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lexical database
2006-12-16 03:54:01
Him- is the devil?s incarnation, the purpose of his birth being breaking my heart withvicious charisma and charm. I met him on one fateful day 1 and a ½ years back.He is the recent victim of my obscene abuses. The one whom I?ve fallen inirrecoverable love with. The prime motivation for gulping 180 ml of vodka and anight of drunken revel and poems. The bitterest sweet thing that ever happened tome and he is a pig with a woefully low emotional quotient. the primal cause for agalore of changes in my life One beautiful memory that is part of every one of mybrain cells.
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nice things don't last long...
2006-12-13 03:52:07
I have never believed that anything could haunt my mind so much that would reflect in my exams. Looks like I should give all such beliefs a second thought. This semester has taught me more than just to deal with academic debacle. Finally Him is gone. I?ve never attached myself so much to anyone in my life in about 10years. After spending one full semester in defending my ego and trying in vain to frame a Dracula image of Him in my mind so I could get scared if not disgusted, I finally gave in. I finally submitted to my heart, I welcomed my shamelessness and spent the last three days with Him which I?m beginning to suspect is the greatest blunder I did. My dying heart my reluctant brain don?t seem to even respond to my innocent hues and criesin the most crucial moments of the semester, the comprehensive examination. Three days of indelible memories and inexplicable joy and boundless fun came to an abrupt end and suddenly He is gone. The gravity of the truth doesn?t sink in till eveni...
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Wild Beauty
2006-12-02 15:44:07
A wildflower in the desertI don't decorate the elite vase;Fragrance that gets lost in the heat,A beauty that doesn't know delicacy;Unnoticed I dance in the breeze,all day i wait for the empty night,all night I lay awakestaring at the promising sky;I needn't impress,I needn't be caredStrangely this disturbs meNot knowing why all the fuss;No one cares if I liveBut how does it matter,I live my life;A wild flower doesn't witherThe fragrance lingers forever.
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Kanal Neer...
2006-12-02 15:44:07
en uyirinul oru kavithaiidhu varai ariyadha oru parimanaminru kanden un vizhigalil,uyir enge ulladhenru;puriyadh indha paravasathilpudhirai maraigiradhu en vetkamun mellia punnagayil pudhidhai pookirathu en penmai;iniya iravai ishta imsaiyai aakiya un paarvaiinru ninaithaalum pattampoochigal parakiradhu ennul;enrum ilamayai enakke enakaainaan mattum arindhakanal neer ragasiyam nee;
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A bitter sweet Symphony
2006-12-02 15:44:07
I should move on, they say,Like I am stuck with you;But tell me,will they ever knowPart of me,you are now...December mornings and party eveningsAre fun,no doubt but without you, honeySomething is missing,none has a clue;But tell me will they ever seeThat till I live I will not get over thee...I will not let you see I'm unhappy,That dinners and dates are nomore lovely,Venus could soon bless me with touch of love;But tell me,will they ever find what runs on my mindThe sweet bitter memories you left behind...Mighty healer might He beTime,I'm sure will work on me;Whisky and rum could offer some help too;But tell me,will anyone ever discoverAll said and done,I don't think I'll get over you ever...
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my bete noir
2006-12-02 15:44:07
I hate lizards.I've spent hours making sure my room is lizard-free.This has been first on my to-do list for the past three years of my B.E life.That could be the reason why it has to come as a shock that my room,my dear room has become such a lizard-prone area.well,I would prefer my 2nd year roomie,though she was a little weird and as much dirty.she atleast stayed on her bed,forever.these are a bunch of ever-hungry,lazy,sloppy,creepy,weird creatures.A disgusting fauxpas in the evolution process... Does that look like too much hatred?well,who would want to open her room and expect a yellow bastard camouflaged comfortably on the switch board!!!I've been tortured and tormented beyond words.That might sound like exaggeration but it is so true.Here is a new area of research,whoever said lizards don't camouflage!!These eerie reptiles drive me crazy,one moment it is brown and by the time I get my weapon(belive me,that is jus a split second)i...
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a tribute to divinity (food is divine!)
2006-12-02 15:44:07
Hooha!!Hooha!!I didn?t cock up my test today which is because I didn?t take the test at all. This is one the few things about my college I love. As my shameless self thought this deserved a celebration I decided to party myself at the divine institute cafeteria. 5.00 pm is the peak hour when the cafeteria buzzes with activity for the next 40minutes before returning to its normal serene self. I?ll call it serene, serene enough to lull you to sleep just to jolt you awake cruelly by the noisy conversations of the ?bhaiyas?. Basically great atmospheres to the study-loving serious faced grade holders and wanna-be grade holders, the only requisite being you have to be anorexic. Perfect!But you can occasionally find some people like me who haunt this place, just because they have nowhere else to go After throwing the books carelessly (took great care to do that) I bought my usual junk and settled down to people-watch. Not before too long I became aware of the envious ?what-kinda-of-a-waste...
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I,Me,Myself
2006-12-02 15:44:07
Hi! Je m?appelle Nithya. There is a reason I say so. People call me anything but that .Here is my characteristic sketch:Official name: NithyaUnofficially: cutie pie (I wish!)Origin: 20 years back, one September 14th, came an attractive pacakagewrapped up in a fine linen,all chubby and cute,a sleepingbeauty,straight out of heaven,beacause God,apparently couldnot afford to keep me there anymore.whatever! The point is I'mGod-sent!Research Areas:Previously: Dark Chocolate and the degree of seduction10 ingenious plans to throttle BushFrom a somniloquist to a workaholic (currently suspended due to implementationfailure)currently:surviving a heart-break10 ingenious plans to throttle you-know-whoCritical Analysis of life and its intricacies.Current status: obsessedNewfound love: bloggingNew found passion: poetry (my own)Motto: talk more and think less (about him)If there is one more thing other than Him ,I love, (one of the many) it is C-programing..say it and you will have seduced me! Thi...
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Beyond limits...
2006-12-02 15:44:07
Idleness is one of the nicest things but that is not unconditional. I would prefer being in coma to sitting in an examination hall for an abysmal 4 hours,doing nothing .Well this could be a brilliant idea for devising a stress test. Seriously.Imagine sitting on a plastic chair that is too sincere in its duty of reminding you constantly of the discomfort, in front of a switched off computer, absolutely silent, with a bunch of serious faced academic worry-warts who are either so reluctant to have a conversation as if it is a crime to do anything other than fidget over the evaluation that is likely to happen sometime in the indefiniteness or are capable of making you want to commit suicide for starting the conversation in the first place.And you do what? Wait! Wait infinitely indefinitely for an infinitely long time indefinite about how long this eternity will extend!!!!! You are allowed a mobile phone but again if you are one of those few unimaginably unfortunate singles, the only opt...
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Remembrance(irrelevence=100%)
2006-12-02 15:44:07
I should be so incredibly shameless to be doing such a thing as blogging when I have a suffocative week ahead. Call it irrationality if you want to. All my sincere efforts at becoming a workaholic including the hour long sessions in the library, forced focusing (keep staring at the book for the set target time) and induced inspirations like a dairy milk for every solved problem , have failed me.My hopeless heart won?t stop to listen or comprehend. It has suddenly become very preoccupied. In spite of being so furious at him (him is my long time crush, I?ve fallen in irrecoverable love with) for having such a woefully low EQ, and at myself for shamelessly letting him flirt with me and in spite of all the ignominies he inflicted upon me by talking non stop about his girl friends while I was flaming red-hot with jealousy, I still love him. He brought some radical changes into my life, after all, as a result of which I?ve suddenly started contemplating on my current hermit status. I did ...
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having a problem screwing
2006-12-02 15:44:07
Here it is, the epidemic outbreak of examinations.Books get dusted off the shelves,library gets herded, cafetaria tables become discussion boards, the sky lawns turn open air study rooms, the sales of dairy milk hits the roof and the bright young minds crammed with god-knows-what,i am out of my mind,leaving it to itself. Amidst all the fuss, we had to submit a PRO-E assignment, where I was supposed to do the assembly of all the parts of a lathe tool post. One of my team-mates,he had to design a screw and he screwed it up,as a result of which we couldn't assmeble it. click to viewSo i typed a mail to my professor,my mind vehemnently calculating the time 200gms of noodles would take to cook,as i suddenly remembered it was half an hour back I left it cooking in my room.And this is what it looked like:
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begging my barbecued brain--post-test katzenjammer
2006-12-02 15:44:07
Blank?.blank?.blank?three years of coll life and more than 100 hours of traumatic epilepsy caused by tests have all not taught me enough to at least not repeat blunders?? Not to mention the many 100s of hours of the psychic trauma in the first 17 years of my lovely life. But flunking in 3 tests in a row in a week will certainly draw attention of even the dorkest of minds. Well I?m finally doing the thing I would never have thought of doing, that which my mom and my teachers tried vehemently for 17 years to trick me into doing and failed pitifully. I?m finally doing postmortem and trouble shooting of my half burnt brain, against the strong opposition from my principles, thanks to the trilogy of tests. My principles are my primary concern!!!Here is the letter (read: memo) I?m writing to my cerebral intellect:Ma chére brain,Here are 5 humble requests (read: to-do list) from me, your host of 20 years who has obliged to almost all of your perverted bratishness and unreasonable demands. S...
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settling scores is not rude?
2006-12-02 15:44:07
One and a half month back,one fine night,it happened.The charisma and charm not lost from his voice, in the same honey-coated tone but with a callousness that I could hardly stand,he sent a dagger ramming through my heart, the pain shooting up through my veins,numbing my mind and flooding my eyes.And for the second time last night, after a night long chat,he exhibits his extreme assholic self that my self induced bitchiness couldn't face. this is how our converstion ended: "you liar!unlike you,I atleast had the courtesy to not lie.you lie about drinking,smoking,doping,anything and everything""I've never lied to you.anywayz,of what use is that to you,if I smoked,drunk,lied,etc?""Of what use was it to yu,listening to my horde of crap about my insecurities all night?""I am just settling scores so you won't have to complain""...."(no answer)(dead)
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a soliloquy as i realise ...
2006-12-02 15:44:07
In love you learn a lot,including pretence. Inspite of wanting to be bitchy and faking an "I'm cool" image,deep down there is a heart that I think is passive and untouched by all my efforts to get over him. Drooling with a deliberate desperateness over Wentworth Miller or freaking out all evenings and never giving a chance to be alone has done nothing much to convince that voice inside my head,which at the end of the day, just says "who are you kidding?"...so currently there is one song enqueued on my player and still weeping I wish the song be rewritten and sent to him so I could hurt him uncorrected:oh carol!I am not a fool Darling I love you though you treat me crudeYou hurt me and you make me cryBut if you leave me I'll surely diecorrected:oh Him! you are an assholedarling I love you though you are a foolYou hurt me and see how I'll make you cryBut if you leave me I'll come after you to see you die
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an ardent wish,testifying my bitchiness
2006-12-02 15:44:07
I've suddenly become so religious and I'm right now full fledgedly devising ways to bribe God,to make him grant me my latest, earnest wish from deep down my heart."God,I wish Him gets a really ugly and disgusting wife who makes him regret everytime he kisses her"
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