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Mind of my Own: August 2011
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Mind of my Own. Thursday, August 11, 2011. Where is the love? A riot caused by consumerism. Teenagers in one of the most developed cities in the world resorting to petty thieving and violence just for the heck of it. Grabbing unlawfully what they haven't earned simply because they want it. Using social media to alert and coordinate with each other. A government that is supposedly ready to face riots but is unable to tackle youngsters in its own backyard. Anarchy due to avarice. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Smoke and Mirrors
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Thursday, February 16, 2012. I've started being wary of instant friendships. The kind of friendships you sink into after a great first conversation, where you discover that you like the same books and watch the same movies and laugh at the same things. The second conversation is even better because you think you can really TALK. I'm a closet extrovert. I like. Into friendships in order to make them last. If you just happen to slip into one, then it's easy to slip out as well. February 23, 2012 at 1:52 AM.
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Smoke and Mirrors
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Sunday, January 22, 2012. One part of me is heartily sick of Bangalore and its lack of whatever other cities seem to have in plenty. And the other just wants to curl up in its cosy familiarity forever. #conflict. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Floozys: *someone asks me to do something in my job, where i am paid to do things*. Floozys: *someone asks me to do something in my job, where i am paid to do things*. What it's like to have a stammer. The sound you need. The Hole in my Heart.
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Smoke and Mirrors: August 2010
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Saturday, August 21, 2010. I flew from Kerala. Which means a bunch of relatives (some close, some not-so-close, and some so. Ten hours later we were in London. First thoughts: I don't think I like Heathrow very much. Too many people, too many signs, too many queues, too many lots of things. I'm woozy and confused. What is going on. Uff. Seconds thoughts: Uh, how cold is it going to get in December again? Because I’m freezing right now, and it's only September. I’ve lost track of the number of peopl...
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Smoke and Mirrors: TGIF
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Thursday, February 23, 2012. It had been a particularly difficult week. And the last few hours had simply crawled. No, just. Your message has been sent. I’m done I’m done I’m done. Windows is shutting down. 8216;Hey, you wanna get a drink? 8217; a colleague called out. 8216;Sorry, I have plans! 8217; she smiled cheerily as she sprinted out the door. She counted the colours in the sky on her way home, humming a song tunelessly. Two glasses of wine later-. Five glasses of wine later-. The sound you need.
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Mind of my Own: July 2012
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Mind of my Own. Saturday, July 21, 2012. It's that time of the year again.when the rain whips the landscape out of maudlin stagnation and the thunder ignites disconcerting frenzies. When the world seems to turn on its head for a while as the sky darkens and lightning sizzles across it. Monsoon, like no other season, is such a spectacle, such a grand show. Nowadays when practicality almost completely threatens to overtake passion, the rain often makes me restless. I chafe at my routines and the predic...
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Mind of my Own: To thine own self be true
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Mind of my Own. Monday, November 26, 2012. To thine own self be true. They say imitation is the best form of flattery. But I'm not feeling flattered at all to find that someone has merrily copied my lines onto their blog. How desperate can people be? October 9, 2014 at 11:45 AM. Yes,it is very annoying. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. To thine own self be true. Another candle on the cake. I have to confess: I to. FRIEND.S. Forever. Oh Captain, my Captain! Theorem: N...
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Mind of my Own: November 2012
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Mind of my Own. Monday, November 26, 2012. To thine own self be true. They say imitation is the best form of flattery. But I'm not feeling flattered at all to find that someone has merrily copied my lines onto their blog. How desperate can people be? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. To thine own self be true. Another candle on the cake. A few days back I crossed another milestone in this confusing journey we call life.it was my birthday you see! I have to confess: I to.
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Mind of my Own: Delicious Ambiguity
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Mind of my Own. Tuesday, April 3, 2012. I always wanted a happy ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity. July 16, 2012 at 4:05 PM. Awesome :) the best advice. live in the moment. July 21, 2012 at 11:17 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Mind it I say! I alwa...
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Smoke and Mirrors: February 2012
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Thursday, February 23, 2012. It had been a particularly difficult week. And the last few hours had simply crawled. No, just. Your message has been sent. I’m done I’m done I’m done. Windows is shutting down. 8216;Hey, you wanna get a drink? 8217; a colleague called out. 8216;Sorry, I have plans! 8217; she smiled cheerily as she sprinted out the door. She counted the colours in the sky on her way home, humming a song tunelessly. Two glasses of wine later-. Five glasses of wine later-. Links to this post.
