Tere mere saath jo hota hai, baat samajh mein aati nahin

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Roomie was quite moved by this and gave it almost full score: Hotel Rwanda‘s fantastic, do take out some time and give it a watch. Next, as suggested by Z, finally watched Requiem for a Dream - am blown away. The cinematography was absolutely brilliant, no doubts there. Great shots with a fantastic soundtrack to support. Must see.
Obviously and finally, to cater for the weak-hearted like myself, there had to be a balancing act and on the recommendation of F, Wedding Crashers was it.
(Did I mention it’s final exam week?)

Fingers that type too much forget how to write.

Does that qualify as a quote? God knows. If it does, remember the name. Anyway, seen it happen to dad and never really thought it was possible until I actually thought about the past quarter. Taking notes in class used to be fun. Fun? Ok, not exactly fun, but easy to say the least. Especially if you like to write and don’t really care about the legibility of what you’ve written.

The finger that types too much knows not how to write.

Bahh. Right now the finger that types knows no longer what to type.

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Bang bang.
My baby shot me down.

Double sigh.
What little we know of our past, our culture, our surroundings, our religion, our people…our reality is quite frightening.

With that level of mentality, it’s not surpising that our today is what it is right now. Moreover; that really says a lot about the kind of futures we’re getting ourselves into.