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arunodayam: did ya tell her??
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Monday, February 19, 2007. Did ya tell her? Why didn’t you tell her? She talked to you as if you were the only boy around. Was it more than friendship? Was she doing that out of sympathy? You were in an utter state of confusion. Was your portrait in the same frame as that in which her’s was in your heart? Lovedd it man. u wont believe but i understood every weeny bit of it! Wayy to go brotha. n why didju stop writing eh. keep bloggin dude. u gonna reach placezzz. May 18, 2007 at 7:59 PM. Did ya tell her?
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arunodayam: Irreperable loss
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Wednesday, July 8, 2009. I have lost them all. I have lost those conversations filled with laughter; conversations in which the no: of people engaged and the subject were immaterial; conversations that were made with your hands twisted around the shoulder of your friend while abusing him in the filthiest of languages; conversations in which no one was exempted from 'thepps'; conversations that were made to reach at no conclusions whatsoever, but made just for the sake of it. I have lost my life. Hehe but...
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arunodayam: October 2009
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Sunday, October 11, 2009. The journey was treacherous. It had drained your very soul away. Tired, you chose to sit beside a pile of boulders. The sun was scorching above. You were alone. Blood was oozing from your toes. Thirst was smothering you to death. Every nerve was paining. All of a sudden, you could hear footsteps. Some one was approaching you; some one gentle, soft and frail. It was her. Some how, she could help you re-bind many, if not all, of the broken pieces of that skipping constituent right...
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arunodayam: July 2009
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Wednesday, July 8, 2009. I have lost them all. I have lost those conversations filled with laughter; conversations in which the no: of people engaged and the subject were immaterial; conversations that were made with your hands twisted around the shoulder of your friend while abusing him in the filthiest of languages; conversations in which no one was exempted from 'thepps'; conversations that were made to reach at no conclusions whatsoever, but made just for the sake of it. I have lost my life. There wa...
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arunodayam: February 2007
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Monday, February 19, 2007. Did ya tell her? Why didn’t you tell her? She talked to you as if you were the only boy around. Was it more than friendship? Was she doing that out of sympathy? You were in an utter state of confusion. Was your portrait in the same frame as that in which her’s was in your heart? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Did ya tell her? View my complete profile. There was an error in this gadget.
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arunodayam: The breeze
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Sunday, October 11, 2009. The journey was treacherous. It had drained your very soul away. Tired, you chose to sit beside a pile of boulders. The sun was scorching above. You were alone. Blood was oozing from your toes. Thirst was smothering you to death. Every nerve was paining. All of a sudden, you could hear footsteps. Some one was approaching you; some one gentle, soft and frail. It was her. Some how, she could help you re-bind many, if not all, of the broken pieces of that skipping constituent right...
