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Friday, December 12, 2008

Posted by ~ Sudhi at 8:00 PM

~ Sudhi: Bangalore, Karnataka; One day, I see myself standing and watching the horizon, watching the sun, the source of light in my life, set in the west. I may not even see the light again. But for the last time, before taking the road to necropolis, I wish to see it all, see the snapshot of wonderful years that I spent in my life, of things that happened and beyond. How can I go back and see all the wonderful years I spent? It is a place that is so near yet so far, far away. When going back is not possible, the cherub who sits aloft would direct me to open this chest that holds my memories, my hopes, my dreams and indeed the story of my life. This is my story. It is not a remarkable one, but a simple run-of-the-mill story told naturally. It is a humble masterpiece which houses my soul and I invite you all to be a part of this story.

* Old Friends

* Malleshwaram

* O Henry, Paulo Coelho

* Quake 3

* Roller Coasters

* Pani Puri, Maggi

* Long Walks

and...

* Ash, my L.I.F.E

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