame by Howard Jones. Sometimes. as negative. most of the time as positive. ;). Is licensed ...
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Redefining Oblivion © ®: Wind and the Valley
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Redefining Oblivion ©. THIS PLACE IS HOME TO EXTRAORDINARY PERSPECTIVES FROM THE ORDINARY LIFE OF AN UNDERDOG - EARNED IN RICH MEASURE THROUGH EXPERIENCES OF JOY AND SORROW! Monday, January 28, 2013. Wind and the Valley. Oh you, to whom life bows in deference,. You, who is part of our every moment and existence,. Mighty, fulfilling, absolute and faultless,. Your colours and contours are timeless,. In you, i find comfort everlasting,. Forgetful of time, age and all that is unwilling,. Charming Rakesh....
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Redefining Oblivion © ®: Rendezvous with the Renaissance Man
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Redefining Oblivion ©. THIS PLACE IS HOME TO EXTRAORDINARY PERSPECTIVES FROM THE ORDINARY LIFE OF AN UNDERDOG - EARNED IN RICH MEASURE THROUGH EXPERIENCES OF JOY AND SORROW! Monday, January 14, 2013. Rendezvous with the Renaissance Man. Among the things that define him the least is to say that he is a blogger. Affectionately known as Sadho,. His concerns are not centered around wealth, positions or material gains - those to him are mere dictates of a social order. Sadho. Is energetically and genuinely ar...
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The Voice Within...: The Conversation
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A Little Voice.From Deep Within.Chimes Incessantly.About past,present,future. Thursday, September 19, 2013. The wife urged, “ We need to talk! The husband said, “Yes, why not.”. The wife whispered, “It’s private.”. The husband smirked, “ There’s just two of us here anyways.”. The wife sighed, “Of course you can’t see them. Courtesy : Google.com. September 25, 2013 at 12:25 AM. Scary,is this the beginning of ghost story. September 26, 2013 at 7:07 PM. October 7, 2013 at 5:18 PM. Thats some scary stuff.
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The Voice Within...: October 2012
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A Little Voice.From Deep Within.Chimes Incessantly.About past,present,future. Monday, October 29, 2012. A Loss And A Hiatus. I miss Ammoomma greatly. She was someone who intuitively knew my state of mind even when we are miles apart. My sorrow, my pains, my little joys – she knew all of them. She had no expectations out of me. All she had was pure unconditional love for her grandchild. Well, I am working on the building blocks of making pickles, jams, sweets – A La Kerala Style. Now, instant mango pickle...
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The Voice Within...: February 2013
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A Little Voice.From Deep Within.Chimes Incessantly.About past,present,future. Sunday, February 17, 2013. Review:The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. My rating: 5 of 5 stars. When you want to pull out those people from the pages of a book and feel that need to keep them safe till end of world war,II you know one thing for sure - (1)You are reading an awesome book (2)Every single word the author penned has found it's mark. Enough about me and how I felt about the book or rather how the book made me feel! Of Ils...
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The Voice Within...: The Warrior Princess Of Thiru Kochi
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A Little Voice.From Deep Within.Chimes Incessantly.About past,present,future. Tuesday, April 16, 2013. The Warrior Princess Of Thiru Kochi. I opened my eyes to smile at her beaming face. She smiled back, her large black eyes reflecting my dimpled face. Isn’t it easy to love waking up in the mornings? I simply love waking up to her smiles. 8220;They’ve attacked again, in the dark of the night, against all our defences .They’ve hurt my child again! I will kill them all. One by one! Let the show begin!
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The Voice Within...: September 2013
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A Little Voice.From Deep Within.Chimes Incessantly.About past,present,future. Thursday, September 19, 2013. The wife urged, “ We need to talk! The husband said, “Yes, why not.”. The wife whispered, “It’s private.”. The husband smirked, “ There’s just two of us here anyways.”. The wife sighed, “Of course you can’t see them. Courtesy : Google.com. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Rambling in your mail box. Pebble In The Still Waters. Of Facts and Fiction. The diary of a dead moth. Lots of th...
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The Voice Within...: April 2013
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A Little Voice.From Deep Within.Chimes Incessantly.About past,present,future. Sunday, April 21, 2013. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. The half-awake instant-response-to-stimuli-mother in me tensed and jolted the other sleepy half of the mother in me. Together we checked the time. 2:13 AM. Blink blink. What are the kids doing at this time of the night in the family room? CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. CREEEAK. Trapped monster, that’s what you are! I switched on the ligh...