tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271469593304696364.post7312860306022688967..comments2023-08-07T16:43:34.477+05:30Comments on the blog formerly known as musings from mumbai: Confusing the Improbable for the ImpossiblePreeti Aghalayam aka kbpmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11829919187093167561noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271469593304696364.post-43682503360076351512008-12-02T23:48:00.000+05:302008-12-02T23:48:00.000+05:30yes, we need to be strong and fearless. and look w...yes, we need to be strong and fearless. and look who is saying that - i must have woken up a few times in the night this past week looking at the darkness and thinking i am hiding from someone and i need to be quiet. i see this small light in front of me and i look intently as if someone will pull the trigger. all in a few seconds before I realize I am at home on my own bed and the light is the PGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18155165524544781302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271469593304696364.post-46111471385751478272008-12-02T10:15:00.000+05:302008-12-02T10:15:00.000+05:30choxget the sense that its closing in..dipaliyeah ...chox<BR/>get the sense that its closing in..<BR/><BR/>dipali<BR/>yeah we have changed of course, i am surprised at myself. <BR/><BR/>vanessa<BR/>hang in there, dont feel insecure, feel strong.Preeti Aghalayam aka kbpmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11829919187093167561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271469593304696364.post-72469033814818740502008-12-02T01:34:00.000+05:302008-12-02T01:34:00.000+05:30I had a dream too. I was in my parent's house. the...I had a dream too. I was in my parent's house. there was a suppossed terrorist outside the door. Equipped with ammunition. He was trying to pick the lock. I was behind the door, standing quietly and sweating. Just then, some sound woke me up and i checked my forehead for sweat. there was none.<BR/><BR/>I never get nightmares. But these dream show how insecure we suddenly feel. Isn't it?Vanessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02068130803591367236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271469593304696364.post-55047263952553288072008-12-01T22:02:00.000+05:302008-12-01T22:02:00.000+05:30We've all been changed, it seems irrevocably. Neve...We've all been changed, it seems irrevocably. Never thought Life would become like this. Bah doesn't even begin to express it.dipalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01070862196307376073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3271469593304696364.post-17775313063220378002008-12-01T19:08:00.000+05:302008-12-01T19:08:00.000+05:30my BIL was in oberoi and left an hour before the g...my BIL was in oberoi and left an hour before the gun-guys got in. imagine.<BR/><BR/>a cousin was in oberoi for a meeting, got 4 bullets on his leg and still managed to escape. is fine now.<BR/><BR/>last night a very young uncle passed away. out of the blue.<BR/><BR/>in a nutshell, this dying buisness does not make sense at all.Choxboxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03741540918529448553noreply@blogger.com