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  You wake up at Seatac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? We're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.  

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    • BLANK

      I was thinking “I am creative” and could write whatever I want to, whenever I took a paper and a pen. But I knew I was wrong after I started writing this blog of mine. Every time I sit in front of the computer ------- BLANK.. That is what inside my head.. Simply nothing

      I start a writing a line then there goes my thoughts – BLANK .. void . I couldn’t write something and after browsing through a few articles I was really amazed writing is an art and the first thing that came to my mind how do people write novels and scripting for films. Big tasks.

      People make films, they write dialogues.. Songs, wow creativeness in every corner

      Why cant I? How does one develop his creative thinking?

      Well these are something which I started to write and then you know the rest of the story .. BLANK ..

      Why the present generation of passed out college people are not able to get themselves set with the software industry? What is stopping them? Does their college life have a great influence over them? Only a few are able to get themselves accustomed with the workplace. Why is it so?

      Days were short when I was in college, work was shared or to be frank they were none.
      The age group were the same and relationship were smooth
      May be the different age group are

      Love is in the air
      Why do people fall in love?

      Why are people different
      I have come across people of many types

      Why are Indian managers boring?
      Why does many fall into the group of having their hobbies as listening to music, movies , watching cricket and not something like trekking, riding on weekends..

      These are just a few of what I started to write and then stopped with just one liners..

      After then I decided that I shouldn’t be selecting a topic and start writing on that instead just start something weird and keep bluffing to the extent I can ..

      Keep Bloggin .. Bye for now
      BLANK - Tuesday, August 02, 2005 -

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