Stretched to the limits after working madly, that too with a grin on my face.
I wondered why not test my typing skills for a change, hence these piece of words.
I wonder why Micro Fictions are great piece of art. Simply and fully because I know the outcome first then I start writing it.140 words in Twitter gives it an unassailable edge.
I started following Arjun Basu who tweets resplendent Micro Fictions and then it was well carried by my friends Romit and Rohit in the twitter arena. That pushed me to think within 140 words.
As I prepare and then again prepare for buying my bike, I swing from one model to another model. Some has good looks; some take pride in mileage where some are happy to bestow you with power. Good dilemma I would say I fell into.
Then when I saw one of my dreams getting fulfilled. I was happy and then I was happiest. You know being happier how it is. o.K. now deliberately coming back to the dream, yes Copenhagen. Definitely when I saw Copenhagen was about to be performed in Rangashankara I knew I had to experience that, feel that and get immersed into that also. Definitely Michael Frayn knew what sort of Hangover audience would get, as they would continue to linger and loiter in the uncertainty principle.
As I continue Subhash is dead, how much did he achieve and what were the consequent adulations he got, I am again made to wonder. This time I do wonder.CPI(M) after losing considerable seats in Loksabha elections to Mamta and Congress Junta would consider loss of Subhash as a significant one.
Now the abstract ending i.e. Latest Ich mein itna ich milega.
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