If you can dream it, you can become it. A long way from home. It was a bad day by all measures. Sasha had been in a meeting that went on for an eternity, she had not had even a single decent meal the entire day and when she got back to the hotel room past mid-night, it was in a mess. She could not wait to get back to Chicago, to. She wished it were Friday evening already. Why do I always see you sulking these days? Her father came back to .

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Welcome To The Crooked Fidelity. Lately, superstition has been catching up like swine flu. I mark last night into one of the hardest days of my life portfolio. Why do we complicate things? Why is it so hard to just understand each other? Dropping It Like Its Hot. HELLO THERE PEOPLE OF THE WORLD! Excuse me while I go hit my face on the wall now.

An open letter to Shobhaa De. Open Letter from my Gmail account. Do not be A Doormat. Follow now for a regular dose of humour! Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. An open letter to Shobhaa De. Now I read this recent article of yours.

I was second person to be interviewed that day. I asked the peon who escorted me if any lady member other than Madam was present so that I could wish in that order. I entered the hall finally after letting my heat beat with a reckless speed. M2 was retired bureaucrat I guess.

Life is to have dreams and to make them true. If you have dreams, you live life and if you make them true, you live it successfully. At last I want to say that I love all the students very much. The iMan, my favorite superhero.

From the brighter side of the gloomy hue. Far away, out on the horizon. I saw the reddish sun. Setting down in the mist. Dull sunshine; gloomy hue. Happiness, Sometimes is frozen. Like the tiny drop,. That descend from the heaven. That ascend from the earth,. For the love of Nature.