Author Archives: Rahul

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Happy New Year! – Keep Walking

Posted on January 13, 2014 by Rahul

My apologies for not wishing wordpress community, my readers, my followers and world-at-large a happy new year. I spent the new year’s eve just like always, wrapped in the duvets, watching television, eating groundnuts, sipping Indian tea and laughing with … Continue reading →

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A Desire Amongst Conflicts

Posted on December 26, 2013 by Rahul

I do not trust Life and Time. I am wary of their curves, their turns, their highs and their lows. I am cautious of their promises of future. I am cynical about the greener pastures that they show from a … Continue reading →

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Relentlessly Talentless

Posted on December 23, 2013 by Rahul

I am a talentless fellow. Completely devoid of talents. I am not an artist. I am neither of these: dancer, singer, chef, cook, writer, poet, essayist, historian, sonneteer, musician, actor, painter, sculptor etc. I often lament and rue over my … Continue reading →

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British English vs American English

Posted on December 21, 2013 by Rahul

I think it is high time that I write about my views on this matter, since this afflicts me every day. The British influence on India and Indians cannot be denied. They left India in 1947, but they also left … Continue reading →

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The Triumph of Bullshit – by TS Eliot

Posted on December 20, 2013 by Rahul

I refrain from profanity in my communication, either written or verbal. It weakens the argument, lowers the status and tramples the elegance of communication. In the last post, I somehow used one: “bullshittery”. And then I wondered on the origins … Continue reading →

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