February 06, 2007
Istambul...
I am reading Orhan Pamuk's "Istanbul". I seem to share a lot with this guy(he happens to be Nobel laureate, not that's why!). Like him, I like winter, staying back home in gloomy weather, think women are more sensible of the sexes, strongly rooted to my place of birth and home. It doesn't seem to be so boring having my home housed in the same building all through! I feel possessed when in love. So many more things...plan to go back home and complete reading it. His language is not colourful in the sense that he doesn't make it loud or highly descriptive. Its plain, black and white, melancholic, beautiful. I'm loving it!
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i think its called "istanbul" isnt it?
Yes it is "Istanbul"...
got a new home, for now. requiem comes to blogspot (:
Should I be saying "welcome Req!", hmm.. not sure. (: All I know is you love writing and dont care where!
ha ha ha, well said. posted a story, repost of an older one... still unable to find aloofness I need to write stories (:
Nice arguements you had about Guru.. I also had similar discussion with my roomie... but we agreed on one thing - Aishwarya is as always a waste- :)
My blog upadted with the story so far..
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