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All the posts are filed under certain headers. Please check the following links for the continuity and reference or relevance..
Introduction
As I Am - My 1st Blog Post//Preface- Biopic Log
My Life Instances - Biography
Coffee Table Stories - Light Humor//Sarcasm//Day-to-day caricature
I, Me, Myself - Philosophy//Retrospection
Men and their Mannerisms - Humor//Sarcasm
On a Lighter Note - Fun//Humor//Sarcasm//Thoughts
Be My Guest - My Home Pics
*** Poetry/Dreams/Art- Work ***
My Previous Blog is now merged in my Biopic Log- here. Incase you experience any difficulty in navigation, please do notify of the same in the comment form of that post.
Epilogue - Celebrations//Epic//Thoughts
Erroneous Newspaper Reports - Inconsistency in Newspaper Reporting
Law and Dis- orders of the Society - The Obsolete Judiciary System
Medicinal Facts - Science//Research//Facts
Daily Archives: May 13, 2010
A Gift for “My Dad”; I love
I feel so sorry that “my” Dad missed out on an opportunity of claiming mom’s Peerless Amount of Rs.4.96 lacs. Continue reading
An Ode of Respect for Dad..
The feelings emotions that I harbored for him for close to 3 decades, is now due for a major spill over. For all the words that became dumb and all great respect that I could not bestow upon him because of his being absconding, and that he still is; I owe him this, it is due to him— Continue reading
Giving Back at the Atrocities- An Initiation
To be able to trace my Dad’s whereabouts after he had abandoned me & mom in 1989 was nothing short of a miracle. I had practically lost my sleep & appetite over & just been focusing on finding his whereabouts. They say Thoughts do create vibrations in the Universe to achieve the Level of your Energies. Keeping up my faith was all I could. Continue reading
Scars of early Mishaps- II
I would often wonder when this whole episode would last till. A classmate who sat behind my seat tried to scare me for a small piece of chocolate. Mom had advised me against carrying that darn piece of bar to school. “If you don’t share the chocolate with me, I would ride my bike on you when I grow up..!”, he said. “Well, you need to grow up 1st”, said I and soiled my teeth brown with the cocoa bar while he watched me empty the 5star wrapper. Continue reading
Scars of the early Mishaps- I
Once all three of us were walking by the lane. My mom wore a Dark Magenta Silk Saree with Huge Black motifs, I was on my dad’s lap. Oh I loved it. This was my pre- school days. I happen to crave for an ice- cream & my dad bought a raspberry candy. Continue reading
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