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3. Once the exaltation has lapsed, I am reduced to the simplest philosophy: that of endurance( the natural dimension of real fatigue). I suffer without adjustment, I persist without intensity: always bewildered, never discouraged; I am a Daruma doll, a legless toy endlessly poked and pushed, but finally regaining its balance, assured by an inner ( Read more... )

That was life-a snail found, a pearl lost. Always, life was that.
-Anita Desai, Clear Light of Day

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I love karisma kapoor!!!!!

When fiction and life fails to merge, we sink into the prosaic. 

What do I have to give up to find my way back there?

Sometimes, I still feel like going back there. 

Maybe I am asking for it.