Men try to dissuade me from everything Love bids me do.
They don’t understand it, and I can’t explain it to them. I must live out what I am.
Author: Adi
Missing *a* place..
Chotte chotte shehron se, khaali bore dupaharon se, hum to jhola utha ke chale…
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There may be more beautiful times but this…
There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.
Jean-Paul Sartre
Brief summary of what topics dominate my twitter timeline
Brief summary of what topics dominate my twitter timeline (in order of decreasing frequency)
On @adityabhaskar :
- Tech news
- Tech (mostly startup ecosystem) gossip
- Apple & Google bashing
- Real/Useful tech & startup articles
On @middlering:
- Cycling news of the day (Pro as well as UK cycle campaigning)
- Cyclist-hater outrage of the day
- BLL members encouraging/baiting each other
- Pro Cyclists’ tweets, both good and bad
On pseudonym twitter account:
- Outrage of the day
- twitterer gossip
- news from India
On pseudonym cycling account:
- ProCycling news of the day
- Discussion of said news
- Lance / Schleck hatred
Funnily, never thought about these while I was regularly reading Twitter. But, a few days of enforced absence reminded me of them in a very precise manner :)
Reared on the idea that love means sharing…
Reared on the idea that love means sharing everything, pity the partners who make the grave error of revealing who else they fancy.
Alain de Botton, on Twitter
Stag Crossing Spey In Winter
Image via @wilkiemurray, on Twitter.
Rather be considered an ungrateful asshole than…
Rather be considered an ungrateful asshole, than be caught up in the vicious circle of reciprocity of favours, both asked and unasked for.
Adi
I had a bird once Love of my…
I had a bird once. Love of my life, she was.
Fucked it up, of course. I thought there’d be time. Turns out there’s just road. Long unpaved, potholed.
Read that once in a book. Go and get her, pal.
Krull, to Hank Moody, in Californication (I’ll Lay My Monsters Down)
Not just fornication..
Why do I like Californication. It’s not just the fornication.
I can identify with Hank. We’re both overflowing with darkness, yet are eternal optimists at heart. To really hurt us, stab at that optimism, that confidence. It hurts far more than a kick in the face.
And, we both are so quick at saying good bye, yet so bad at letting go. That hurts too.
Also, the fornication. I like the fornication bit of the series too ;)
Plan To play with the dog all morning…
Plan: To play with the dog all morning, so as to tire him before I leave, thus making sure he’ll sleep most of the day.
Reality: Boy wakes up in a lovey mood, curls up on my lap, licks my face, and then rests with his head on my chest.
*I’m not moving!*