astrodominie.wordpress.com
i throw my hands up in the air sometimes | The Thick Plottens
https://astrodominie.wordpress.com/2011/05/29/i-throw-my-hands-up-in-the-air-sometimes
8220;I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls…I want to live, Marge! Won’t you let me live? 8221; – Homer Simpson. I throw my hands up in the air sometimes. It’s been a bit of a blurry few days but I feel like I’ve come to conclusions about Life and Myself and other Profound things, leaving me a little confused and a lot pleased. I throw my hands up in the air sometimes. Fill in you...
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after a brief hiatus | The Thick Plottens
https://astrodominie.wordpress.com/2012/09/13/after-a-brief-hiatus
8220;I want to shake off the dust of this one-horse town. I want to explore the world. I want to watch TV in a different time zone. I want to visit strange, exotic malls…I want to live, Marge! Won’t you let me live? 8221; – Homer Simpson. After a brief hiatus. So I am back! Over a year later, after blogging intermittently (if less than five posts can be called a blog) at an undisclosed location with three faithful readers (shout-outs to Su, Parvathi, and Anika! It was filed under happiness is a warm gun.
musegalleria.wordpress.com
nishrien | musegalleria
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Random expressions, ramblings, sometimes rantings. Santa’s Christmas Miracle! In blog, age, order, search, posts, happiness, wondering. Pets, abandoned, heartless, care, caregivers, baby doll, family, posts, mornings, strolls, walks, paths, busy, stray. Season, christmas, festival, winter, cold, hot, weather, dull, happy, foggy. Asymp; Leave a comment. This year the Christmas spirit was very dull for me and I saw no reason to go the extra mile! I had found the last piece of my family jigsaw! Well, she ha...
theinvisibleprophet.blogspot.com
LOVE, HATE AND REMORSE: LOVE for REMORSE
http://theinvisibleprophet.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-for-remorse.html
LOVE, HATE AND REMORSE. Thursday, May 29, 2008. 19th May 1943, London. Your laughs, those kisses, those murmurs in my ears, those whispers of pleasantries. Those unforgettable moments. Those delicious memories. Bliss. We were inseparable. We were meant to be together my dear. Together forever. You wont be able to find anyone better than me for yourself. Now shamelessly but selfishly i ask is it possible for me to have another chance? Another chance to make my dream of leading a life with you come true?
igirit.blogspot.com
Telling Slant: I am the Victim and I Blame Myself
http://igirit.blogspot.com/2013/01/i-am-victim-and-i-blame-myself.html
I am the Victim and I Blame Myself. 160;January 3, 2013. I’m not sure when exactly it was that I discovered that my sex made me. More vulnerable, more susceptible to a certain kind of look, touch, interaction, and, of course, violence. As a child, I did not realize that it would only be the first of many such battles I would fight and inevitably fail at. I thought I was a rebel, one more worthy revolutionary in this endless battle as I stood outside college and smoked my morning cigarette at Amma’s...
yasharing.wordpress.com
About | Ya-sha-ring
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Sharing is caring. Yasha is sharing. My random ramblings. Welcome 🙂. Wear your seatbelt, and feel free to say something nice, Varna…. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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A Pin | Ya-sha-ring
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Sharing is caring. Yasha is sharing. Wonderful parents, an absolutely adorable brother, an amazingly supportive partner and plentiful friends. At the age of 28 , I have the pleasure of sharing my happiness or sadness with all these people. I love to talk. I Love sharing experiences, conversations and incidents and love to express them in the most genuine gestures. My 2 best buckets have always been there for me and have given me the feeling of belonging. There is, however, a catch here. Sometimes when a ...
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October | 2012 | Ya-sha-ring
https://yasharing.wordpress.com/2012/10
Sharing is caring. Yasha is sharing. Monthly Archives: October 2012. 8220;You don’t feel like coming back to Mumbai”, my fiance teased after discovering that my flight from Hyderabad was delayed by 45 minutes. Little did I know, that while talking and giggling on the call with him, I was about to get on to the most scary flight of my life. It was barely half an hour in to the flight, that I woke up to an unexpected announcement the passengers were asked to return to their seats and fasten their seat belts.
