INDIBLOGGER AND I – REALITY CHECK

I joined Indiblogger about two years back; indeed soon after I started blogging. It, willy-nilly got me in the habit of worrying about the popularity of my site: Alexa rank, Moz rank and ranks higher and better than those in the armed forces (Read ‘Blogging – Race or Stampede’). Today, after I finished 75000 pageviews, I wanted to do a reality check of how much Indiblogger has helped me to stay afloat. […]

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“GIVE THEM MOBILE”

There is hardly anyone who is not familiar with the infamous utterance of Marie Antionette during a famine in France whilst her husband Louis XVI was the monarch. When it was brought to her notice that people didn’t have bread to eat, she responded, “Qu’ils mangent de la brioche” (Let them eat cake). It is said that this story of the princess is apocryphal and that she didn’t say so. It is […]

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HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY

दोस्ती सिर्फ तब ही नहीं जब फूल हैं दोस्ती सिर्फ तब ही नहीं जब गले में  हार है दोस्ती सीखने का कोई advanced स्कूल नहीं है दोस्ती तो सिर्फ मोहब्बत है और प्यार है दोस्ती में हम चाहे कुच्छ भी ना बोलें दोस्ती में गुफ्तगू के ज़रिये हज़ार हैं दोस्ती के गरम रहते हैं हरदम शोले दोस्तों  को तो बस अपनी दोस्ती का खुमार है आज Friendship Day का भी क्या हसीन  दिन है यारो बारिश का दिन है और आज रविवार है यानी  जैसे दोनों […]

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HINDI SONGS AND THE AGE OF INNOCENCE

Recently, when Rajesh Khanna died, after a long illness, we reminisced about his being a super-star during the Era or Age of Innocence in the Hindi movies. What exactly can be age or era of innocence? One thing is clear that it was an era different from the present era.I am not chronicling the life and movies of Rajesh Khanna. Paeans have been and would be written and sung about his […]

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LOVE AND A THREE LETTERED WORD

It sprang through woods and grass Lively and playful Now here, now there; Through rains and clouds Through sun and moon. It braved rivulets and torrents Birds and feral animals. Everyone said: How lovely it is Like a new sprout Like a young deer; It looks so beautiful, It looks so tender; Lets call it Love. She saw it too In my eyes. She heard it, In my breathing. Her eyes […]

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