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Now there you guys, do you even know that that you need your Aadhar card for paid sex in Goa. Hohoho. There is nothing called private in our lives anymore and anyway I wonder, why do they need the Aadhar card for that? How can things become more legal and politically correct, when there are obvious loopholes in the system. The second thing that I would like to share today is that recently i have started following someones blog. And what I have discovered from the writing of that person is that, both of us have a similar view and attitude towards the outside world. We had had similar experiences in the past too. This world is way too small and I admire women who have such broad perspectives. HOPING sincerely for a new chain of communication to blossom. Yours sincere admirer.Hehe ;)
A few days back i finished reading 'Kadambari Devi's Suicide note',by Ranjan Banerjee and though it struck odd notes in many places(my opinion),it definitely falls into the category of the must read books,especially if you want to explore Tagore's world.Most intellectuals or want to be intellectuals, appreciate Tagore for his modern outlook,but appreciating the modern aspects of a character or mind is vastly different from experiencing it first hand,and the process can be painful,like a morbid pleasure,it can be so addictive,that one does not want to come out of it, rather can't come out of it.This is exactly what happened with Kadambari Devi.A dilemma she was in because she was sapiosexual and was in love with her husband's brother,ROBI(Rabindranath Tagore).She was an exceptional talent but failed to realize it not just because of the environment that surrounded her but also because she loved Tagore with all her dreams and not just her life.An exceptionally unc...
I will try not to romanticize my stay and travel experience in Varanasi. I will keep it real. And here we start. Last week of December 2024: So the train left the station at around 11am and we reached Varanasi at 6pm (same day). Nothing worthwhile happened other than me reading 'Harry Potter And The Prisoner of Azkaban' again.Also the man sitting right opposite to me, gave his Laddu Gopal to me for sometime. By sometime, I mean an hour or maybe a little more than that. Gopal Ji sat on my lap and enjoyed the scenic view outside while I tried to do the same. After arriving at the station: Faced dirty, horrendous traffic. I booked a hotel via the Agoda app but couldn't reach the hotel via road or phone. This information is to communicate to my readers that I settled for far less than what I had hoped for. Let's not overlook the fact that I was already feeling very frustrated and angry at this particular moment. Mumma, as usual, was very poised and calm, outwardly. Got a ...
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