tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-292884592012-02-09T16:05:21.247+05:30"If you're not confused, you're not paying attention..."confusionismhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10141023289589923622noreply@blogger.comBlogger791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29288459.post-19168520019321574052010-08-15T20:16:00.002+05:302010-08-15T20:25:17.187+05:30

I wept, I cried for a while yesterday...Ask me why..I don't know...I cried for everyone around me, I cried for all those in pain. I think it was because I did not understand what was going on, around me. I wondered why people were complicating life so much, people were faking it, lying about small things you can actually live without lying...I mean where has the value of being honest, moral,

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I am in a meeting right now. I am supposed to be attentive. If not being attentive, the second ideal thing I should be doing is to do my work in parallel.But I can hear someone breathing so hard. He is fat, looks sad, looks uneasy. I cannot understand what is going on. Never have I felt so distracted and cautious about hearing someone breathing so heavily, so loud. I think having some background

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I have a habit of forcefully closing all my holes when I sneeze. I wonder why. I think I get a feeling that a large amount of phlegm or mucous will get sprayed. This may make the surroundings dirty and unfavorable for my fellow beings to exist. How selfless, how thoughtful. I have also read that this force with which we sneeze is so high that if we stop it could rupture blood vessels in brain or

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I shouldn't have stayed away this long. Was it that I was not confused that I fell short of topics to write about or that I felt it useless to pen down what my stupid confusing topics which all the more could make more more confusing thinking what to write about it. Anyway...I am back and I think I am going to update it often.There were too many things that happened which I am going to write

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People have a tendency to keep me covered. Some like to show me off. I guess it is all a matter of culture and who is in possession of me. Personally, I like it when I am exposed. I like it when the wind brushes against my surface giving me a cooling effect. I like it when water gets splashed on my face. Sometimes I bear heavy weight, that is, when I am placed on a level ground or when I am used

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I happened to visit a museum for different art forms during my visit to Kerala last week. It was a different experience. It seems this place called 'Green Village was once upon a time a go-down which has now been converted to a museum. The first hall that we entered was a long corridor, fully decorated with high quality, expensive murrels and paintings. One could see at the end of the passage a

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I was this small child who never thought about life and only absorbed and observed what was around me. When i think of my childhood, I fail to even remember the faces that I had seen. Used to live for a day. Didn't even know that such a concept ever existed.Years passed by, saw many faces, all to only fade away one day.Now I am in the same state from where I started off, where I live for a day,

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I do not wish to stay away from here for long. Been tied up with too many things at a time that I did not get the time to actully think and find out what I have been thinking. Thoughts are always on mind but you do need time to think and understand what you are thinking. That is what you called as meditating thoughts. While you meditate, you are supposed to free your mind from all the thoughts

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ma life is in a mess. Its screwed up from every angle. I hate it.

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Words spoken have been taken away,Those spoken words will fade away,Are there any more unsaid?Who would care if you are dead?

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I came alone...I will die alone!!!

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Oflate I have been seeing and hearing too many things about overseeing the future...That's one thing I never wanted to do...Seems like I must inorder to change the present..."Here's the thing about future, when you look at it, it changes, and that changes everything".

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Will there be a man who will look into my eyes and want me as much I want him? Will there be a man who will have all the patience to wait to hear what I have to say even when I don't know what to say? Will there be a man who will understand when I say something no matter whether I say it or not. Will there be a man who will say the things that touches me, not because he has to but he wants to?

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A time to cry and a time to kill The blow sent Sunil sliding over the floor of the warehouse. His mouth spurted blood, a broken tooth fell out. But at last his hands were free. He used his free hands to take off the blindfold. He was in pain, but more than pain he felt anger at being blindfolded, tied up and bought to a place he hadn't seen before. He looked at the person who had inflicted this

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There are times when you experience the actual 'kurukshetra war' in your mind. The right wins over and takes control your life. Lord Krishna lives in each one of us. It is always not about doing what you like. It is about Dharma winning over Adarma. There are a lot of tempatations in this era that we live that most of the time, you are torn apart being unable to make up your mind and

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Hehe..I just got this from somewhere..."Its Monday again. Dear God, why can you put a day (like Sunderday) between Sunday and Monday where we can get ready for Monday."How thoughtful!

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am loosing it all...I held it tight...but its slipping away... ????

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I do understand why some end their lives... None to blame for it!

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Someone once asked me why am I so confused. That made me think. Is it because of lack of a strong opinion? Is it because I dont like to be judgemental. Confusion arises when you are asked to pick 1 among somethings which you either like with the same intensity or among something you dont feel a thing about. So what is it finally? To me, nothing is bad or good. Nothing is right or wrong. Or it can

confusionismhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10141023289589923622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29288459.post-57412371623112782342008-10-02T23:58:00.001+05:302008-10-03T00:00:17.119+05:30

Why worry about something when it is going to be in the past a minute later? I have realised that every thought that crosses my mind is temporary. In that case, why even think. Think, but not think later about what you thought.

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As I look out of the window, I realise how fast 3 weeks got over. I landed in this new place, all filled with fear, not knowing how I would spend the next 3 weeks here. But I instantly had this connection with this place and the people here. Although, it did took a while for me to figure out how I could carry on. Walked many kilometers through wrong lanes in search of ma way back home. Didn't

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I tired of waiting for someone to talk to me. I am tired of waiting for phone calls. I am tired of thinking that my friend will stay with me forever. I am tired of hoping that atleast this new friend will be different for a change. I am tired of getting deceived. I am tired of meeting up with liers again and again. I am tired of ...of...there is so much to say...can someone please talk to me?

confusionismhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10141023289589923622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29288459.post-67834917932610371752008-07-15T21:07:00.002+05:302008-07-15T21:11:03.726+05:30

My team has changed, my cubicle has changed, my manager has changed and my responsibilities have changed... No idea what everyone's upto.Feeling lost, but I know that there is something in store for me. Good or bad, got to wait and watch.

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There was a time when I could kill anyone to get a sight of you. I had sleeplessnights. Every cell of mine chanted your name wishing you would hear me and grant me mywish. Every street I passed through, I searched for you hoping that I could get lucky.After all these months of intense yearning, it had to be yesterday when I saw you. Isaw you with a girl. You once sang "You're beautiful, you're

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I look around and I see no one. I am alone...all alone.Like a journey on train, I see people boarding, boarding and being a part of my life and leaving. No one stays. It has become a pattern these days.The first time I entered this train, I was sad and confused, not knowing where the strangers who had become my friends left and dissappeared. Now I know, anyone who enters has to leave and am okay

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Why was a LOST? well not me, but ma password. Loosing ma password was like loosing ma house key. I so badly wanted to get in and have a nap on ma bed, but I was stuck outside not having my key.There have been so many situations I have gone through since the time I published ma previous post. Life has been good and bad like in a roller coaster. I guess it would take some time for me to recollect

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Its always a celebration when you get an off. And Diwali on a weekend. What is merrier than that? That itself calls for a celebration.Festive season is to shop. But I am broke. :( So no scope.My current job is bugging me. But I have no choice until I get another one.Its lovely weather outside. Feel like doing lot of things. How I wish I was in infront of a theatre, all set for the show to start,

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Right now listening to a song which goes like this"Where was my brain when I loved you...."http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=KjMRf4egAyA&NR=1Did you listen to it? Thats exactly the reflection of the feelings inside me.Filled with complex feelings. A guy, whom I thought to love no more still seem to be living in my thoughts. Hmmm....This is not a simple heartbreak story. I have gone through lot many

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In the midst of people in pain and not being able to devise a solution to remove the pain and misery angers me....it hurts me. You keep questioning waiting for someone to come up with an answer. Every human passes through complex stages. Some quite early in their lives, and some in the later part of it. If you really think about it, there is actually nothing that you can do to avoid going through

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I will not let anything bad happen to me. I will not give myself false hopes. I will not think of something that can't happen. Over the past few years, I have only showed me wrong people, and have fallen for the wrong people. I will not do that mistake again. Its time to move on and to help myself. I let myself down and allow others to take me for granted.Yes, its time...

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Seems like I have evolved into a different being. Like as though a spirit has got into me. Could be a transition phase in my life...Teenage was a screwing time. With all the hormones flowing...in the midst of a confused state when you end up having a crush on every new kinda boy you meet. World was small then. I had no control over my life. But now, I feel not much different, even though, I have

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Yet another time....completely shattered. It all over., for good or bad...I have no clue. Its when sad things happen that you sit and console yourself saying, ah! everything is for the good. Well, this time I am fnding it a bit hard to digest that thought.But, then again, you gotta move on...and for that you gotta give yourself all the strengh and tell your self, hey Look around...bright days are

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Being good and kind DOES NOT PAY. You give in all the happiness and sacrifice all that you've got. But just that one time, you try to hold on that little life that is all left with you, you are are criticised and made feel like a CULPRIT. That makes you want to give away that last breath, so that you are not held responsible for looting people's happiness. I have only tried to safeguard other

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I can hear some music playing in the background. Its a sad tune. Not from any movie, its being played in real life...and the life is about me, the world I am in.World does not seem to be a nice place to be in these days...I dont find any goodness in it to be appreciated. Its getting tougher day by day, mainly due to the disturbing happeneings around. I don't know whether to think or not, to be

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Confusion is an experience of having the brain shut down. There is a barrage of information coming at you, and you can't figure out what is real from what is unreal. The natural response is a perceived experience of not knowing what to do. Well, that's impossible! You always know what to do because you have a divine connecton to the One Mind that knows everything. Confusion is also the mental and

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99% of the illness caused in this world is due to negligence out of which 99% is due to ignorance...to be contd

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To know that it cannot last forever and that you gotta let it all go a day is painful. Each time you encounter with a moment, where you get a doubt, may be this is what is destined for me. There is no one thing that destiny keeps in store for you. It is the journey and the places that you visit is what is on the itenary. There is no final destination. My tomorrow could be the same as today. No

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We all hate expectations... We are surrounded by many stake-holders around us, having expecations from us of varying degrees. Its sometimes suffocating, expecially when the standards set are too high. But then you realise, its the expectations set by others, especially your loved ones, that define who you are and what your roles are...If at all there was an effort from every individual to let

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Am I Analysing life too much?A day would come when I realise that I have forgotten to live the years that passed by...

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I feel this urge inside. I have anticipated for this moment for long now. Not really long, but feels like it. Errr...its tomorrow... I am busy, though I look calm and composed externally.There have been turn of events in the past few months of my life, in every aspect of my existence. Some of it have been very unexpected and some have been very surprising.Now that there is not much of expection

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All of a sudden everything seems bright and happy. You feel life is getting a new dimension. World looks more beautiful, songs are more melodious, food is tastier, people are nicer. Errr...can one person bring so many changes in you?But at the same time, it can scare the shit out of you. I get torn between the fear of loosing that one person and happiness of reliving the same emotion once again.

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you think you are alrightyou hide it all from the rest of the worldyou laugh and smile like the rest of 'em always expect you toyou comfort those in pain and take all the shityou tell 'em all, oh! my life can't be betteryou force yourself to strive to be the best even after failing each time you tried to do so 'coz you are known to be an optimistyou look the happiest,

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I never get enough of somethings in life. Even as I am experiancing it, an element of fear creeps in whether I could have it all forever. They say all good things come to an end, but I can't seem to accept it. Cool breeze of the blowing wind makes me relax no matter how distressed I am. It reminds me that there is a superior force beyond our reach, to destroy you any moment at the same time to

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It was a night in hell. I was held in captivity. The attacker was none other than a rat. I was locked up in my room and a stupid rat took over my house.My maid who has a very generous heart decided that she would get my balcony cleared. There were few old boxes which were left few months back. It was filled with my old slippers and shoes, and laziness combined with lack of interest to try on

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I have come across several instances wherein you feel, oh this has to be my best short and am going to prove to the rest of the world that I too am capable of doing something different, more like defying all the rules and trying to be among those kewl ones and stuff...yes, I mean to be unique.Ultimately what happens? you fail to even give it a try, since you have set such a high expectation for

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I dont like even a day passing by without me visiting ma blog. I always wish to type in a line or two, but I have to admit, I go lazy and lot of time is spent just in thinking what to write like now. Have been sittig with it for the past 20 minutes, and what did I write? anyways...time for me to go to bed....Day was fulfilling, and this tired feeling is indeed good to give me a good sleep....:)

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Someone once told me," we are all drawn by boundaries because of our fear of loosing". It gave me a lot of food for thought. Why didn't anyone tell this to me before?Now fear of loosing what? Our loved ones it seems. There have been many things in life which I have stayed away from.All this becuase of my fear of loosing my loves ones? Strange...I do not wish to list down the things here I have

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The first day I joined my team at work, one thing I mainly noticed was the giggle of my TL. She seemed friendly, she still is. She was laughing after every sentence she uttered. I joined her initially, and after sometime, when I looked around, I couldn't find the rest of the team in the chorus laughing. As in, they all did have a sign of frustration on their faces not being able to fake a laugh

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Its been few days since I logged on to ma blog...I was unable to, due to some technical difficulties. I felt as though I was locked out of my own house. Anyhow here I am. Its been a tiring week, quite interesting though and like I always say...'Fulfilling'.Oh...I can't write more right now... there is no energy left in me...

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I am a busy bee now. Yes, thats what I am and I love this feeling. This week has been ful-filling. Got an exam tomorrow and once I am done with it, I will be be relieved.Recently, I got a comment on one of my previous posts. He commented saying, this aint a story and it need not be talked about. I guess, as long as it is my blog, I 've got every right to say whatever I want...I dont want readers.

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I was in hell for the past 2 days. I felt all alone for the first time in my life. The feeling was horrifying. I was depressed. I was confused. If you ask me why, the main reason was my computer was dead. So was I. My comp is my life support system. I got disconnected from my loved ones and I was unable to handle it.I am tempted to sit and type out my feelings, but my books are calling me. I got

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My neighbour is making my life miserable...he is an old man...God, how much I hate him? CAN SOMEBODY SHOOT HIM BEFORE I DO?

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My first day in 'Caritor', after a long break... Had an induction session of 10 hrs at a stretch. Can't help admitting how boring it was... But am glad for several reasons... Reasons to be known only to me.... :)

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Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond our understanding; and that there is always tomorrow. - Dorothy

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Ah, its pours generously, without a stop. Makes you feel so wet and helpless if you are a visitor there, but a look around gives you the feeling that this is the main reason which drives the people there. No matter how early you wish to challenge the Poojari of the temple, the 'Deepam' inside the altar will be lit, inspite of the heavy rains outside, as early as 5'o clock in the morning. That

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I had totally a different view of Ernakulum until my recent visit there. You may crib about the attitude of people there, the hot weather or the lack of friendliness from the general public etc. But hey, that city is in the right track, it is growing at a slow pace and I bet the foundation is being laid strong.For example, if you got to lay 3 stones firmly on the ground, In Bangalore, in the urge

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I passed through the same streets I had walked through for eight years, still couldn't relate to anything around. Watching those school kids loaded with huge bags on their back, some with a raincoat on and some holding an umbrella, brought back some faint memories from the past. I used to be one of those kids living in a village, a real playful kid, who had no worries in life, but only think of

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I am in Ernakulum now....There is wetness everywhere.... To be contd.... when I get back to Bangalore....

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Even before I realised that the new-year started, its Mid year.... Seems likes days are passing by faster than the speed of light...Where are we all heading to? Busy days, busy life....all lost in their own thoughts and actions, but where are we missing something here? What if tomorrow never comes? I used to think, if at all today was my last day, will all my loved ones know how much I cared for

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She is tiny and cute looking- My new ipod :) Eh...So you can know am busy with her at the moment right? Gotta go!

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It when the people around sleeps, that you are tempted to stay awake. A feeling that tells you, do all that you got to do and get ahead in the race when the rest of 'em are sleeping. How stupid! The result: Wake up in the morning with puffy eyes.Err...I'm sleepy, but I dont want to sleep. It's getting hotter. I am perspiring. I guess, my body is refusing to support me.Have been obsessed with 2

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Someone's Birthday, My heartiest wishes to you!

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“Some of us (perfectionists, especially) fuss so much over making the 'right' choice, but in life, all that's really needed is to make any' good' choice, believe in it, go through with it, and accept the consequences.”I must admit that I have missed several oportunities in my life, while I was busy trying to be perfect. And if you ask me whether I gained anything with my effort, I will have to

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Why is everything so strange this morning? Where was I all this while? I see the sun shine bright, I can feel the breeze, I can hear the birds chirping. I see colours, buildings, trees, people around me. Nothing seems to have changed since yesterday. Yet I feel like a stranger out here. Am I missing something? I can figure out what's going on my mind. Am I thinking too hard for the future or am I

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It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to

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I am moving at my own pace today. Not being aware of the clock ticking. But I did a great deal of work today. And satisfied by mid-day. Still a long way to go. I have lined up things to cover for the rest of the day...That's it for now...

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It all starts with asking eachother, "Oota aayitha?". From there, there is no stop until the conductor shouts out the name of the stop either one of them is destined to get down. The variety of topics covered during the conversation ranges from food to family to job offers to college admission to tution centres to discount sale to weather to elections to cricket matches to what not. This is a

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Its a pleasant evening and look who is getting all the attention. She is glowing all bright in the sky. With all the pride and beauty she is set to drive the night wild and crazy. Its the lady Moon! She looks innocent but am not sure what she is upto. Look at her. She just stays there and smiles at you letting you forget all the worries. No she is not upto anything. She is just looking at you,

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Uh! What is there to 'chi' about it? Lets admit it. Visiting one a day is an indispensible ritual for everyone. Some of the world's best ideas and innovations must have originated here. If you try to calculate the number of hours successful CEO'S and Entrepreneurs spend here, would let you figure out the secret of their success. This is a wonderland where anyone can get lost. Lets you leave the

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There are times when this animal chicken comes as a blessing to you. She comes in different forms, as an egg, then in the red and yellow pack called 'Real Good chicken' then ofcourse the live one too. The wide choices that she offers does not give you a chance to wonder what came first...Egg or the chicken? Who cares as long as she exists in both the forms, that too in abundance.So when someone

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Same set of cars, buses, people, and events happeneing around me. This is what I observed while I was in the bus stop today. Was it on the same day? Was it because, time wasn't running that I was stuck on the same spot for a long time? Even an old man whom I had noticed yesterday was on the same place. How can this be? What's going on? Has the time come for a change? and is that in my hands?

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Before watching any movie, the mistake what people often commit is to consult the ones who would have watched the movie. Oh Boy! what a big mistake, because each one perceives in his/her own way. Why would it matter if the other person found it boring or interesting?Just before watching this movie, a friend of mine adviced me it ain't that an interesting one and now look...I have fallen in love

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I am talking about my front door. I left my house in the morning today, without locking the door. Forget about locking, it was left wide open. When I got home, the girl next door asked me, " wern't you home akka?", for a moment my heart skipped a beat. "No, why are you you asking me that?", just to make sure that this isn't one of her normal pranks. She told me, "Akka, you front door is open". I

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If you want to make up your mind on something, what is the first thing you do? To consult your elders, or experienced people?And what do they do? Brainwash you with all the bitter situations they would have gone through? Eventually you end up getting confused or if any of the people whom you consulted was successful enough to market themselves well, his idea gets implanted in your brain.Who are

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I was determined! Even the rain could not stop me. Where was I heading to? To the vegetable shop. I wasn't dieting, but I stayed away from vegetables for more than a week. All I ate was rice, prawns, mangoes, bread and drank lots of milk. Now that sounds weird. Who prescribed this to me?Now to show justice to my username, let me explain. When I think of eating, I again end up getting confused.

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Yes, he is going out. The air smells good yet again. And it stays that way for a long time. Thanks to my neighbour for his generous creative sense of scenting the neighbourhood. I guess, he must be using a full bottle at once. So what could be the intention, to draw people closer? or a social service?How I wish we had such like minded people everywhere. Atleast that would solve the nauseating

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I woke up this morning late. For moment could not recognise where I was. Looked at the clock and figured out that it was past the time I usually get ready for class. Made up my mind to not go for class.One thing what on my mind right now is how to get a job. I see various postings on millions of websites, I receive many mails with requirements for the post am looking for, but everybody wants

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Don't know whose words are these....Who cares...Guess at times when you go through intense pain and when you are amidst a crowd, you wish it rained...so that no one could see your tears. You look around, to find someone to talk to...but you realise you are left all alone....to be contd...which means I am lost in thoughts....or Am I Confused?

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Well that was quick...am not prepared as to what to fill in here...am thinking of a topic....but should I write bout that another day? or should I write now? but you know I have not gathered my thoughts about whatever am feeling right now...heh...here I go...now thats whatI call as Confusion meter...I guess this would do for my first blog...

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