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My Space: January 2009
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Live and Let Live! The Sun God decide to rest one fine day,. Leaving behind a gloomy day so gray,. Fetching the snow showers to our doorway! The delicate cotton-like chilly flakes,. Feel like soft petals caressing our face. The warmth it brings is a welcome grace,. A romantic weather that leaves its trace! An infinite white bed takes over the earth,. Growing inch by inch, berth by berth,. A warm-chilly cushion totally worth,. Laying on it has its own mirth! Harsh wind chills brutally slam our skin,.
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My Space: Carpe Diem!
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Live and Let Live! An innate urge to live and let live,. Is lucid if you forget and forgive. What is right or wrong is tricky to sieve,. Yet what makes one noble is the desire to give. Differences and discords are part of all liaisons,. Opinion is shaped based on one’s interpretations,. Ambiguous perceptions lead to misconceptions,. Yet what flush it even are effective interactions . Life comes a full circle with ups-and-downs;. In constantly striving to earn a few more pounds,. You can leave a response.
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My Space: Snow & Shovel
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Live and Let Live! The Sun God decide to rest one fine day,. Leaving behind a gloomy day so gray,. Fetching the snow showers to our doorway! The delicate cotton-like chilly flakes,. Feel like soft petals caressing our face. The warmth it brings is a welcome grace,. A romantic weather that leaves its trace! An infinite white bed takes over the earth,. Growing inch by inch, berth by berth,. A warm-chilly cushion totally worth,. Laying on it has its own mirth! Harsh wind chills brutally slam our skin,.
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My Space: January 2008
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Live and Let Live! LOL - Loss Of Lexis :). Hunting for a topic to write today feels like:. Onsuming an unsavory bite. Trapped in an inexhaustible fight. Compelled to stare at an uninviting sight. Crying out loud: “I can never do it right”. Being part of a woeful plight. Being shoved from a great height. Flabbergasted by the ghost in white. Impossibly gawking at the sun too bright. Waiting on a profoundly deferred flight. I can do with some inspiration to ignite. I can do with a poetic song to recite.
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My Space: Sons vs. Daughters
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Live and Let Live! Sons vs. Daughters. This blog is not intended to discriminate one from the other, it is only meant to bring out the humour in most situations where sons and daughters belong together. This reminds me of the movie Transformers; what a movie! Oh well, I digress. This entry was posted on 2:38 PM . You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response. From your own site. . November 25, 2008 at 9:28 AM. December 23, 2008 at 10:03 AM. Sons/Men are co...
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My Space: Shaadi - Dosti – Masti & More
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Live and Let Live! Shaadi - Dosti – Masti and More. Its like “All I want is everything”, is that a problem? In trying to deal with the transition from being single to the “married” status, and frustrated that friends don’t get the point, you end-up finding some couples to hang out with…Does this help? The best part of it all is your close friends “DO” understand. Who is not resistant to change? But then we all tend to accept the facts! You can leave a response. From your own site. . Nisha - thanku :).
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My Space: February 2009
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Live and Let Live! And the Oscar goes to. Heard this a zillion times last night, Best Supporting Actress/Actor, Best Short Film, Best X, Best Y….blah blah blah….dude what got me jumping off my couch, dancing and whistling away like a pakka rowdy was when I heard the golden words….And the Oscar goes to ……A.R. Rahman! 8211; not once, this man decided to give us a reason to celebrate twice in a span of 10 minutes…. What a moment in Indian history….he is the light at the end of a long. It is imperative to re...
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My Space: September 2007
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Live and Let Live! Rain Rain Come Again :-). I vividly reminisce sitting on the bench in my balcony and taking pleasure in the beautiful ambiance of cool zephyr filled with the scent of the earth! Surprisingly, not one of my favourite seasons; although, I strangely contradict myself on this most often than not and with a justified rationale. Is one of my favourite festivals coz I have too many sweet memories linked to it, each and every year bringing immense joy! 8220;Rain Rain Come Again,. A simple girl...
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My Space: And the Oscar goes to.....
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Live and Let Live! And the Oscar goes to. Heard this a zillion times last night, Best Supporting Actress/Actor, Best Short Film, Best X, Best Y….blah blah blah….dude what got me jumping off my couch, dancing and whistling away like a pakka rowdy was when I heard the golden words….And the Oscar goes to ……A.R. Rahman! 8211; not once, this man decided to give us a reason to celebrate twice in a span of 10 minutes…. What a moment in Indian history….he is the light at the end of a long. It is imperative to re...
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My Space: November 2008
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Live and Let Live! Sons vs. Daughters. This blog is not intended to discriminate one from the other, it is only meant to bring out the humour in most situations where sons and daughters belong together. This reminds me of the movie Transformers; what a movie! Oh well, I digress. Shaadi - Dosti – Masti and More. Its like “All I want is everything”, is that a problem? The best part of it all is your close friends “DO” understand. Who is not resistant to change? But then we all tend to accept the facts!