tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-115923442011-07-31T04:15:49.661-05:00Because everything can't just be put down in words.Shadow Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16815251083513244502noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592344.post-1130552624115087942005-10-28T19:16:00.000-05:002005-10-28T21:23:44.126-05:00

Back after a loooooooooooonggggggggg time!What happened in between is to follow, maybe? well there are lotsa things all around anyway.So what got me back in a snap? The 55 word story that's everyone's being tagged with.I wasn't tagged, but I thought it would be nice to think of a 55 word story. And believe me there were so many amazing ones that I read. Thought lets see if I can come up with

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This weekend I went around town a bit. I enjoyed doing what I've been dying to do..Take Pictures. Didn't manage to get any that would satisfy my soul- the photographer that I consider myself to be. Thanks to my roomie who just was being such a baby- she refused to walk more than a mile. Sigh! I should have stepped out alone. She's nice but she's not enthusiastic company- u know what I mean. Talk

Shadow Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16815251083513244502noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592344.post-1123896397179008662005-08-12T20:17:00.000-05:002005-08-12T20:32:34.320-05:00

I found this quiz on somebody's blog. Sadly I closed the window before I got the name right. I will trace it down later but for now thought of posting the results. Its pretty interesting. "What type of killer are you?"- that's the quiz. I am curious to see the results when u all take it.. plz do share.Here's my quiz result:You are a Samurai.You are full of honour and value respect. Youare not

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The ability to think and analyze is a virtue that is definitely appreciated. But this boon can be a bane. Life is as it is complicated and by analyzing and thinking about every small thing that happens, we only end up making it much more complex.How I wish I could just live life with peace of mind. This has always been my goal to try to be happy with however anything is and be at peace with

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Finally I got down to writing AND publishing my post. Wanted to write so badly and never wrote it. No, I haven’t been lazy at all. Busy, well kinda. The past 2 weeks have been very eventful . Don’t know where to start..lets seeIn the order that things happened:Almost 2 weeks ago:Got a JOB…Whew! More of a relief than happiness. Sadness prevails as well. Now you may wonder why?..coz getting the

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My friend tagged me...and I had to fill this long questionnaire. So below is the questionnaire with my answers: Three names I go by:SamSamiraSoniThree screen names:SamiiraSamiraEmoer's sister (for very select people, actually just one:-) I know sounds sidey but I had to relate myself with some LOTR character)Three things I like about myself:Ability to think (and think logically...common sense)

Shadow Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16815251083513244502noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592344.post-1120831542159193952005-07-08T09:01:00.000-05:002005-07-08T09:05:42.163-05:00

For some reasons, this has been on my mind all day today since I woke up.We never know how high we areTill we are called to rise;And then, if we are true to plan,Our statures touch the skies.The heroism we reciteWould be a daily thing,Did not ourselves the cubits warpFor fear to be king.Cheers to one of the best poets ever..Emily Dickinson

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The various people in one’s life make one feel special in a different way. These people are the ones you want to share all your emotions with. You want to relate every part of your life in some way with any one or all these people. They help you complete your circle of life.The best part is that they don’t have to do much or be with you all the time, for you to feel that way about them. A simple

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Life HAPPENS.………………………………………….……………………Then it ENDS.The Happening of Life:We all look for moment(s) of triumph in our lives, that one instance when we feel above all else. That moment exists for sure; we just have to look for them. One doesn’t have to do anything special out of the way.For a woman, it’s the moment when she gives birth to a child. I am sure very few will disagree here. It’s almost

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Today I was thinking about how even the smallest of things can bring us immense joy. I could relate better than ever to the “people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”Small actions from complete strangers can bring more happiness than a thoughtful act from a friend at times. Why, don’t know? Maybe it’s the unfamiliarity

Shadow Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16815251083513244502noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11592344.post-1113284905689944362005-04-12T00:47:00.000-05:002005-04-23T23:43:55.103-05:00

Today was one of those rare occasions when I witness the rising of the sun. I went to drop a friend at the airport at 4.30 a.m. and took the usual Blue line train to go home. The 1 hour train ride home for me meant some sleep to end the sleepless night. But sometimes things are not the way you expect to be, and instead I end up thinking about what am I doing here at this point in my life. As I

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There are some nights when sleep plays coy,aloof and disdainful.And all the wilesthat I employ to winits service to my sideare useless as wounded pride,and much more painful. Maya Angelou

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