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Where we try, and try again but with a certain amount of laziness, secretly hoping to fail

Am sure you know what that feel like. Don’t lie. The times when you pretend to work real hard, perhaps looking and hoping for some kind of external validation, but inside your heard (and I do mean inside) you know that … Continue reading

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Where the earphones begin to give up, tired of always being in confined places

It is understandable. Don’t think too many people would like to be in someone’s ear all the time. Just all the time. Staring into the (hairy?) darkness. Sure, it could be exciting in the first few days, such a pleasant … Continue reading

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Where we ponder, a term that can also be used to describe a very, very large puddle

No but seriously. What would you call something that looks like a pond but is not quite there yet? Of course, puddle may be inaccurate. What is a really large puddle? A ditch? Pond. You know what I like about … Continue reading

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Hum kaale hai toh kya huan

Hum tere tere tere chahnewalle hai. Shake your bum. You know you want to. I really think Sunday mornings are meant for shaking one’s bum. Like full shaking. Pump up the volume, put on the pyjamas and just go around … Continue reading

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So, like, I totally like did it again

Two hours, fifty-six minutes and forty one seconds. I could definitely have cut down at least ten-fifteen minutes had I practiced a bit more but given the undulating course, I am pretty bloody happy with myself. Proud, rather. The Airtel … Continue reading

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I don’t write well in formal, confined spaces

Most uncomfortable. Saw Good Night Good Morning. Super interesting. The Director was there. Lanky, chap with a very disarming smile. I think I should make a movie.  

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I have a feeling….

Sooner (much sooner than later), my affinity towards older women is going to get me into some serious trouble. But till then. 🙂

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