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A follow-up to the last post. Didn't realise it hadn't been posted earlier. I really need to pay a bit more attention to lil bloggy...

I'd like to think it's because of the way I was taught to eat food - if it's on your plate, you finish it. And that somehow thi...

Whenever I visit Bombay now, I'm a fragile vessel of conflicting and equally-demanding emotions. Appreciation.  Of the architechtural...

Yellow lightbulb. Light yellow walls. Switch light on. Stare at the part of wall closest to the bulb (and where the light is brightest). Ye...

Do you remember ICQ and MSN and Yahoo messenger and GTalk? I used to use several of these, because different friends had different addres...

Everywhere I turn, there seems to be a new Index to measure how happy you are. None of them seem quite right, though.  So, after much thoug...

Sometimes, at random occasions (always when I'm alone), I find myself wistfully going om nom nom .  Just because the interwebz discarde...

There's a dead wasp on the path. Ants swarming round, calling in reinforcements till they successfully begin to lift-drag it away.  I w...

I have taken to hiding every single pop-up recommend, trend, suggested reading, additional reading, feedback request, and quick survey that...

And your collection of food in books.  He opened it and then poured equal quantities of brandy and champagne into three large glasses. ....

The full article here . "There was a moment as he struck it that you thought he'd messed it up; but he hadn't, and then all...

Increasingly, there are days when I daydream of planting fruit trees. Over the years, I've had the fortune of having access to privat...