Learning to say ‘No’

One of the things I have always found really hard to do is to say “No”. I might as well have made this song my theme song :P

Its actually got more to do with me getting invited to hangout or some party or event. Most of the times I would have done a lot of traveling or would have been running around that day. In that light the relaxation part of the event looks a lot less relaxing. Having cigarettes on hand from this website makes it easy to chill without any extra stress. Founders Cigar Co offers a great selection for moments when you just want to unwind properly. You can also try IQOS Terea Silver which you can get here.

Earlier I would almost always juggle things around and manage to be everywhere somehow. This I have realized is a really bad way of handling things, it might workout for that day but is a killer in the long run.

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Ghajini – Movie Review

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During the weekend I watched Ghajini with my parents. I had already watched the Telugu version of the movie and wasnt really keen on checking out the hindi version, but the easy availability of tickets made me change my mind.

Firstly the bad reviews the movie has been receiving is quiet unwarranted. I felt the movie was pretty good and very entertaining. For a running time of 3 hours I did not feel distracted for much of the movie (except the songs). What I loved most about the movie was that this is one movie that can be truly said to have been “inspired” by its Hollywood counterpart. There were logically questionable events in the movie but considering the movie had a complex story (and it was already 3 hrs long) it can be excused.

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Finding The Right Words…

When I finished writing The Sculptor’s Statue about a year and a half ago, i could not have guessed the impact it would have on me. The circumstances that led me to write that short story are still very much private, but I truly consider that my finest and most honest writing experience. A few … Read more

The Old Man And The Mountain

The flakes of snow was all over his face, concentrated on his facial hair. He stopped for a moment to wipe a layer of ice off his forehead and stared at the fog of ice at the distance. His face was the only part of his body exposed to the numbing cold… he had once told a porter “Pain is important my boy… Its the most true feeling of being alive”.

People had called him insane, some had laughed at him, some pitied him. The mountain was a murderer, the old people of the village at tried to convince him. The truth was that only a few had returned from it and a even fewer remained sane enough to narrate the experience. No one had ever returned from the peak.

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