Unlike my other weblog, here I shall chronicle pellmell about various incidents of my life, relatives, friends or whatever that touch me along the way. The purpose is to look back on bygone days through these pages and just reflect in solitude. Occasionally I may document the dullest events of the century to bore you to death. Friday, February 23, 2007. My demand is very simple.

My hostel - what a place to be in! Wednesday, June 01, 2005. My hostel - what a place to be in! Those long and eventful four years! No non-veg were allowed. On Wednesday, our cook used to boil eggs for us. The gravy used to made separately. So for those who would not eat egg, could take the gravy and banana! We had one TV which was kept in a small room in the terrace and it had no cable channels. Friday, May 27, 2005.

The Lament and the Retribution. And Let There Be Light. The particles shattered, apocalypse in Progress and the Solitary Warrior. Dreading, Contemplating, Counting. Tuesday, September 13, 2011. Three brothers walking through the deathly wilderness. Faces death in a river black and deep. Conquering their fears they bridge the river and cross the ends. This act of wit impresses death and it takes form in front of them. Three brothers, a story.

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