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My Reveries: 09/01/2006 - 10/01/2006
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Tuesday, September 26, 2006. I was thinking about Ajay. Why didn't he come? I had never tried chatting before though I was using net for my school projects and emails. The cafe was full. It was pleasant homely hall; interior was cozy and cool considering the sultry July weather. The moment I logged into the yahoo chat room with my mail ID, garry abc. My PC screen was full of chat requests popping up like popcorn in the machine at Tulsi. "asl", "ctc", "hi babe", "wanna have fun! That evening I told Ajay a...
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My Reveries: 08/01/2007 - 09/01/2007
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Friday, August 31, 2007. I wish I could sing. But did not find a song. I wish I could write. But did not find a story. I wish I could fly. But did not find the wings. I wish I could dance. But did not find the steps. So many things I wished I could. But did not find the wishing well. I think I am in love. In love for the third time. She was smiling. I think she has understood me. After all she is my second love. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Shelfari: Book reviews on your book blog. The Artist in me.
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My Reveries: 03/01/2008 - 04/01/2008
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Tuesday, March 04, 2008. You will, won't you? Won't you sing my song? Written in the ink of love. On the pages of my soul. I have poured my heart. I can not be all wrong. Won't you sing my song? Song of my love for you. Whatever tune it may be. Whoever plays the music. I just want you to sing along. Won't you sing my song? Waiting for you to kiss them. And give them your melody. Haven't they waited too long? When will you sing my song? You will, someday, won't you? Won't you sing my song? The Artist in me.
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My Reveries: 06/01/2007 - 07/01/2007
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Friday, June 22, 2007. Confessions of an Eve Teaser. I was born and bought up in a family where Eve teasing was not a taboo. It was in fact a favorite activity during any family get together. My father had a natural ability to tease. And he had so many eves around him to tease. My mausi. Mom's sister), four mamis. Mom's brother's wives) , my tai ji. With them, he told me. He said it unites people while embarrassing them and expresses affection though humiliation. Ironic, isn't it! Teasing has been descri...
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My Reveries: Rita
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. The loud rattle on the door woke me up. I looked at the watch, it was 6 am. I had been asleep only 2 hours after I came late from the party. I got up cursing whoever was knocking the door. I found Mukul standing there, tense and breathless. 8220;Mukul, what happened? Why are you panting, what’s the matter? Is everything OK.” . 8221; . He broke into a cry, “Papa has committed suicide. He shot himself in the bathroom. Mom is serious, please come quick.”. But why did he do this?
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My Reveries: 10/01/2006 - 11/01/2006
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Thursday, October 05, 2006. It was my first day in the RNM hospital. I was very excited. I was given the charge of Pediatrics ward. That was my first independent assignment. Till now I had always been under some senior, and had only carried out their decisions. Now I could take my own treatment decisions. I was having a little chat with the nurse when this ward boy came panting. Doctor, there's a very serious baby in the OPD. Doc saab, save my baby. Tell me what happened. Doc saab you are God for us,.
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My Reveries: 05/01/2009 - 06/01/2009
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Saturday, May 30, 2009. The loud rattle on the door woke me up. I looked at the watch, it was 6 am. I had been asleep only 2 hours after I came late from the party. I got up cursing whoever was knocking the door. I found Mukul standing there, tense and breathless. 8220;Mukul, what happened? Why are you panting, what’s the matter? Is everything OK.” . 8221; . He broke into a cry, “Papa has committed suicide. He shot himself in the bathroom. Mom is serious, please come quick.”. But why did he do this?
