Category: Thoroughly Mundane
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The touch
When BlogAdda gave us the prompt on the touch being different I did a story that was with me for a while. But I did ponder over touch. Touch is one of the five senses the sparsha. That is it is primal communication pathway, a non-verbal communication. Sometimes it can be very reassuring sometimes it…
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OK-ate Dé-bacles
The Dé-ly story http://www.indiatimes.com/entertainment/celebs/shobhaa-de-disapproves-of-kate-middleton-s-style-says-she-has-no-curves-to-pull-off-a-saree-253439.html this bit made a lot of stink. Well when I first read it, my response what does it matter what Kate Middleton wore or did not wear, its her wardrobe and her image. Actually I do applaud her for not trying on the Himachali cap at Simla routine our politicians dole…
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Internship — A Rite Of passage.
When we joined medical college there was this standard joke, we called it the evolution of the medical student. The swagger and I am on top of the world kind of attitude. The kid would walk into the movie hall with bunch of other equally boisterous and ill-behaved kid and brag, ”pre-med man” of course…
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Walking Through An Open Plan House.
Our friend Jairam Acharya, who is an astrologer at Parkala; (he is also the in-house astrologer for ETV and runs a shows with them.) Built a house at Percale, his nephew from Bombay had been every upset that Mamaji did have a big house, with lot of rooms but no bathrooms. Now we were a…
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Chaitra Shukla Padya.
The first day of the brand new calendar year is an empowered time to psychologically unwind to mentally find ones own life charged emotionally with refined energy and enthusiasm to create a beautiful growth paradigm within the physically defined laws of nature and rules of the game called LIFE. Today is the onset of new…
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A Journey to Epiphany.
This trip seems to be doomed one of those things when life decides to make things uncomfortable for you. My journey from Goa to Bombay was pits, enough from to invoke the Egyptian god of creation and say,”Ptah” next day I was so exhausted that all that I did was to sleep, that in turn…
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