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November 13, 2010 by ronsin. No one knows when you screw up. But then you run into the risk of living in constant gutted feeling of being untrue to oneself, of living a false life. This is what has been haunting me since the last many days. I had promised myself that I will publish a new post on my blog. Living at a phase difference of pi. Thaare rahiyo o baanke laal.
A photo by moments of life. Commonwealth Games coming up! And india is at its best! Thanks to commonwealth, govt. even a valid voting id card provided by govt. is not acceptable! Indians are Indians only if they are Rich! They actually broke all their homes and poor guys had to flee to their native places. At first i used to think.
Monday, January 9, 2012. Sitting in the open terrace in afra, on a breezy evening towards the wee hours in the night. I hv seen a certain goodness in you. the rest knowing u can always follow. I m a man of plain words. I know u here and there, but trust me, well enough for me to like you. And well, liking is always unconditional. Fondness is not decided, it just happens when your heart smiles to you. Sunday, July 26, 2009. Just to find her! When I was a young boy, my momma said to me.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010. Life - The way to it -. Bang! Yes, yes dream as big as you can. You are supposed to do that. That is what life means to me! Friday, February 5, 2010. Working in team where no one knows what the other team members did. Your boss asking you how far has your work progressed and di.
Ateliers et cours de cuisine. Voici notre dernier post de la saison.
A Roadie will never understand this. 2 You brushed only 31 teeth. 3 You talked for only 25 hours with her on a day. 4 You told a truth about her. 5 You wore a pink shirt and not the baby pink one. Well this list could go on till the world ends.
The Piles of My Life. I was all excited about starting a new month, a new week, a new Monday, a new weekly Chore List.
To the depths of an unnamed fear. In the darkest hour of the coldest night. Silently, as they draw near. The agony of being cornered. Has muted my trembling throat,. As you advance on me,. Stripped down to stark naked soul. All the escape I could muster,. Crawling up my flesh,. Caressing me with cold deceit. And all I can hear is your whisper.