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Hello everyone,I have stopped blogging on this blog since quite some time. I now blog at http://cuckooscosmos.com/MusingsBut I can see many of you have not yet changed to new URL address and waiting to read my creations here.My request to you all who have blogrolled or linked me, is that kindly update your blogrolls, feeds on your readers, change the favourites on your browsers and so on.This

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I have moved .. .. moved to a new place. New address, new surroundings, new responsibilities.. everything new. It is a new feeling altogether.The new place has brought along some excitements, nervousness, surprises and some sad feelings as well. Many of the things I used to do earlier are being missed and I keep running to my old familiar nest.. .. just to be there for some more time but then

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Today morning, fortunately there was an agreement to flip TV channels only between two .. the ongoing India-Aus cricket match and the direct telecast of Republic Day celebrations and we enjoyed both. Today again it was a day to be nostalgic.I don’t know about other Indians but having spent most of my life in Delhi, I have been witness to Republic Day parades and Independence Day speeches since my

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There is a heap of messages & mailsand I am moving at a pace of a snail. Many thanks for all your concern & wishes,me in the middle of migrating process. To you all I am yet to respondbut that will not weaken our bond. You, my beloved readersKeep looking at your feeders. There is lots & lots to sharewill come back soon, please bear.Thank you. Current song-

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LIAR. The word has been haunting me since I received that sms of yours. I am utterly shaken.. beyond words.Must have read it zillion times. Every single word is etched in my heart. You called me; we were extremely happy speaking to each other after many days and suddenly within a few hours you labeled me a liar. WHY ?? I am at a loss.You owe me an explanation. Are you listening ?

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Is this the new year wish I wanted from you ?? Tell me, don’t I deserve anything better ?? Oh, why I keep expecting something propitious when I know nothing, absolutely nothing can change your sick mind. Oh, what a way to start the New Year ! Look, what I have received as a new year gift from you. A tattered and terrified me, a naked me in front of the whole world. In my entire life I

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After a sumptuous Sunday late lunch, you come out of Grand Hyatt, a 5-star hotel and make yourself comfortable in the back seat of a big luxurious car and the car races towards some prestigious shopping places in the city. The other occupants of the car are determined to spoil you purely. Oblivious of their plans, you are thinking of the Monday evening meeting. Suddenly you look something &

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I can clearly see the two distinct you and I adore; adore but can not separate them. For me you are only one.… you as an arrogant, private individual and you as simple uncomplicated submissive passionate man.. the blessed one can get both of you together... so, separation should have been the most important criteria but it isn’t. Au contraire, so plainly you distinguish two of me.. the

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Today it is my sixth consecutive day of absence from work. It has become my habit to disappear suddenly without informing my considerate employers. All because of my alcoholic husband’s malicious habits. He is a daily wage worker, works at his whims and hammers me at his wishes.I often wonder why my employers never thought about my being so accident prone. When enquired about my gouged eye or

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JustFemme, a women's e-magazine, perhaps the only one of its kind, was launched last month. The second issue has come out now. The only one of its kind ?? Are MEN allowed ?? Yes, why not, but only in the comments section. ;) Do check it out! And while you are there, look for my write-ups too :) First one is about a woman Sunaina. As always, based on real facts, I think the story is

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Update on my yesterday’s post.Folks, when I was told about this theft, I had gone to Nishant Paul’s (oh, he has become so famous now) site and had checked. The poems were shown as his own creations. Now, after so much of nice words being told about him and all his friends being informed (they are as much shocked as we are); Mr Smarty is trying to act innocent naïve.It seems he has deleted those

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Note:- As suggested by some of you, the links to his blog are removed from this post.Guess what ? My deary lovely poems are being hijacked ! Last week, one of my readers gave me a big jolt. No, he is not the culprit. :-) Giving me some links he informed about one Nishant Paul who has been publishing my poems on his blog and accepting, accumulating appreciations as well !! Whoaaaa !! What an

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The imperfect me... the perfect youNervous me.. Patient youCalm me... impatient youHumble me .. Arrogant youSerene me .. Asshole youListener me.. Chatterbox youMother me .. Child youLittle girl me.. Grandpa youProtector me .. insecure youMellow me .. Gentle youBeautiful me.. Lovable youZiddi main .. Ziddi tum..Sharaab main .. Nasha bhi main ;)

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Note- This is an email forward I received today but couldn’t resist posting it here. Last Diwali vacation, my couple of friends had gone to Delhi. They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing. The driver was an old sardar, and boys being boys, they began cracking sardarji jokes, just to insinuate the old man.But to their surprise, the cabbie remained unperturbed. At the end of the sight-seeing

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ना फुलझड़ी, ना पटाखेना रंगोली, ना दियाना मिठाई, ना लाल धागा पूजा काना ही पास उसके पिया |रात अकेली काली, परयादों से सजी उसकी थालीदिल में तस्वीर,चेहरे पे प्यार की लाली |जब ऐसे जलेउसके प्यार का दिया...हर रात हो उसकी दीवालीएक रात की बात ही क्या ? Attempted Translation Neither fireworks nor candlesneither sweets, nor sacred thread of pujaand neither her beloved near her. It’s a lonely

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Don’t talk, let me blossomin this dreamy moment of life, for,tomorrow I cease to exist. This is my first attempt at Haiku and I think I have done pretty well. Haiku is a poetic form and a type of traditional poetry from the Japanese culture... an unrhymed poem composed of three lines of five, seven, and five syllables respectively. It typically presents an intense emotion or vivid image

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How would you cope if you had no way to use the Internet for a week? This was the question posed by David. A week away from internet or my computer. A full week ?? It got me thinking. Well, if I know in advance, I would plan a holiday to one of my favourite places. As simple as that. ;)On the other hand, I would thank my stars were it to happen so.In today’s busy world where even to

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If you get the person you love, it is all over. Then love becomes just a habit. Otherwise, it is about being in a constant state of love, of wanting. One should never fall out of love; it’s the madness of love that is fascinating. Yayyyyy !!! Yeah, that’s how I had shouted on reading the above lines. I had decided to watch this movie and was in awe of a great company I would have had. I

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Yesterday I was feeling very low & suffocated. Don’t know why, but I was terribly missing something. I felt as if something had been drained out of me... I felt some hollowness, emptiness, some void within me. And to avoid that sense of asphyxiation I wanted to be alone with my wandering thoughts. Generally when it happens I don’t want to be home, I just go out in search of that

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Lots of pending works to catch up, have been quite busy. Professionally somehow managing it though a trip to Europe is again on the cards. And on personal front ? Oh well, Diwali shopping tops the pending list. :)Also, with Indo-Pak series approaching fast, I fully suspect my company’s intentions for planning my tour around that time.And here in blogosphere.. so many things to write about but

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Ok, time for some award now. I have been awarded the 'Schmooze Award". This one came as a surprise from NM, a new reader on my blog. NM mostly writes sweet little things about her day to day life which includes her son. :) This is what she says about Cuckoo’s blog “A recent discovery but I find her posts amusing and interesting at the same time.”.Thank you NM, I never expected getting

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Who was he to me ? Nobody. I had never seen him, never heard him or never really had chatted with him in true sense.He doesn’t know how I look like or how I sound or for that matter any personal detail of me. He knew my birthday was round the corner, kept asking for it. It came & went but I never told him. I knew he could get all the info from somebody else but he did not. First time when

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No ! You cannot go like this. You can not leave me alone ! How could you do this to me ? Is it so easy for you ? Was our bond so weak ?Is it over ? Over within months ? No, not for me. I so much loved you, cared for you.… from bottom of my heart. You knew it, right ? Then ? Then what happened ? Tell me, what wrong have I done ? Tell me why you left me all of a sudden, why you kept mum ? You know,

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Today is Blog Action Day and long time back I had promised Ozlady that I’ll make a post on this very day on the subject. So, while why I was absent from blogging world can wait, this post can not. Today the bloggers around the web would unite to put a single important issue on everyone’s mind - the ENVIRONMENT. Over fourteen thousand blogs, with over twelve million readers, publishing and

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