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I am a Rock

Posted on December 24, 2007 - Filed Under blog

This is another post about music, solitude and my ipod. So if you think you’ve read enough and more about it already, it is high time you closed this window and moved on to take care of any other relevant business. Hasta luego.
However, if you are still with me so far, good for you.
My [...]

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Dorky Guffaw in the Press Pit

Posted on December 18, 2007 - Filed Under blog

Dorky Guffaw is a Rock Journalist. Of course, he is a Journalist as well as a Rock, but calling him the former will swell his gigantic head up in proportion just like a red giant is formed out of a dying star, and calling him the latter will just make him go off on one [...]

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I’ve Had Enough

Posted on December 5, 2007 - Filed Under blog

It is seldom that this LJ or the blog that I maintain suffers from a want of words, that would prompt me to quote from other sources and use the content to fill up a post or two and the only other instance during which I have done that was when I put up a [...]

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Dorky Guffaw’s Local ‘Training’

Posted on November 27, 2007 - Filed Under blog

Dorky Guffaw was about to die a horrible death.
Or so he thought.
Standing there within the compartment of a slow local train bound from Thane towards CST, he was supposed to get off the train at Dadar. The train had just slowed down to a halt at the station, and the people within the crowded [...]

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Midweek Trip to Chennai

Posted on October 26, 2007 - Filed Under blog

A mid-week trip to Chennai, on 24th October 2007, wednesday was warranted in order to attend surprise birthday party for a friend, Kodhi. More on the surprise birthday party in due time, for it needs a proper build up along with some heavy duty background details, in order to do justice to the efforts [...]

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Dorky Guffaw and the Traffic Signal Misadventure

Posted on September 24, 2007 - Filed Under blog

Well, adventure seems to chase around Dorky and is stuck to him very much like a third nipple would have (had he had one), and shows its presence in the most mundane and irregular of times, one such of which is being documented here for posterity.
Dorky has had a new means of transport, a bike, [...]

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