Europe
Winter is not my favourite season. I abhor frozen toes and fingers, chapped lips, chattering teeth and slipping cars. But this week, while driving to Netherlands, I saw the beauty of a snow covered Europe. The bare trees stand straight, fingers inching to the sky, kissed by the faintest sprinkling
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One step. Into oblivion. The waves rolled on, regardless of the life snuffed out on the rocks far far below the sheer cliff. Noone knew who she was. There was no convenient identification, no daytripper bag lurking in the sparse vegetation. It was how it was. It was how it
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The Inner Voice A new realisation- you know that inner voice that sounds out all the words you read in daily life? Lately, mine has a French accent. Especially with words like passage (puh-sahge), orange (or-hange) and message (meh-sahge). Comment allez-vous, ma cherie? (Koh-month ah-lleh woo, mah sherry?) "Bring
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Kayak.com From: BRU. LHR. CDG. FRA To: COK . BOM ... I thought about it a while and typed decisively. BOM. 17th April 2009. It was the first time I was going home in almost a year. And hell, I wasn't going to lose my chance to go and
Third person narratives
Work She was sitting in the car discussing work with her new-found friend when her phone rang. It was her manager again. "Hello, where are you right now?" "I am in a car going towards the office from a training in Antwerp." "Uhm, weren'
Europe
Reading : Mindless, trashy, chicklit. Just because I can. Singing : A variety of tuneless renditions of The Bee Gees. Smiling : About absolutely nothing. Smelling : The gorgeous spring. Loving : This city I live in. Sleeping : Like a log. But to the time zone in Singapore. Working : On absolutely nothing. Wanting : To go
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Or How can a small country bug the hell out of me?Scene 1 Unto them was born a daughter in the autumn of 1984. Big Brother was temporarily not watching as the gunshots rang out in Delhi and the Iron Lady fell. But, Maj. and Mrs. George's
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The whole story coming up! Soon. Keep watching this space <---- ---> I mean it.
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some people are so enamoured of their reflections that they preen at the first indication of a shiny surface. Imagine this (rather recent) occurrence: I am in the office and pulling out the cord and putting away my laptop in the bag when a friend comes to enquire when I
Europe
Today I took the most important step of settling into Brussels. Yes, I have found a church. St. Andrews Scottish Prebystarian Church will have to put up with the wilfulness of a Indian Christian every Sunday. Mallu Christians seem to have a fascination with St. George and St. Thomas. This
Europe
Right now, I couldn't care less. Sprawled on my comfortable bed (with a nice quilt) staring out of the huge windows, gauzy curtains fluttering in the breeze... there are times when I can't be bothered to get up and go the 2 km to the office.
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Ladies & gentlemen, here is another part of my misadventures behind the wheel, for your viewing pleasure. You'd have thought that I was done with my 'car'-naame, but no sirree! There's no way I can be done when I have around 3/4ths