Well Heylo There!
I'm back. Don't have time for a proper post..so entertain yourself by praising my template for now. :P
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MY VALENTINES....
I am the child of immortalityThe clear, hazy image of folkloreI am the wind through God’s fluteThe bottomless symphony of your soulI am a poet’s paradiseAnd a fool’s entire worldI am love o...
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VEGETABLE LOVE!!
Wisps of love escape my heartbits and pieces of warmth profoundexecution; intention all clear in mindbut the highway; direction check posted with doubtsI'm a cauldron of emotions; a laboratory of...
View ArticleNARCISSISM!!
1.My name is T-R-I-N-A-A. Get the spelling right. Learn it up if you have to. If that’s too difficult then try TINNI. Don’t mix and match from elsewhere. 2.I’m a grown up adult of 21. It’s just that my...
View ArticleLOVE IS IT?
B:"I love you"G:"Why?"B:"Huunnnh?"G:"I asked why?"B:"Well, because you are sweet, caring and beautiful and when I'm with you I feel as if the rest of the world doesn't matter."....Brilliant answer.But...
View ArticleEGAAAADS!
The year before last a frog family graced us with their presence. Now a frog is considered auspicious, especially before diwali (why? I don’t know). Since my family has known me for a long time, they...
View ArticleHim N Her
"If I make the stars shine just for you tonightWould you hitch a ride on their back to meet me?"She rolled the pen over and over in her hands. She was stuck. Coffee, tea, fresh air.. nothing helped....
View ArticleWHAT'S WITH THE AT-TAGS??
LAST TIMES..1. Last beverage: Chai2. Last phone call: I cannot reveal the name of my client :P3. Last text message: Pagli :)4. Last song you listened to: Aashaayen. From Iqbal5. Last time you cried:...
View ArticleHeylo..it's Urv Again!!
This post is in reference to the previous post on this blog.A research states that people are attentive during a speech/lecture/presentation only 1/3rd of the time. I guess the same applies to blog...
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A Lil Bit Of This..And That
No pee-palings. I'm still not back to blogging. I just can't seem to translate my thoughts into words. :(By the way, my exams got over. I shall be a graduate by next month. Hopefully.As of now I'm...
View ArticleSENSELESS POSTS AND ME..
Yes. I know. I'm the worst kind of absentee blogger possible. I come, crib, cry and then disappear. I've said nothing substantial since my brain cells died this summer and even this post is not going...
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Chennai Times
So i changed my blog template out of sheer boredom in the Quark Express class and my previous post disappeared. :(Technology still eludes me. And so does the will to learn it. :PPs: will be back to...
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Ahaan. That's right. I'm still alive.
Wow. Thinking up of ways to undead this dead blog is taking a pretty long time. :PWill be back on Monday. Pakka pomich. ;-)Ps: Who ate up the pictures in my blog? :o
View ArticleThere is Something *fillfavouritebeepwordin* About Exams.
Disclaimer: This post is so random it may make you cry. Jai Hind. If you were born a kid then you've probably tried peeping into the washing machine at least once while the machine was at it, to find...
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I Want Cash On Delivery My Bwoy.
Dowry. This one word is enough to tip off the Hulk in me. No, truly. I really do turn a bit green. It isn't enough for the girl to be tall, fair, beautiful, educated, well-behaved and a...
View ArticleFive Disturbing Trends That Make Womanhood A Ball.
Note: Subjective. Irrational. Hence personal.1. Have you noticed that when people talk about 'the real Indian Woman' it's always someone who is well-behaved, homely and generally not tattooed? The real...
View ArticleDusty Roads And A Bottle Of Bisleri
Preface: Gyan overload. Proceed with caution. The author thanks you for your continued support. ***Crossroads, metaphorical ones, usually have unmarked avenues. You don't know which road to take, nor...
View ArticleAre We Stupid?
Not a rhetorical question. I am genuinely perplexed. We laugh at absurdity. We cry for petty reasons. We wonder why our lives are not turning out the way we had intended at sixteen. Because geniuses...
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