13 Jan

Posted at 14:25h in Random Ramblings by
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Reading is a dying art, he said. Really? Then why does it seem that every other person I come across is an aspiring writer? Is it that the right to freedom of expression, otherwise so suppressed, can only be exercised through writing? If everyone only writes, who will be left to read?

07 Jan

Posted at 15:27h in World of Make Belief by
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This is Part IV. Read the previous parts: Part I - Lost, Part II - Memories, Part III - Greetings.
Anaisha stared at him, speechless. She was stunned and confused; surprised and shocked, thrilled to see him, yet apprehensive about meeting him after so long. Was he their new friend? Had Jayesh known about the two of them? Was that why he had been invited? She vaguely heard the others chatting and talking but couldn't tear her eyes away from him. She just stood there, rooted to the spot, her mouth agape. A myriad of thoughts and questions rushed through her mind. Was he the out-of-town, amazing architect that Green World had signed on? But hadn't that happened almost a year ago? How come they were crossing paths only now? Was that because she'd never actually met the rest professionally and this was the first time the entire group was meeting at one place? Was he Dipin's friend? She'd known Dipin for long. Knowing her Delhi roots, surely, he would have mentioned earlier about having met a Delhi-based architect. Maybe he was Jayesh's friend! That would explain why they hadn't met earlier. Come to think of it, she had been signed on by Green World Realty, just last month only. She couldn't possibly have known the entire team working on the project. Was he the one behind her getting that deal? Had he always known about her? Had she not hosted this dinner, would they have actually met? Anaisha was stunned and apprehensive at the same time. He was going to have some questions of his own too, she thought. Was she ready to answer them? Was this going to be the best night of her life? Or the worst?

04 Jan

Posted at 17:25h in Awards & Recognition, Laughter Club by
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200+ Followers!200 followers YAYY!!!! Tak Dhin-a-dhin dhin-a-dhin tak dhin-a-dhin! Ooo La La La... heeeeeyaaaaaa! tamamatamamam ...aaaaaaaaaeeeeeeeee....... (standing up on the table, dancing like a crazed maniac!) So, now that the jig is over, getting down to business. I would like to thank God, my parents, Jadoo, my readers, Blogger's World, Blogging U., my writing desk (it's brand new, by the way), my laptop (old but as good as new), my fingers, my coffee mug, my phone (it's broken! someone gift me a new one), my diary, my floor lamp, my hair dresser, my manicurist, my gardener...... (starts dancing again) Wait, do I even have a gardener?! Who did I just thank?! Aah... that reminds me... Thank those who awarded me. Get down to business.

23 Dec

Posted at 23:00h in Uncategorized by
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[caption id="attachment_3464" align="aligncenter" width="393"]Santa (incahootwithboots) Santa takes a break, in a mall in Oregon, USA. Image Courtesy Sabine Ramage[/caption] Bun Karyudo (a friend and fellow blogger) says, "Posts about Christmas are expected blogger fare. It’s as much a part of the Yuletide season as wrapping paper and reindeer poo." So, here it is. My own voice added to those of many others, writing and talking about Christmas.