A Blue Dot of Thoughts

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Hamari Amrita

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(Father Daughter :one of the photograph from Vivan Sundaram's A Retake on Amrita 2001 ,NGMA) I am not an art critic and except few well...
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Friday, January 2, 2009

On a Cold January Morning

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"Bare branches of each tree on this chilly January morn look so cold so forlorn. Gray skies dip ever so low left from yesterday's ...
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Thursday, January 1, 2009

A new year (and birthday )thought

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Its the first day of new year and I am thinking what people have been thinking on this day since ancient times. It is said that Babylonians...
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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Railways Lore

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Ask any child growing up in Indian plains , trains are pure magic moving on tracks. Trains fuel are imagination in so many different ways ,...
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Monday, November 24, 2008

Days of Innocence ....

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Opening my office dak pad on a Monday morning is hardly an enjoyable exercise. While mindlessly marking the letters to various sections t...
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Monday, November 10, 2008

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy....

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Hey was it not very hot just yesterday? Were we not fanning ourselves desperately while sipping iced tea only the other day ? And today mor...
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Thursday, November 6, 2008

The Loss

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A very dear friend lost his father recently. This was fourth such case in my friend-circle. When one reads about such deaths in newspapers ...
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`Who are YOU?' said the Caterpillar. `I--I hardly know, sir, just at present-- at least. I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'
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