Monthly Archives: December 2012

  1. 2012- Review

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    31/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: 600 people reached the …
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  2. Book Review: Fear is the Key

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    29/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Book: Fear is the Key Author: Alistair MacLean Year: 1961 “My red rose had turned to white.” That is how the story begins …
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  3. Ayesha-Rehan: 19.11.1996

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    27/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Rehan, I got the news just yesterday. All I could ask God was “What’s going to happen to his daughter?” …
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  4. Regret…

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    11/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    There are times in life when one doubts the very fabric of ones existence. Not only are they scarier than …
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  5. I told her so…


    10/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I felt her warmth was just right, It was such that you couldn’t let go. She was my secret delight. …
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