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The Vicissitudes of life itself: Photo Op..
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Wednesday, September 5. What do you get when you charge a quintessentially Indian street festival with about 10,000 watts of Music that a DJ's belting out right there on the pavement? Maharashtra's Janmashtami Celebrations. While I wasn't in the thick of things, both location-wise and IN the crowd, I got a whiff of what makes Maharashtra. State for Indian Street festivals. Picture this (I rather hope I'd had a picture)-. To International hits like. From there on, it was rapture all the way. I also Blog at.
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: Post errr...
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Saturday, August 18. Ne of these days will be the last day that I start an entry with a false start. I've been learning to write, well, more specifically how to write for mass consumption. And since this space is not intended for a mass audience, there you go. Thing that's happened to mankind, but people who know me know that I don't). Now numbers are the driest things around, all fact, while what I do and want to do in life is all fiction. So, as you can deduce and I can portray, that's just about it...
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: Engdi..
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Saturday, September 8. Alright, I agree with you that the title of the post is something as redundant as anything you've seen this side of the English language, but that's what today's post is about. I've lately been exposed to a section of Indian society which will be the face of the Indian communication Industry for the next few years at least. And there is an amusing and intriguing trend that has emerged off late. Like we've had proper and ghar ka. Will not make any sense to you unless you either come...
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: July 2007
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Thursday, July 19. If this picture causes to go oww. it's going to sell stuff. For sure. He last few days have been spent looking at a group of what will be the most stone-hearted professional women (and men) in the years to come doing exactly that. Freud's classical conditioning example comes to mind. Research has shown that more people in these professions die of stress-related diseases than any other. What little is left of their time from work is spent on networking (Read Protocols and all other ...
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: October 2007
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Wednesday, October 31. All new posts at Our New Address. Announcing Protocollide, my new way of dealing with life. Tuesday, October 23. And then, there were two. It was the last time they met while she was still single. They had met a couple of years ago. It all started as all of them do. She was nursing her wounds from a bad relationship that went worse, he was on the up and up in his life, having managed to salvage his soul from the deepest troughs in his life. While he dropped her back, the car stoppe...
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: Pujo
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Wednesday, October 17. Have too many bongs around who bring a lot of happiness to me. Here's raising one to them. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Dave Campbell on Comics. I also Blog at. My College Blog @ SIMC. And then, there were two. Dig A Hole To China?
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: April 2007
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Sunday, April 29. This one's been a long time coming. Recently, I'd felt that most novel experiences that I was trying to have were for. The fact that I wanted to write here about them. Enough of the drone, now about the Follicle Chronicles. Thing was, I hated the crew cut with a vengeance. Grandpa. The father figure and would not yield. The Barber would then start, stopping only when the hair on my head was an inch longer or I would have been Baby Chanakya of the 90's. It always started like this one.
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: January 2007
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Friday, January 19. Will not waste time after coming back from office trawling the net and reading inconsequential things in Tabloid supplements, better get up early and meet my freinds more often than I have been. Will get back to my spiritual side, it's been far too long, and I've let far too many things, majorly office timings, to take control of my life. As the Cliche goes,. It's my Life, and its now or never. I'm gonna live my life aliveeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaa! Saturday, January 13.
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: February 2007
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Sunday, February 25. A Colon in Italics. That is exactly what is happening in life now- '. Life's at the cusp of change, and it might just happen. I'm going to Pune tomorrow for my finals, my folks have accepted the fact that I am going for the Interview, not that I will go and live away from them for 2. Weekends have been more productive lately, and as McDonalds puts it- I'm Loving it! Monday, February 19. A respite. A reprise. Originally uploaded by Carpẽ Diem. The last weekend was as special as they g...
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The Vicissitudes of life itself: Random Sprinkles
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Wednesday, October 10. Needed to get these things into writing before they went out of existence, they are feelings and random thoughts that have occured lately. In essence, a piece of my mind, out here in the open. That's just the beat! Ok now that the on-the-spot crap poem contest is over, here it goes-. Exams here are like making your first boiled egg, you cook it as you go along. Whether I get exactly that or a delicacy to relish is something that I'll share in this very forum very soon. Dig A Hole T...
