a jaded appetite

a jaded appetite

• another vague attempt to stay in the loop November 19, 2009
  Seasons come and go. The books I carry everywhere in my bag more as a backup against an utmost state of idling than to deal with a sudden urge to read also change; though I should add that these past few months have been jinxed as I like to call it. On the Road has [...]
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• A lack of color, A waltz for life. March 5, 2009
  I “had” forgotten what magic music holds. Its quotidian existence in my life made me lose appreciation for it and just like I let most people existing in my mundane cosmos – mostly by default and not profound choice – fade away from my mind while maintaining their presence in body, I allowed music to [...]
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• what for.. February 24, 2009
  I watched Grave of the Fireflies tonight. I don’t how else I can put it. Its been a week since I got to Baku from India and I’ve been feeling strangely peaceful unlike any of the last times I’ve come back from home. I’ve been sick for ten days now and even that couldn’t drag [...]
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• coulda woulda shoulda January 17, 2009
      I wonder how long a day at work can feel like. You know its 8:03 but you still look at your watch when you enter the office, when you sit at your desk, when you go for the morning meeting, when the morning meeting ends, when you grab your first cup of coffee, when you [...]
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