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Pisa!

posted on , by Vani Viswanathan

When Phobiac asked me what 'Pisa' meant, it sent into a long, nostalgic journey, stretching three years, into school, into a totally different life (Phobiac, did you ever think one question of yours would give such a chain reaction?). From that time, three years back , 'pisa' became an integral part of my life, assuming more than one form and dimension.It all started in my class XI when I had to put up with this incredibly idiotic and irritating person in school; one who made my life miserable. ...

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Story of a flight

posted on , by Vani Viswanathan

I entered the flight and found my seat. 20H. A middle aged lady was already sitting there."Excuse me, umm...that's my seat....", I said.She quickly got up and sat in some other seat.I stared at her. Does she know that flights usually have a fixed seat? Did not seem like she did. I sat in my seat and watched all the people getting into their places. Nobody seemed to be coming to sit in 20G. I was pleased. I loved travelling alone, without people next to me. I smiled.My happiness was short lived, ...

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Odes and sonnets and poems and rhymes

posted on , by Vani Viswanathan

Not very long agoA young, little girl,Tried to write a poem,And let her thoughts unfurl.But alas, what she wrote,Seemed moreLike an essayWith the lines broken,And writtenJust to rhyme.(Ahem! What does it look like now?)Poetry and I have rarely gone together. As far as I remember, the last poem I wrote was in my grade seven about cartoons; this “poem” talked about how cartoons can make even fussy eaters (kids) eat their food quickly. Very dumb concept, I know, but well, the poem was quite cute. ...

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Rambling on….

posted on , by Vani Viswanathan

My mind is busy wondering what to post on the blog….it’s been a week since I posted and I’m desperate to write anything so that my previous dumb story isn’t the first thing people see if they visit my blog. I’m thinking of topics ranging from the awesome song “Chaiyya Chaiyya” to my lil’ vacation in Bangalore to the trip to the vegetable market yesterday. Interesting topics for me, though, I wanted to put them further by at least a week or two.As I spend my last two weeks in India for this vacation, ...

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The 4:30 P.M. depression

posted on , by Vani Viswanathan

Going out of town for almost a week. Won't be posting then, mostly. I don't have the heart to leave the blog "un-updated" for a week. So here's a filler post of a story written quite a while back.Aakanksha sat brooding in a corner. She glanced at her watch. 4:30 P.M. Another hour left.She fished out her music book and searched for the song taught last weekend. Ah! There it was.She looked around to make sure no one was watching. She quietly shut the door. She marked the page on the book and flung ...