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Write to be understood, speak to be heard, read to grow ..

A woman for all seasons..

A man can build a house, but it definitely takes a woman to make a home out of it. This essay is attributed to the woman, who’s the reason for my very existence.Eyes that speak a million words, lips that … Continue reading

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I’ll be there for you like I’ve been there before ..

“I thought that it mattered what I said or where I said it. Then I realized the only thing that matters is that you, that you make me happier than I ever thought I could be and if you let … Continue reading

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To B.K. With Love

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a child in possession of a bat and ball forever, is bound to fail academically. As with every rule, there are exceptions to this case too. This particular kid, the subject of this … Continue reading

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The Spring of Hope

The Heavens have finally decided to call off the rains.! And the sun is out at its glorious best, all set to steal the show .! What a fitting finale to the six months of high-tension drama called winter.! 3 … Continue reading

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Verbum significatium..verbum omnificum..verbum perdo…

As above so below … Order from Chaos…Secrets of the Ages…Mystery of the Ancients…Jeova Sanctum Unus… Well,everything looks different after the Lost Symbol…Languages,symbols, architecture,scriptures, all seem to have an entirely different dimension that makes sense to the enlightened mind.! It … Continue reading

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Art is the struggle to understand..

As I was racing through “The Lost Symbol”, there was one question uppermost in my mind : Why Washington DC and why not Boston? Boston is one of the oldest cities in the US, in many ways, the birthplace of … Continue reading

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Again and again and again …

Again and again and again … After a loooong house arrest, and hovering at the brink of madness, I finally decided to venture out,however treacherous the weather be. The distance between boredom and bliss is just a single step.! Yes,once … Continue reading

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