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Peace and Love,Love and Peace,I have a dog in both these hunts !Posted by b v n at 12:27 AM 14 comments:sthullan said...Yippeeeeeeeeeeeee ! me first....i cant believe it...OMG!2:57 AM,November [...]
November 2006
An Old Curiosity Stop
Silverine has tagged me on her ingenious new idea. Its the Wonder Years Tag as she calls it. She says wonder years is from 1-12, though for me things were [...]
October 2006
Ofiice Space – Scorsians n Coppolans
'Twas another humid night in Miami when visionary exploded,[ To the yet uninitiated - "may be yes,may be no" stands for conversation and *may be fuck yourself * stands for [...]
Its a tag
Neermathalam has tagged me. He's promised to give his sexy username to me if i do this tag - not that I'll use it - I'll preserve it for posterity. [...]
Saint and a Communist
the bigger pictureWhen I give food to the poor, they call me a saint.When I ask why the poor have no food,they call me a communist.Dom Helder Camara
Poor man’s Banker
Muhammad Yunus Nobel Peace Prize 2006The connection between poverty and peace.The connection between womens empowerment and peace. The connection between mutual trust, accountability, participation, creativity - the four pillars of [...]
Poor man’s Banker
Muhammad Yunus Nobel Peace Prize 2006The connection between poverty and peace.The connection between womens empowerment and peace. The connection between mutual trust, accountability, participation, creativity - the four pillars of [...]
And All that jazz
Folks, what can I tell youabout my next guest?This cat allowed himselfto be adored, but not loved.And his success in show businesswas matched by failure in his personal-relationship bag.Now that's [...]
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Do not go gentle into that good night,Old age should burn and rave at close of day;Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Though wise men at their end know [...]
Ghost
In the cold ramparts of the red brick apartment complex where the walls smell like yesterday's rain , stands the ghost. She lurks there suspended like a mystic cloud of [...]
A Suicidal Note
To BoddahSpeaking from the tongue of an experienced simpletonwho obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee.This note should be pretty easy to understand.All the warnings from the punk rock [...]
On your stupidity ( Terminal )
I met Ashwin Bhargavan after years, in Orkut. A flash flood of memories gushed past between my eyes and the LCD screen, and at the end of it, drenched in [...]