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It’s just an itch to prove you right; about my inability of making it through any time. This once, just this once, I wish to break this competition against myself and build a make believe for you that now I will do as you dictate. It’s just an itch, to deliberately fail this one time. To step down from the limelight and flee into the shadows for there is where I might attain what I seek...

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आज यों ही याद आ गया कि यदि भोजन हाथों की अंगुलियों से किया जाए तो क्षुधा जल्दी शांत होती है, तृप्ति हो जाती है | कहते हैं कि भोजन का आनंद तभी आता है जब अधिकतम स्वादेंद्रियाँ उसका लुत्फ उठा सकें | बड़े समय से मन में हलचल सी थी, कुछ दिन पहले वह कमरे की सजावट बदलने में प्रकट हुई, तो आज यों ही दफ्तर से छुट्टी लेने में| 

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Men at some time are masters of their #fates     : The fault, dear #Brutus   , is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are #underlings     .

William #Shakespeare     in Julius #Caesar    

(Painting: Stooping Man, Van #Gogh     )
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Do you know which is the most frequently occurring letter in English?
No? take a guess or take a peek 

Also #IILearntToday   that the founders of #Medium   , #Twitter   and #Blogger    have one thing in common, or rather, one guy in common Ev Williams 

So, what are you learning each day? 

#Science   #Knowledge   #Learning  

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I could feel your sleepy eyes upon me, sleepy yet strangely aware of me, in the place where you'd have been if I wasn't here. They say, time really stands still if you are not waiting for something to happen, and today, it was slowing down.

एक सुकून था उसकी आहटों में, एक जुनून था उसकी मंद साँसों में। 

मैं खामोश था, मदहोश सा उसकी आँखों में 

और वो ढूंढ रही थी मुझे अपनी तन्हा रातों मे।

My first #guest     #blogger    on #aestheticblasphemy     writes the other side of the #story    that I wrote a few days back. #fiction     #love    

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As the cobwebs in my eyes clear up a bit and my senses start to return to normal, I hear it – a soft snore coming from somewhere where I was lying not much time ago. In the meantime, images of the previous day race through my head in an incoherent jiffy while I am trying to place my ear in the direction of that murmuring breath. More images, my mind is awash with reels. I remember now, in full detail what had transpired...

Read this rather abortive #attempt    at #fictionwriting    and #love    on #aestheticblasphemy   , and do let me know what you think :-)

#blog     #blogpost     #lovestory    

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“There are three things I always forget. Names, Faces and... the third I can't remember.”

What is written above is actually the crux of what I will write henceforth. Maybe there is more, since I cannot actually go around claiming that I have self-diagnosed tiny traces of dementia in myself....

Actually I just remembered what I don’t remember; that third thing which I don’t remember is actually...

Read new #BlogPost  on #Forgetfulness  and #Faking  it. :-)
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