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Moments of Life: So true....
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Monday, January 14, 2008. Labels: Just Like Tat. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Good mass of Protoplasm. Point or NO point. What to look for in a GMAT prep company/tutor. Running in my head. After the Mumbai blasts. The brand of silence.
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Moments of Life: "I Am The Best" Attitude... I hate it.
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008. I Am The Best" Attitude. I hate it. Heard about the recent news involving Amitabh, Amir Khan. Ok… when I heard it… I was thinking like… are the former ones really matured enough for us to be their big fans? I don’t think so. I think this is the first controversial post I am putting on my blog. What those 2 people really did was like purposely hitting someone n then saying ‘sorry’. Was this kind of act really required? Or did anyone admire their attitude? NO, DEFINITELY NOT. OK&...
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Moments of Life: Whoz the spy???????????
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Sunday, November 26, 2006. Labels: Just Like Tat. Well, maybe it's the one with its tongue out. November 26, 2006 8:41 pm. It must be the second one.it looks sharp n cunning:). December 01, 2006 2:15 pm. Hmm lemme think . looks are deceiving . they always are the obvious choice is the not one :P. December 03, 2006 10:16 pm. December 04, 2006 1:20 pm. December 11, 2006 7:43 pm. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Good mass of Protoplasm. Point or NO point. Running in my head.
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Moments of Life: PJ of the day (Forwarded )
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Thursday, September 07, 2006. PJ of the day (Forwarded ). Dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik. Dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik. Dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik. Dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik. Dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik. Dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik dhikchik. ANY GUESSES ABOUT YEH KYA HAI? YEH KOYAL KE GAANE KA REMIX HAI. Labels: Just Like Tat. Oh my gosh PJ queen. i thought u will turn out to be a little. September 08, 2006 2:17 pm. Whoever sent u this PJ! September 09, 2006 4:54 am.
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Three minutes of Afternoon: December 2011
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Three minutes of Afternoon. On the importance of being trivial. On random silly questions about life. And the joy of enjoying that imperfection. Saturday, 24 December 2011. Leeds, United Kingdom, 2007. Three years ago, the night before Christmas, I remember the air being cold and. 8216;T,’ I said to my flatmate, who was with me at the time, ‘This is bloody depressing.’. T turned to me, and said, 'You know.it just struck me that it's the last Christmas we're spending together.'. As I stood, trying to make...
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Three minutes of Afternoon: July 2012
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Three minutes of Afternoon. On the importance of being trivial. On random silly questions about life. And the joy of enjoying that imperfection. Sunday, 1 July 2012. The young girl, with shining porcelain skin and poker-straight hair , looks at me and murmurs something in a sing-song voice to her friend. They giggle. I get this sinking feeling that they're talking about me, yet I'm not too sure. Now, my left eye is shut while she tweezes my other eyebrow. Posted by Meera Vijayann. View my complete profile.
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Three minutes of Afternoon: A chance encounter with misery
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Three minutes of Afternoon. On the importance of being trivial. On random silly questions about life. And the joy of enjoying that imperfection. Tuesday, 29 November 2011. A chance encounter with misery. Weird people have a way of finding me. Erm Ok, so I couldn’t decide if it was new-age daylight robbery lingo or if she merely wanted to use my phone. 8216;I need your phone. Please. I need to make only one phone call. I’m from Pondicherry. I'm new here and it’s very urgent’. I interrupted and asked for m...
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Three minutes of Afternoon: Damsel in Denial - The wrong men are right for most women
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Three minutes of Afternoon. On the importance of being trivial. On random silly questions about life. And the joy of enjoying that imperfection. Friday, 5 August 2011. Damsel in Denial - The wrong men are right for most women. My suggestion, it seems, fell on deaf ears. 'The thing is,' she tried to rationalise, 'we've been together to so many years, and it's just unfair. I don't know why I put up with this. I really need to get over this. I bet he's just out there having fun.'. Posted by Meera Vijayann.
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Three minutes of Afternoon: December 2012
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Three minutes of Afternoon. On the importance of being trivial. On random silly questions about life. And the joy of enjoying that imperfection. Monday, 31 December 2012. An evening of the crumbling shoes, blouse-watching and slinking away. Holy Mother. of. Ten-headed. God. At a quarter past seven, I arrived at the wedding; gift-laden, lip-shimmering, hair-flowing and - feet-flat. And I realised -. I'd no idea what the host looks like. Posted by Meera Vijayann. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Moments of Life: Being tagged by Shanti..
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Friday, June 06, 2008. Being tagged by Shanti. I have been tagged by Shanti. I wonder from when did he learn tagging others. Ok here it goes. Last movie seen in a theatre:. Krazzy 4. (Just to see SRK's item number). What book are you reading? No books rite now. only T….V…. Scribbling on Black board… hehehehee. Any magazine whose contents entertain me. Smell of the smoke of fire crackers, dettol, petrol., soil smell when it rains for the first time. Costly words of my hubby… he talks little . Name all the...