Monthly Archives: January 2012

  1. Bounty & Bane

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    26/01/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The rain fell in torrents And the maiden seemed tired. The lazy evening wore a saggy Feel and a drowsy …
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  2. A very sensitive Barber ?!


    23/01/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The following conversation (for most part silent) really did take place. Not with me given, but then the power of …
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  3. Fear\ Khauff\ Bhay


    16/01/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Fear. The one emotion which is betrayed every time it makes itself apparent to its host. The one emotion which …
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  4. Gimmicks and Nau-Tanki!!!


    14/01/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Not long ago there was this crispy news article about madam Mayawati “ji” from the north (my native, btw) that …
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  5. 2011 in review

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    09/01/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A San Francisco cable …
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