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The Faltering Pendulum: Bon Voyage- um, really?
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Monday, 6 September 2010. Bon Voyage- um, really? Last night, while clearing up old texts on my old phone, I chanced upon the following:. Your-family-versus-my-family (read gurr.) texts. Post-wedding thank-you's to friends. All in all, a frustratingly well-worth-it journey! Aye aye mate :). 6 September 2010 at 22:21. This might be a little unrelated.but what phone do you have? SO much storage capacity, Im jealous :P. 6 September 2010 at 22:33. Can i say Awwww :). 6 September 2010 at 22:52.
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The Faltering Pendulum: A Place of Truth
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Tuesday, 31 July 2012. A Place of Truth. When all else falls away-. Defences, masks, the need for words,. Or even polite conversation. Serendipitious drops of experience. When all else falls away-. With no corners to hide in. Even under your own skin. Like you as you know yourself have come to an end. Only to be born again. When all else falls away-. A Place Of Truth. Beautiful in its sheer honesty. 31 July 2012 at 09:55. And what a beautiful place that is to be.scary but truly ours!
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The Faltering Pendulum: 03/13/13
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Wednesday, 13 March 2013. दुनिया की मनमानी से. रोज़ की आना कानी से. बंद दरवाज़ों से. खुले वीरानों से. दूर, बहुत दूर. इक छोटी सी खिड़की थी. उस छोटी सी खिड़की से. झाँका तो तुम दिखी. नलके की टप टप से. सुबह सुबह की सरपट से. कागज़ से, कलम से. कोल्ड कॉफ़ी की ज़रुरत से. दूर, बहुत दूर. इक छोटी सी खिड़की थी. उस छोटी सी खिड़की से. झाँका तो तुम दिखी. भीड़ में गूंजते ठहाकों के. नींद झपकती आँखों के. चुपके चुपके बातों के. पास, बहुत पास. इक छोटी सी खिड़की थी. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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The Faltering Pendulum: 12/14/10
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Tuesday, 14 December 2010. Of Mergers and Apartness. So near, so far. So there, yet here, too. Churn in a whirlpool of silence. Ending where it began. Beginning where it just about ended. So me and you again. Merging in a striking blur of apartness. Joining in limb and soul. So near, so far. So there, yet here, too. Disembodied, yet part of you. Me, yet you, too. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. The God of Small Things.
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The Faltering Pendulum: Synapse
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Sunday, 19 September 2010. The start of another beginning before the end of an end. Upward and onward is the only way you go. In your smooth, synaptein existence. No jolts, no jerks, no possibility of a void. Just an endless head-rushing ride. And as we come to the fag end of this one,. You begin to panic, but-. 8220;Oh, don’t worry, you’ll just find something new. That’s what you’ve always done, haven’t you? Yet she finds pause to love. She manages to fill the gaping holes in the world with her heart,.
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The Faltering Pendulum: Of Mergers and Apartness
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Tuesday, 14 December 2010. Of Mergers and Apartness. So near, so far. So there, yet here, too. Churn in a whirlpool of silence. Ending where it began. Beginning where it just about ended. So me and you again. Merging in a striking blur of apartness. Joining in limb and soul. So near, so far. So there, yet here, too. Disembodied, yet part of you. Me, yet you, too. 14 December 2010 at 01:45. Beautiful and reflective as always.Miss you more after reading it:). 14 December 2010 at 04:58.
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Languid Beckonings: The Newspaper Man
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In suspended state of animation but frenzied thoughts. Tuesday, June 26, 2007. He was assiduously energetic in delivering his lot. Sundar had seen the dark side of life in his early years which had made him humble. He now immensely respected life and took all adversity in stride. Having to deliver newspapers at door steps was how he started his mornings. The first light saw him on his bicycle with a bundle tied up the at the back of his seat, each day every day. Posted by Suprabhat Mukherjee. View my com...
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Languid Beckonings: Profound thoughts ... You and I
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In suspended state of animation but frenzied thoughts. Saturday, March 03, 2007. Profound thoughts . You and I. Like an aaloo to a vada. And a vada to a pav. Like the pav to a bhaaji. You are to Me. Like a tree to the air. And the air to a nose. Like the nose to a Himesh. You are to Me. Like a fuel to an engine. And an engine to a car. Like the broken car to a mechanic. You are to Me. Like a key to a lock. And a lock to a house. Like the house to a robber. You are to Me. Like cotton to a pillow. Baby, i ...
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Languid Beckonings: O Venus, I am thy Slave!
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In suspended state of animation but frenzied thoughts. Sunday, June 03, 2007. O Venus, I am thy Slave! Sultry Saturday afternoon. Perfect day to grab a post lunch drink and settle on the bean bag and surf for mundane programs. I go surfing and reach the fag end of the entertainment channel band. The ice is slowly melting. Zoom TV (isko dekho! Bejan Daruwala is covering most of the TV screen and sermonizing in his atypical ishtyle. Scroll at the bottom reads. And a footage shows thereafter]. Tha Meri biwi...