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Sunday, January 01, 2017. You soaks all my tears. The small tears absorbed in you spread joy and brings a mesmerizing aura to your earthlings. The large tears the destroy your earthlings, trembles you but you never refuses to take more of my tears. I sometimes wonder if you are my friend or my victim. Tuesday, June 04, 2013. A Poem I wrote eons back. Had I woken up? .

My experiences in pictures! Friday, October 06, 2006. More pics can be found here. Sunday, April 16, 2006. People say that it rains heavily in Cherrapunji but Kharagpur is not far behind. Add to that the very inefficient sewerage of our hall quite ironically in the premier engineering institute in India.

Ramblings of a caffeinated saint. Reminiscent of the good old Sunday afternoons. Posted by The Known Face. Nothing is more permanent, on average, than being promising on the cusp of greatness. A glamorous vicious circle? The same is often true for businesses. Nothing can be more growth stunting idea than the belief that we are promising and on the verge of greatness. The general wisdom says no fucking with promise.