tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post2677693322136628709..comments2023-07-14T16:37:05.763+05:30Comments on When Romanticism Meets Pragmatism: A Human LongingJayahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04576822154583724575noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-4935842561985549812009-01-07T09:43:00.000+05:302009-01-07T09:43:00.000+05:30Thanks, Balaji :)!Thanks, Balaji :)!Jayahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04576822154583724575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-27252084296031322482009-01-05T10:58:00.000+05:302009-01-05T10:58:00.000+05:30Lovely post!Lovely post!Balaji Srinivasanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17647826447899656583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-86927765333728594452009-01-04T20:18:00.000+05:302009-01-04T20:18:00.000+05:30fishbowl: And that's the beauty of it all!fibinse:...fishbowl: And that's the beauty of it all!<BR/><BR/>fibinse: Yes, and look towards the (hopefully) better times ahead, so there'll be nicer memories to look back at...there I go again :)!<BR/><BR/>Nishant: Oh, you can always visit this URL...I don't think I've blocked anything.<BR/><BR/>Writing: I have. The process is complete.<BR/><BR/>Arun: Oh no, I'm not so despondent today. Hope and despair alternate...it's inevitable.Jayahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04576822154583724575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-68189384962759361232009-01-04T15:17:00.000+05:302009-01-04T15:17:00.000+05:30gee you do seem to be slipping away !come on cheer...gee you do seem to be slipping away !<BR/>come on cheer up ! You've got a brand new year to look forward to :)Arun Ramkumarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16704017772344507266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-56440551874138380182009-01-04T14:25:00.000+05:302009-01-04T14:25:00.000+05:30I love this one particular song from my current fa...I love this one particular song from my current favorite band called <I>Fleet Foxes</I>, called <I>'Tiger Mountain Peasant Song'</I>.<BR/><BR/>It ends this way..<BR/><BR/><I>I don't know what I have done <BR/>I'm turning myself to a demon <BR/>I don't know what I have done <BR/>I'm turning myself to a demon</I>Writing for Crowshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04756914947211884233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-59502464130609417522009-01-02T19:36:00.000+05:302009-01-02T19:36:00.000+05:30if you miss the olden times, it means you were atl...if you miss the olden times, it means you were atleast satisfied, if not happy.<BR/>Ok.Lets let it pass. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261282820839735697.post-42875025123155691462009-01-02T11:43:00.000+05:302009-01-02T11:43:00.000+05:30It is true, time let's us slip away and yet keeps ...It is true, time let's us slip away and yet keeps coming back to usfishbowlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08288022383414613542noreply@blogger.com