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IDIOT: March 2014
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Sunday, March 23, 2014. I do not know that, but what I do know is that my heart craves for it and I know I can never have it again and that taste shall always haunt me. Miss you both a lot and thank you for those wonderful memories. You both will always be loved and missed. Take Care and give my regards to Bhagwanji who has been amazingly kind to all of us. Life full of me. Wednesday, March 19, 2014.
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IDIOT: May 2015
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Wednesday, May 27, 2015. I don't know how and when and most importantly why this happens with me. May be this is just the inner thinking of my mind. But then no matter what it is, it is a part of me. And once again I feel that I am all alone. I had this feeling. It is irritating as well. It is as if . Anyways, my feelings, I have to deal with them. Maybe someday I will finish this post. Life full of me.
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IDIOT: October 2014
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Friday, October 3, 2014. Between me and Her. And in those eyes. I saw the rage. She had against me. Those eyes spoke as if. She wanted me to break down. Wanted me to let go. She reflected my strength. I never knew I had. She had the anger. And yet they promised me of love. I saw it all. And then I saw Her smile. The calm, peaceful smile. The purity in Her smile. The innocence in Her. Only looked at me.
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IDIOT: My Best Friend...
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Wednesday, May 13, 2015. And suddenly I was reminded of those million memories which made me laugh and which made me happy. I have had so many friends but then it is hard to define who a friend really is. Is a friend always supposed to be by your side during your bad days or even in your good days? To the day we meet again. My dear Best Friend, please take care! Life full of me. Life full of me.
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IDIOT: March 2015
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Friday, March 6, 2015. A Letter to HOME:. I don't exactly remember my first steps or the first day I came home. But I do remember the many smiling faces I saw. I remember I was never scared because you were there to protect me, I feel secured when I was home. I wouldn't bother if things were going right or wrong as long as I was in my home. Life full of me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Letter to HOME:.
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IDIOT: January 2015
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Friday, January 23, 2015. Tomorrow is the wedding of one of my cousins whom I have never ever met in my life. Let's see how that turns out to be. In fact I was not even ready for a wedding and have to wear my birthday dress, which I so did not want to. Anyways I hope something better will turn out for me. Life full of me. Thursday, January 22, 2015. And then to think I would never return back. But tha...
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IDIOT: A Letter to HOME:
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Life is a tale told by an IDIOT,full of sound and fury signifying nothing.so why bother to read my life? Friday, March 6, 2015. A Letter to HOME:. I don't exactly remember my first steps or the first day I came home. But I do remember the many smiling faces I saw. I remember I was never scared because you were there to protect me, I feel secured when I was home. I wouldn't bother if things were going right or wrong as long as I was in my home. Life full of me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Iris: November 2007
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View my complete profile. She stood on her terrace, Deep in thought as she l. The truth of life. Je parle francais finalement. He smiles and whispers in my ear, I love you. I . Monde à travers mes yeux - World through my eyes. Tuesday, November 27, 2007. This world only constituted of water, no land. There was no sun; the world would look amazing seeped in darkness for 24 hours. Chocolates would be calorie free. Pain would be sold as a drug. I could dig my feet into snow. I could turn back time.
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Iris: October 2007
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View my complete profile. She stood on her terrace, Deep in thought as she l. The truth of life. Je parle francais finalement. He smiles and whispers in my ear, I love you. I . Monde à travers mes yeux - World through my eyes. Sunday, October 14, 2007. The truth of life. We make them cry who care for us. We cry for those who never care for us and. We care for them who will never cry for us. This is not written by me but i strongly believe in it. Posted by Iris 10/14/2007 01:03:00 PM. But all in all Frenc...
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Iris: September 2007
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View my complete profile. She stood on her terrace, Deep in thought as she l. The truth of life. Je parle francais finalement. He smiles and whispers in my ear, I love you. I . Monde à travers mes yeux - World through my eyes. Monday, September 17, 2007. He smiles and whispers in my ear, "I love you". I wonder. did he really mean that? He is so beautiful, that it scares me. Will you ever leave me and go away", I asked, scared I didn't want to lose him. He smiles at me, "Darling, why would I ever do that?
