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A Little bit of Kajoling: Distant lit up memory
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Tuesday, August 20, 2013. Distant lit up memory. A blackout in the village is pitch dark. One hears voices from neighbouring homes while the moon shines on the pond in the backyard with frogs croaking in unison.If one listen's carefully one can hear the occasional prayer song and the tinkering beats of the accompanying khanjani. Singers trailing down from the terracotta temples across the pond. The earthen lamp lit up as a daily ritual at the tiny alcove near the tulsi. Khanjani...
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A Little bit of Kajoling: May 2013
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Monday, May 6, 2013. The city in snapshots. When one pursues photography as a hobby, an unavoidable side effect is one looks at the world in "frames". Wherever you look you end up composing pictures. But then I wonder may be I should just buy a flower garland from the friendly lady and offer it to the goddess at the temple. I should probably go to the "mudir dokaan". Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The city in snapshots. Distant lit up memory. Having grown up in military cantonments...
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A Little bit of Kajoling: February 2008
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Monday, February 25, 2008. Yawning away, while reading a document, i realised that i have ignored this space for quite sometime now. A poem by Rilke. A very beautiful poem in a friends blog space led me to this one. I almost could imagine the real life version of this poem. . beautiful. Sometimes she walks through the village in her. All absorbed in restraining herself,. And yet, despite herself, she seems to move. According to the rhythm of her life to come. Moves on too fast.
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A Little bit of Kajoling: August 2013
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Tuesday, August 20, 2013. Distant lit up memory. A blackout in the village is pitch dark. One hears voices from neighbouring homes while the moon shines on the pond in the backyard with frogs croaking in unison.If one listen's carefully one can hear the occasional prayer song and the tinkering beats of the accompanying khanjani. Singers trailing down from the terracotta temples across the pond. The earthen lamp lit up as a daily ritual at the tiny alcove near the tulsi. Khanjani...
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A Little bit of Kajoling: July 2007
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Thursday, July 26, 2007. I dunno what exactly mausi deciphered out of that, but she nodded and went away smiling.One particular winter vacations, we were packing our bags to leave for home, when maushi came to our room and said "Aga, mala sweeeter de na? Men in Olive green. Many a times I have come across some impressions that the citizens of my country hold of the Army or of the soldiers. Hey you get really great things in you canteens at great prices, isnt it so? I was talking...
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A Little bit of Kajoling: Sister's stress-filled sojourns
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Sunday, August 21, 2011. And of course she loves the last minute action that happens when one is late for a train or flight.To jot down a few,. Reached just on time for a train but had no clue whether her reservation was confirmed from the waiting list or not. Paid 500 rupees extra so as to reach on time for a flight [the flight was delayed by an hour which she found out later]. स्वानंद. Your writing style reminds me Sudha Murty. October 15, 2011 at 4:10 PM. Recently a friend of...
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A Little bit of Kajoling: June 2011
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Saturday, June 11, 2011. I am in California these days. A place with over abundance of sunshine. Today it was cloudy. They call it June gloom. Not that I don't enjoy sunshine, but the weather today brought very fond memories of my stay in the UK. I have a lot of remnant songs in my ipod from the UK days. Many of them have become obsolete with the situation. "Cloudy". Until tomorrow when the sun shines bright again. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Distant lit up memory. When one purs...
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A Little bit of Kajoling: Shifting coordinates
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Tuesday, April 2, 2013. After a three year stint, I recently moved back to Kolkata from Santa Ana. A feeling of de ja vu set in as I emptied my house. Once again lost things came back unabashed and not guilty from their inconvenient absence.Once again I was excited to pack up looking forward to the next leg of life. Nostalgic.Well written piece. April 2, 2013 at 9:03 AM. Nostalgic.Well written piece. April 2, 2013 at 9:03 AM. Nostalgic.Well written piece. April 2, 2013 at 9:04 AM.
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A Little bit of Kajoling: 'Reflection' of Murphy's law
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A Little bit of Kajoling. Friday, August 6, 2010. Reflection' of Murphy's law. The code would not work during the demonstration. Thankfully there were other people who had to demonstrate their code. I just said, let the others go ahead while I check whats wrong. I was shocked to see that someone had deleted the data I had prepared #@! I quickly fixed it and domonstrated the code. It went well. Why isnt the law "Anything that can go right, will go right? Ps:- I found my ID card in my purse at lunch. Recen...
