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This man I am married to is my first rightly-perfect-amazing-mistake of my life, something I can repeat any number of times in any number of lives am allowed to take.

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I once had a pen friend, 'very sweet and caring', as a 16-year-old would put it. Out of the 4-5 of them he had the best hand writing and was a naval pilot. I must have exchanged a maximum of 4 or 5 letters with him. He wrote at length and expected lengthy reply, something he could cherish for long, to help keep him from missing family. I know nothing of him other than the person he was and the

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its nice dry hot hot weather, less pollution, less dust, un-understandable Marathi, biz-minded ppl, less show-off more attitude, beautiful zoo, nice restaurants, markets with same prices as Dharwad, Amit hates buses due to crowd, hates share-rikshaws (no one shud touch me!), and I hate regular rikshaws due to fare prices (1st km. 11 bucks then on 9!), bought a cupboard, large cot and bed for a

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I lived in Indiranagar near the Flyover for a year or so from 2005 December... tab hum ek Punjabi dhabe pe jate the, 80 feet road pe. It has been ages I have seen the place.Last wednesday I went there with someone who had a very short term work on 80ft road.While returning, as soon as we hit the flyover I rememberd that we could actually have an early dinner at the dhaba - it had been ages

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Am so very tempted every next minute to say, 'he spoiled my days, weeks, mind, soul.. and finally, he failed me" and all the more..But I try to control and say to myself, "I wish I had never met him, and once i did, I wish I hadn't invested my emotions in him - something I had restrained all my life. And once I did that, I wish i could control my emotions to the least of its extents and stop

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        Its been three months now, and not a sign of my Captain. Neither on call nor in person. Never have I waited for anyone like this, never have I prayed for anything such in life, and never will I be able to give such an importance to anyone anymore. His voice made a mark - a difference in my life. I don't know how to react and what to assume... I don't know what to say and what to think. 

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From sunrise to sunriseYou run all around the landeither it be the rising Eastor the beauty of North, South or WestNever do you stop or endfor, you always flow, flow and flow,with that most amiable friend of yours,the Wind with the damn magnificent blow.Oh! tell me,tell me what's your casteFor, you have been servingall those many since the past.Full many a glorious morningshave I seen you clean

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Everyone knows that Words-worth was (to use his own phrase), a worshipper of nature.Born and brought up in Lake District, son of a wealthy lawyer, Wordsworth found in his childhood experiences a source of material very much in keeping with the tendency in the temper of the age.For every poet his own experience is, of course the raw material of the creative process. There is, moreover, a general

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I slept at 1.30 to be woken up by a call at 9.30 due to which I woke up (early in the morning) in a bad mood. Saw that the number calling was a Bangalore landline and immediately i knew it was for the PG inquiry and i couldnt ignore it :( I received the call with an angry air on my face and heard a warm, gentle, amiable, understanding, lovely, sexy, luminous voice saying, "Am Captain Suraj

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