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Sometimes u just pass by experiences, which if left untouched.just become fleeting thoughts.but if touched and cared for turn into memories that last for ever.here is an attempt to turn such mundane phases in life to something that holds a special meaning. Thursday, July 16, 2009. How do I explain what’s happening now. How do i express what’s within me. How is it that this feeling just grows? How is that it grips every bit of me. How every day is now newer than before? How everyday my heart grows fonder.
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confessions of a professional fall guy: 01-Mar-2007
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Thursday, March 01, 2007. A Tempest of Temper - 4th Standard - Part 3. And the answer would always be the same "foreign chocolates". They had found a store near home that sold these confectionaries and had brought a big load of it with them, knowing I freaked out on chocolates. Since I would clear the whole lot on a single day, they used to bring some every Sunday. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Confessions of a professional fall guy. Confessions of a professional fall guy. Bangalore, Karnataka, India.
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confessions of a professional fall guy: 16-Feb-2007
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Friday, February 16, 2007. Of Effort And Trust - Part 2. Guy, a pucca Indian, pronouncing my name(Thandava Krishna) as 'Thataki', because that was the only name that came to his mind that resembled my name! Nothing flashed, and the only thing I remembered were the biscuits I ate on the way to the school. So I told her "biscuits, aunty"(I didn't know what the teachers were called here, and I didn't even know if she was a teacher there). I spent my first night, dreaming about being kicked out because THEY ...
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confessions of a professional fall guy: 17-Feb-2007
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Saturday, February 17, 2007. Friends and Foes - 2nd Standard. If you remember, in my earlier post, I was talking of somebody nearly equaling my score. It was none other than IAK(I. Aditya Kumar), who got 97. He also happened to be the first guy whom I befriended, maybe because of unpacking our luggage on the same day or maybe otherwise. But the fact remains that he was my first friend in the school. To keep the post from getting unusually lengthy, I will only deal with the first one here. This is the blo...
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Sometimes u just pass by experiences, which if left untouched.just become fleeting thoughts.but if touched and cared for turn into memories that last for ever.here is an attempt to turn such mundane phases in life to something that holds a special meaning. Friday, October 30, 2009. I was a nomad, wandering around. No haste to settle or get tied down. Life was an adventure and I didn’t want it to end. Just wanted to be free, find out what’s at the next bend. Kidding myself that I was happy to escape.
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confessions of a professional fall guy: 28-Feb-2007
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Wednesday, February 28, 2007. A Tempest of Temper - 4th Standard - Part 2. Moving on to other events during the 4th Standard, the next one that comes to mind is the Spelling Test. To be continued. . . 1 Its quite a paradox that the word in dispute happened to be 'friend'. 2 For those who didn't know, Anantalakshmi maam used to brag that she had "four eyes" and could see everything we did(referring to her moony speactacles). Surprising though that her four eyes couldn't help her decipher the spelling&...
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Sometimes u just pass by experiences, which if left untouched.just become fleeting thoughts.but if touched and cared for turn into memories that last for ever.here is an attempt to turn such mundane phases in life to something that holds a special meaning. Thursday, October 08, 2009. There are times when I smile without reason. There are times when I cry too. But the smiles and tears are there for a reason. And for me that reason is u. I accept now that love is special. When you know that it’s true.
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confessions of a professional fall guy: 15-Feb-2007
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Thursday, February 15, 2007. The First Steps Are Always The Smallest. Children learning to walk, are made to take the smallest steps possible first. This is to embed balance into the sub-conscious. A person who has walked small steps, can always increase his stride. But a person who has been taught to walk in huge strides, will find it difficult to constrain his feet. That's because, sometimes growth is easier than restraint. To begin with, she was a. To this day I wonder, where she is, and what she woul...
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confessions of a professional fall guy: Vinasha Kaale Vipareetha Buddhi - Part 2 - 5th Standard
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Friday, March 16, 2007. Vinasha Kaale Vipareetha Buddhi - Part 2 - 5th Standard. I was just fully awake, when she started slapping me. Out of instinct, I caught her hand and pushed it back and told her it wasn't me and that I didn't even know how to whistle. She just wouldn't listen. She kept asking me, "if not you, the who? To be continued. . . U whistled @ shruthi raja? Haha in which class were u? She taight us math sucking on a fanola candy! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This is the blog of the ...
