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    <title>Coffee time</title>
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    <lastBuildDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 22:25:02 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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      <title>Just like that</title>
      <link>http://lakesidey.blogdrive.com/archive/259.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jul 2007 16:53:07 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Yes yes I know, I keep promising to write and I don't. What to do? I am as busy as a bee, as a beaver, as an ant even. And talking of ants, here's what Ogden Nash has to say:

The ant has made himself illustrious

Through constant industry industrious

So what?

Would you be calm and placid

If you were full of formic acid?
			
			~ Ogden Nash		


Anyway to be absolutely honest, I haven't been all that busy. Well, I have, but not too busy to blog, not really. And it's not like I haven't been doing anything - a week at Neral in the early monsoon was certainly worth a post, and so were several... (more)</description>
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      <title>Candle in the wind</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2007 19:13:29 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
     Another Elton John number. Just coincidence, I haven't been  listening to the guy overmuch or anything. Was ruminating on fame and success  and how it changes some people (though  fortunately, not all!) and the song just came to mind!     
    Goodbye Norma Jean
  Though I never knew you at all
  You had the grace to hold yourself
  While those around you crawled
  They crawled out of the woodwork
  And they whispered into your brain
  They set you on the treadmill
  And they made you change your name
  
  And it seems to me you lived your life
  Like a candle in the wind
  Never... (more)</description>
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      <title>That reminds me...</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 01 Jun 2007 19:58:01 GMT</pubDate>
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Caught
a nice sunset today (alas, no camera
handy!); the sun, artfully hidden behind a bank of low clouds, was dripping
molten rays to the horizon below. Later in the evening, there was also a full
moon, or near as makes no difference. Awakened some memories :o(




Am reading P G Wodehouse and Ogden Nash currently (thanks CV for the Nash!) Bliss!



                    That reminds
me...



Just imagine yourself seated on a shadowy
terrace,

And beside you is a girl who stirs you more strangely than a heiress.

It is a summer evening at its most superb,

And the... (more)</description>
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      <title>Megha chaye</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 20:04:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's raining, men!



A few hours back, the smell of freshly wet earth (there's nothing quite like the smell of the first rain!) heralded the onset of the long-awaited monsoon in Bombay. The rain sang its staccato melodies, with a full orchestra of light and sound to accompany it - and the city, crushed and wilting in the summer heat, awoke like a flower to the change in weather. 

Old pal B having come down after a long spell schlumming it in Qatar, we were enjoying his hospitality in Mainland China when the showers began - sitting in an AC, shut away from the real world, our first... (more)</description>
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      <title>Circle of Life</title>
      <link>http://lakesidey.blogdrive.com/archive/255.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 08:25:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>....or rather, make that the Double Helix of Life.  

I've just started reading Richard Dawkins' &quot;The Selfish Gene&quot;, an interesting and thought-provoking read (for all that the book is over thirty years old now). While the furore currently is all about his latest offering, &quot;The God Delusion&quot;, I decided to start off with his first book, one which has been on my to-read list for almost 5 years now. 

So far (and I must admit here I've only gotten three chapters into the book - it's not a book to be lightly skimmed!) I have not been disappointed. Often controversial but always cogent, the... (more)</description>
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      <title>Wave-ing goodbye...</title>
      <link>http://lakesidey.blogdrive.com/archive/254.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 17:18:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Sometimes there comes a moment when life seems to be building up to a crescendo. Up and up it soars, like a wave of dreams....and then suddenly, in mere moments, the rocks of reality tear away its foundations and the dream comes crashing down. To expend itself tamely in a quiet susurration of foam at one's feet. 



Pardon the random philosophy - just couldn't think of anything else to accompany the picture ;) And at least this beats the potential options such as the nerdy &quot;turbulent flow v/s laminar flow depending on Reynolds' number of the fluid&quot; or the obvious joke(?) about &quot;surf excel hai... (more)</description>
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      <title>Goodbyes</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 08:09:22 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>

Goodbyes should be cheerful (they tell me)

Love is just a figment of the imagination.

Like unicorns, and fairies, and tax returns.

And eternal friendship? Surely you jest!



People come and people go, and 

One makes new friends all the time, 

The old must make way for the new -

Such is the nature of life.

 


In days, or maybe months (they say,

These people who do not believe in love)You'll forget, and the wounds will healAnd life, as always, will go on

 

And then, of course (they
kindly add

Seeing that this does not convince me)
When one bids a... (more)</description>
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      <title>O saathi re....</title>
      <link>http://lakesidey.blogdrive.com/archive/252.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 07:13:01 GMT</pubDate>
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Without you, the day's filled with yearning
Without you, barren is the night
My life goes on feverishly burning
Like a lamp - but without the light
Your life, without me - my life, without you - 
Is hardly life at all....

~lakesidey
       
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      <title>Sculpture</title>
      <link>http://lakesidey.blogdrive.com/archive/251.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 18:51:00 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Some people are so talented, it just isn't fair :)

On a beach in Goa, a tanned figure frowns in deep concentration over a sculpture in sand. Oblivious to the blazing sun overhead, oblivious to the dozens of gawping tourists (including me!), oblivious even to the fact that the hungry tide will shortly convert his creation to a miscellaneous colloidal silicate solution, he is caught up in the joy of creation - with a tiny piece of wood he lovingly scrapes the sand away, and reveals magic.



I wonder - how many years he must have practiced, to achieve such nonchalant expertise?
~lakesidey

 
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      <title>All good things.....</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 17:37:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 Yesterday was fun.

It all began in the early morning, when 9 bleary-eyed souls set out (after a mandatory stoppage for refuelling at Maddu mess of course!) Hmm, 9 people on a bird-watching expedition. The Fellowship of the Wing, anyone?

An hour enjoying the hospitality of the Bombay suburban trains saw us hit Panvel, from where headed due south into the unknown. The particular unknown in this case being Karnala (a bird sanctuary place, best time to visit being from July to March or so.....yes, we are a bunch of geniuses)



Upon entering (at the princely sum of Rs 20 per head) we wended... (more)</description>
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