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thoughts incorporated: Small Joys
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Saturday, November 10, 2012. The manic pace of a usual work day. By a sun lit window, coffee,eggs and mindless banter. By sparkling wine and music. My head, laced with a bit of liquid courage. The world seems a brighter place. Posted by overturned blue shoe. Saturday, November 10, 2012. Pair of brown eyes. Yes Great to see you happy! The idealist is now an upwardly mobile urbanist? Anonymous: Haha.that suddenly puts things in a different perspective for me! Url=http:/ www.sarvajal.com]viagra[/url]. That ...
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thoughts incorporated: I miss
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Sunday, September 25, 2011. Driving down roads - crowded or otherwise. Watching countless episodes of a sitcom - back to back. Polishing my silver earrings and bangles. Painting my toe nails. Laughing with my folks. Scanning the piles of books in the pavement shops till the book beckons and finds me. Pink colored bubble gum that came in a pink and blue wrapper. Before Boomer. Shopping for saris for mom. Drama - in all forms and sizes. Listening to my grandmom's stories. The insanity of my hostel days.
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thoughts incorporated: My Summer Dirge
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Tuesday, March 27, 2012. The Cannonball Tree outside my window is in full bloom. Its white and pink and yellow refuse to merge with and dissipate against the dreary darkness of the cityscape. They obstinately crowd my window and hide the black, tarred roads from my vision. It reminds me of similar windows from other times. A white window and yellow flowers with a black tarred road for the backdrop. It makes me feel cranky and whiny and impatient. It makes me want to quit my job. It makes me find solace i...
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thoughts incorporated: November 2012
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Saturday, November 10, 2012. The manic pace of a usual work day. By a sun lit window, coffee,eggs and mindless banter. By sparkling wine and music. My head, laced with a bit of liquid courage. The world seems a brighter place. Posted by overturned blue shoe. Saturday, November 10, 2012. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Mumbai, maharastra, India. View my complete profile. Funny Things to Ponder. Law and Other Things. An art called life. You can read the piece here. With a piece of white cha...
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thoughts incorporated: Check List
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Thursday, December 08, 2011. PS: What we forgot. Go to the dry cleaner's. Hunt for a home. Pick the right shade of red. Call the packers and movers. Call the packers and movers. Go to the printer's. The dry cleaner's, the tailor's. Posted by overturned blue shoe. Thursday, December 08, 2011. Neha D: Thanks Dee :). U say awwwable things very rarely, did anyone ever tell u that? Hey did u attend the platinum jubilee celebration :)- im. Anon: nope. who are you? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Weaving an...
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thoughts incorporated: Chores
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Friday, May 18, 2012. There's a clock that has stopped telling me the correct time. There's a leaking faucet. Morning cup of tea, unwashed, unfinished. The laptops and wires are sprawled over the sofa. The electricity bill from day before, entangled in the mess. The bin liners are over. Stale news. The old newspapers are just piling up. I won't play the part. That's why I won't move a finger. Posted by overturned blue shoe. Friday, May 18, 2012. CPVegan: Thank you for reading my blog! Thanks for the link!
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A Saucerful Of Secrets. Not long ago, I came across a very intriguing and mischievous piece of poetry. Thanx to Geethu, my cousin sis, her friend’s sleepy, forgotten blog. Was brought to my attention. There I found the following words. I am Neha, I steal spoons. I steal spoons from the kitchen. And store them in my room. In a chipped white bowl to be precise. 7 spoons in the bowl. Then I go to the kitchen. And watch people search for spoons. They look through drawers, cupboards and sinks. 8212;—...
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thoughts incorporated: The Exchange
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Thursday, November 24, 2011. Minutes slip. They slide into moments. Moments collide. Seconds spill over. Time reels out of hand. I gasp for breath. I don't know why I'm breathing any longer. A part of my soul I have already traded. Some for your sake, some for yours. And some for ours. Was it a good deal? Don't tell me,. Posted by overturned blue shoe. Thursday, November 24, 2011. I think this was your first post I completely understood. Thats a relief, coz for once I think I think I dont understand :-).