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The end of an Epoc(h)
Posted onAfter a 3 year long association with the Symbian platform, I have now bid farewell. Though I am now no longer officially associated with Symbian, I plan to remain an ardent follower of the Symbian OS and the course of redemption it has embarked on.…
adventure park
Posted onAdventure park. One of my favourite places to go, when I was a kid. Though designed more like a training course at a boot camp, the place still fascinated and enthrilled me, my brother and my cousins. Later, it fell into disrepute and ill-use. Yesterday, I visited it again, after…
coming back to life
Posted onI need to blog more often. I need to! I will attempt to post more often – something, anything. Use this a little more and use Twitter a little less.…
crumbling inward
Posted on[Note that this is a re-post of a really old blog post of mine] I find myself metamorphosing into something harder and colder. No longer the romantic fool. No longer the playful child who stared awed at the world. No longer the fool who set out to conquer fate with…
blank
Posted onHe furiously scrubbed the paper with the eraser, and tried drawing again. The curve faltered again, and even the slighest error ruined the picture for him. With a deep sigh, he started scrubbing again, more gently this time.…
reset
Posted onAnother one of those (frequent) resets in my life. Like a Windows 98 installation. Gets “bloated” over time and needs frequent re-installs (resets). Hmm. Hope it lasts longer this time around.…
life
Posted onWhere does it come from, this quest, this need to solve life’s mysteries, when the simplest of questions can never be answered? Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we’d be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. But…
A slave’s helplessness
Posted onCorny they may be, but these are some Bollywood “quotes” that have caught my fancy. See if you can figure out which movie they come from. “I am slave to the law of the land. Please don’t see this as an emperor’s cruelty, but as a slave’s…
The hopeless romantic
Posted onI got this from an old blog of mine. The article is written by RainMirage on E2. Hopeless romantics believe in love and fairy-tales. They dream of roses and candlelight, walking on the beach at sunset, and dancing in the rain. They know that somewhere out there is a knight…