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That sky though. view from the window. happiness is being the only one on the beach!

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The Good Bad

“World doesn’t run on hope, it runs on compromises I tell you “, she said. It hit me like a brutal truth. I was confounded, “But the press, they always portrayed them as a happy large family, even after his death.” It was a statement and a question but the elocution that came out of my box was of pity. “They think we are good people….”, she said,“….just because we do a lot of charity…..…

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Two Good Days

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Day one.. The sunny day! Day Two…. The Rainy Day

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WHAT DO I EXPECT OUT OF ARCHITECTURE.

This was an assignment given to the new employees of my new employer. When  I was assigned this, the though of writing this kind of put me on edge since I really wanted to write something that I actually felt but was afraid. But then if I wouldn’t have written it this way I would have lost a brilliant opportunity to write exactly how I felt to someone who would actually understand.…

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Why Is Aamir Khan Such a Pretentious Prick

Why Is Aamir Khan Such a Pretentious Prick

Originally posted on Heartranjan’s Blog:

Once upon a time in India, Lagaan released.

The film was a smash hit, was sent as our choice for the Oscars (but couldn’t win, as the jury grew old and died during the interval) and Aamir Khan suddenly became the thinking man’s conscience. The guy who would never attend film awards because he didn’t believe in them, suddenly seemed to be jumping up and…

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Heart’s a Mess

He saw her looking at him. He saw her again and she wasn’t, as she bowed her head and tried to vanish in the Monday morning crowd.

He got hold of her elbow and caught her off guard.

“Excuse me.”, a guy yelled camouflaged in the ocean of black suits.

He looked at her with an expression that bombarded her with questions of her actions and existence bringing her on the brink of tears and at that…

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Someone else’s “Umbrella”

It was about to rain.

He stood there holding his retrenchment letter, an umbrella and had a penny in his pocket.

He knew he would have to walk home.  He had nothing.

The vagabond stood there thinking if he can give him his pound, will he give him the umbrella?

He had nothing.

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Into the unknown… The beverage station.. Let’s talk in private… Grazing fog!…

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Into the unknown…
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The beverage station..
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Let’s talk in private…
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Grazing fog!
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Peek-a-Boo!
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Loops and looms!
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The dream home!
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Old rocks.. new glass!
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Beverage Closeup.
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Where is the spring!?
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…..above the sea level!
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Lights…out!
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On the rocks!
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Clandy fog!
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Peace personified!
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Wood vents!
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Sun Shade
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Sunset Valley!
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Shiva Mandir!
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Rolling…

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Fern…. is it???