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all those yesterdays
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2009
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Jul 2009
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- 'you are someone else i am still right here'
- a love that baffles the heart
- funny how people tend to confuse knowing someone i...
- there is nothing more difficult than setting the a...
- for years a warm bird sat on my cold chest for yea...
- if there is anything that makes unmakes changes br...
- love with the thirst of a deep breath hate with th...
- people who are really obsessed are rare and are us...
- next we know baba ramdev might claim he can cure p...
- started reading kazuo ishiguro, my second jap writ...
- you can fool everyone. you can fool yourself if yo...
- and if i don't remember, i am reminded.
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May 2009
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- hey you working late? ya a bit. you don't mind a l...
- hello crossword. hi i'm looking for a book, kari ...
- middle is not a nice word. small, large, is a char...
- i'm not afraid of hate. i'm afraid of indifference...
- about two months back we moved houses. we live in ...
- the quietest guys won. it gives me hope.
- can't someone bottle the smell of books, of the sp...
- there is always a choice.
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Jul 2009
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ignitions
- a beautiful revolution
- aamir khan
- bothsidesofthemouth
- dilip d'souza
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- french toast girl
- hemant mohapatra
- india uncut
- jack-in-a-hole
- known turf
- memsaab
- n.g.
- oxygen
- passion for cinema
- phantasmagoria
- satchit
- serves us right
- sloganmurugan
- swb
- the barmaid
- thealphabetmakesstories
- tokyogirldownunder
- umbilical
- woodsmoke
followers
footprints
4 comments:
*like*
that's nice. I don't remember feeling a sense of belongingness to any city whatsoever but I know I am getting there.
:)
Wherever I may roam, Mumbai is still home.
* Correction. Bombay.
V.
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