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Melting Pot: March 2010

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I came, I saw, I learnt. Sunday, March 28, 2010. The Sixth Day (Part 1). A few hours later, as they were sitting in the coffee house – he could not take his eyes off her. Days had turned into months, and months into years, but she had not changed – her banter was still lively and her smile still possessed the power to set his heart racing, again and again and again. He was looking for words to make conversation. 8220;You seem to have a moustache”,. What am I saying? She stood up and left. I asked God, "M...

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Melting Pot: November 2010

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I came, I saw, I learnt. Sunday, November 7, 2010. Three Fat Ladies with Purses (Part 3). 8220;I’m so glad to finally meet you. You are more beautiful than I had imagined you to be”. This was what Pat wanted to say. Instead, he said – “Ahem. Grrr. Ahem”. Or something to that effect. 8220;This place is quite boring. Don’t you think? Patricia looked intently at Pat when saying these words. The words and the stare were singularly potent enough to unnerve Pat. The combination, was lethal. Pat glanced at Patr...

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Melting Pot: June 2010

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I came, I saw, I learnt. Saturday, June 12, 2010. Three Fat Ladies With Purses (Part 2). Before Pat could comprehend the sudden and strange gesture, Professor Darlington had already made himself comfortable on the opposite seat, placed a glittering silver box on the table, taken a cigar out of it, lit it, pursed it between his lips, pocketed the box and even made a perfectly circular ring of smoke. Perhaps, it was the ring that blew Pat’s top. 8220;Who the hell are you? Pat sniggered. He smiled. A waiter...

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Melting Pot: April 2010

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I came, I saw, I learnt. Friday, April 30, 2010. The Sixth Day (Part 6). 8220;Your smile is glittering as brightly as the glass door of the coffee shop”. He uttered, shifting his glance from the doorman cleaning the entrance door to her. 8220;Was that a compliment? She asked, bemused. 8220;Did it sound like one? There was a momentary silence. And then, both of them burst into laughter, on a joke that only the two of them could understand. But then, did it need to be understood by someone else? 8220;I jus...

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS.: If I ever need you...

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS. Because, I like to explore! Sunday, February 5, 2012. If I ever need you. 8220;If I ever need you again, Will you be there for me". She was irritated. Jim always irritated her, his condescending "What are you doing with your life, Claire? Swollen face, red eyed and with a heavy head she opened the door. She did not have energy for another confrontation. She smiled a forced one, hugged him and whispered "Good Morning Sweets! She is not even desirable now. Did you check it out?

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS.: July 2012

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS. Because, I like to explore! Wednesday, July 18, 2012. All seems different, in black and sepia A passerby, and her detailed agenda, Even a kiosk, selling some food and bounty For my eyes I trained now to capture! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Jim Morrison, Biography. The Moor's Sigh- Rushdie. The Black Swan- Taleb. Without Feathers- Woody Allen. Video conference, always an issue. Asset Allocation and The Fund of Funds model. ABHISHEK SINGH : Xpress! Ons- A blog with Insight touch.

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS.: The Theory of Centroid

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS. Because, I like to explore! Thursday, January 26, 2012. The Theory of Centroid. Full Credits to my promised-I-Hope not, ever to BE for planting the idea in my head. For I know, how cryptic I can get and how I try not to simplify, they are Friends. I wonder what happened to age old concept of the Circle and the Trust. But knowing how extraordinary lives we live, the Circle of Trust never fits in, Nor can we. Point "G" (One Dimensional Thinking, shall I excuse you! Three Fat La...

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS.: October 2010

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS. Because, I like to explore! Wednesday, October 6, 2010. The process of vinification starts from choosing the right grapes till bottling the finest wine and placing a cork. This placing of cork, is a metaphor (for if it was not clear to not so deep readers) pointing to the "I want my useless non-productive independence" and "I cannot live my ordinary good for nothing life with him" part! A sparkling glass of wine is rarely enjoyed by people working in a vineyard! None for that...

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS.: December 2009

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KESHIE'S ORCHID OF EMOTIONS. Because, I like to explore! Tuesday, December 8, 2009. This is a story of a 6 footer on move,. Spiky haired and a stylish groove,. He laughs on skimpy chubby dudes,. Sly smiles and and flirting now on truce,. Pink Floyd's lyrics seems the way to live,. Black is the song, black his colour,. Cries like a baby,during a laughing stutter,. Football and ayn rand, just for a girl,. Avoids the smoke but drinks to hurl,. Call it a whiskey or a tequilla in a swig,. The soil in Troy, a ...