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I'm in soup. And that's all I'll say about it at this point. (No no, nothing unhappy or serious whatsoever, just one of those self-realisations of stupid actions leading to stupid reactions)

I never get tired of some movies. Considering I've the number of times I've watched them. A fifteen-year-old movie. I watched a year or so after it realised for the first time. And then several times in 2005. And have always gone back to it. Even blogged about it earlier. Again *spoiler alert*. There are so many wonderful layers to this movie: the multilingual, the religious, the feminist, the romantic above all the humanistic. (Although it does have it sets of flaws which I will tell you if you ask me directly.) Girl: Tell us how you met? R: How did we first meet Meenakshi? M: Right, in a bus. --- Girl: Was it love at first sight? R: Hardly! ---- R: Where did we go for our honeymoon Meenakshi? M: Uh..um you tell. --- R: We didn't need lamps then did we Meenakshi? --- R: What does your husband do? M: Why he is a wild life photographer. Didn't you know? R: Right. --- R: And yesterday, just because you gave me a name...something a husband gives ...

Have had a long history and probably a shorter future because I think half a time (better than not at all) before I do things on a whim. I just did one such thing. I reallllllly hope it will bring results. Please dear universe, you need to make it work. https://www.gofundme.com/quadyssey

Please don't die? Please? Please stay strong? I love you although I barely know you. I am praying for you. https://www.gofundme.com/quadyssey

That you could argue with someone and still feel safe that you are not being judged for your opinion?

I do not give up easily.  That said, I have given up things in the past. I stopped learning an instrument which I learnt for nine years as a kid but gave up because the teacher was manipulating not just me but people around me. And even though I was only fourteen, I got tired of it. And imagine, the teacher was a nun. She had her good days but she was definitely not my favourite teacher. My second teacher and fourth were my favourites (first was my sister but I she may not remember that). Sadly, I do not play that instrument anymore. I can still read notes, recognise what people play etc. but I cannot play chords, scales and all those things. Maybe if I practice I can, but genuinely I cannot. I hope to get back to it when I live at home some day. But it is lower on my list of priorities. The next thing I quit was something I started doing when I was six and went on till I was eleven/twelve. To be fair, I did do it even before I started formally learning it. Once again, I qu...

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