Tag Archives: Self-Image

An Impulse to Excel

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I’ve been lagging behind on reading the blogs I subscribe to. I decided to read first today and then, if I was a good girl, I’d get to write. Most times this game works but sometimes, like today, it falls flat on its face. I’m so pleased. I was reading away contentiously when I came across this post: Competitive, to… Read more »

Hot Chocolate

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“My my! Someone’s looking like thunder today? What happened Amrita?” Runoo Mosi’s (Mosi: Mother’s sister, aunt. Forming bonds with people one is not related to is very common in India) voice was concerned, her brows puckered up. “Nothing Mosi”, said little Amrita looking utterly woebegone. Her eyes lowered, she took her place amidst the other children on the large rug… Read more »

Fragile

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Raman’s heart sank as he feverishly searched his pockets. With rising trepidation, he turned his bag inside out- another blank. He ran his classroom and searched there. He even lay flat on the floor and peered under the ancient wooden cupboard. Almost hysterical now, he asked all his friends, begging them to end the cruel joke. Two hours later, he… Read more »

Facebook Rules Ver 1.0

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You thought you were getting it all free, didn’t you? That you’d get to do your own thing, your own way? Have loads of fun? Break a few hearts, put a few aristocratic noses out of joint in a merry free for all? Ha. As your poor mother tried to din into your thick skull many times, there’s no free… Read more »

O Captain! My Captain..!

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  O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:But O heart! heart! heart!O the bleeding drops of red,Where on the deck my Captain lies,Fallen cold and dead…. Read more »

Impossible to Embarrass

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Joe_1964: are you there? Annieloveme: yes.. good evening Joe_1964: good evening I got your message… you wanted to talk..? Annieloveme: Yes… Joe_1964: what happened? Annieloveme: something has to happen before you’ll talk to me…? Joe_1964: come on baby, I didn’t mean it that way…! Annieloveme: I don’t know anything nowadays… you’re like a stranger to me Joe_1964: I am not… Read more »