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Tags: Himalayas, Trekking, Sandakphu, Sandakfu, Travel, Forests, Nature, WB
Indian cows are holy!
1: “I wish I’d beef there.”
2: “You can have it here.”
1: “No, Indian cows are holy.”
1 is unaware that pics as below exist.
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Tags: Animals, Beef, Cattle, Cows, India, Slaughter
Guilty of abandoning the Sandakfu trek diary halfway through, as retributive penance, I’ll be putting up some postcards from the trek over the days.
Mt. Everest soaking in the first rays of the sun.
The peak of Mt. Everest.
View of The Kanchenjunga.
The ever changing sky of Sandakfu.
View of the Everest range.
The range of Kanchenjunga.
The Sleeping Buddha.
The Everest [...]
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Tags: Mt. Everest, Pictures, Postcards, Sandakfu, The Himalayas, The Kanchenjunga, The mountains, Travel, Treks
Heresy
Bhubaneshwar boy behind the cigarette,
puffing out his Old Town dreams;
Black grooves on his fingers,
dark as Maalisaahi streets.
Smirk on his face, bitterness in mouth,
Cuttack in the north, Bhubaneshwar to the south;
Open pits and uncovered drains,
sweeping away the filth from sinful rains.
A city of non-believers, slimy serpents,
a forgotten past and of course,
Gods staring out of walls,
armed with [...]
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Tags: Bhubaneshwar, Cigarette, Cuttack, Demons, Drug induced haze, Ghosts, Gods, Heresy, Indulgences, Maalisaahi, Old Town, Poems
South of the Border, West of the Sun didn’t impress me much, but that in no way should put Murakami’s readers off it. Somehow, the book was not worth the hype for me – a story about a heartbroken lonely man spending sleepless nights and dreamy days can only adorn a Wong Kar Wai directorial. [...]
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Tags: Authors, Fiction, Haruki Murakami, Novels, South of the Border West of the Sun, Translations, Writings
Doubts cleared.
Meeting Felix Edward D’ Souza was a humbling experience. I’d two questions for him and he answered both of them without pointing out my stupidity. I learnt that Felix D’ Souza and Felix Edward are one and the same guy. And this guy indeed plays for both Indian Bank and the state of Goa. We [...]
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Tags: Felix D' Souza, Felix Edward, Felix Edward D' Souza, Humility, Indian football, Indian National Football Team
This year at the intra-organization football tournament, we are having a guest. People say he’s the Indian football team’s goalkeeper. It seems he followed one of our football team’s regulars to practice and was interested in joining the team for a game. Felix d’ Souza his name is, some players say. Google throws up two [...]
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Tags: Felix D' Souza, Feliz Edward, Football, Goa, Goalkeepers, Indian Bank, Indian team, Shame, Sports
Murakami’s puffed up cheeks and overall rotundity don’t make him look like a runner. His manner of writing doesn’t make him impressive.
Yet, there’s a faraway look in his eyes and utter simplicity in his work. I’m not a fan yet, might even go the other way. But who knows?
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Tags: Authors, Haruki Murakami, Novels, West of the Border South of the Sun, Writings
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When Sachin was playing
‘It was too good man! You know when he was like hitting the ball, we were like, ‘Oh boy, another four!’ And then when he played those airy shots everyone was like craning their necks to see if there was a fielder underneath. In TV, we can’t know right, if it’s going to be a [...]
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