This is a place where i scribble anything that haunts my mind. Hope one finds it readable. Sunday, August 26, 2012. Even after all this cross-examination he half-heartedly let me continue my loitering till the train actually came. Wednesday, April 11, 2012. I was standing there, near a big table. There was this old man shouting on the phone to the person on the other end.

Fart, fart and more fart. Dallas, Texas, United States. How much more worse can it get? Why did this happen? A different tone. Blogs of other junta I read. Junta who dont blog as much. My other blog on linux. Thursday, July 13, 2006.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008. In a city, the life in the real world is predominant. Its a mechanical job of trying to amass as much wealth as you can in your lifetime. The thought stops and the fantasy world dies. The corporates define pleasure for us. The dinner at the posh restaurant. Coffee with a girl at Barista. We can have quite a large no. We have time to grow old.

godz, might be subject to flaws as my attempts to rectify it, is remote! View my complete profile. Kaar - u need a lexicon next to u. Jan - touchy and nice. Smart one - my best friend. Godfather of all anonymous blogs.

A view of the world in the night, through rain, dense fog and the malodorous fumes of garbage outside my door. Thursday, April 12, 2007. O, the land is full of trees, boy,. And the sea is full of peas. Men are full of knees, boy,. And the sky is filled with geese. O, but I am going alone, boy,. To come down this mountain side;. To venture alone is slow, boy,. And so I must abide. until the fountain died, bride. Wednesday, March 07, 2007.

Magnolia shores,Marmalade skies and Mescaline. Beauty is a form of genius - is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon. Sunday, April 23, 2006. Zirconian gradons and Marshmallow pies.

Monday, May 5, 2008. But ah, Kundera has an answer. Friends are our window to our memories. The proof of the past. The warmth in the embers. 3rd year, ah, 3rd year. 4th year, aha, 4th year. This would be the inexpli.

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