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Capt. Nabindu

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joined on 07/14/05
last updated 01/13/08
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Be only a HUMAN BEING, nothing more

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THIS IS ME. Called JOE little. also

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http://nabindumukerjee.blogspot.com/

The Taj Mahal with its massive marble lightness
Floats above the river valley, the most
Beautiful building raised by a man to a woman.
Nor was it built out of romantic folly
By an ignorant youth idealizing a lady.

Shah Jehan, absolute Emperor, had it made
In that pure, feminine form, bent like a breast,
To honour Mumtaz Mahal, simply a wife.
In the early seventeenth century when women
Were things to be collected like tigers and jewels.
What a woman she must have been in such a tim... read more
Mon, January 21, 2008 - 10:35 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
''I have often wondered about the purpose of living when I go on my long drive quite alone with my thoughts for compnay, when, one day I saw a small pup hit by a speeding mobike. Lying by the road side, whimpering, shaking its tail vigourously, as if to ask the passers by, "What have I done, that you have hurt me so!" Even as I saw this, a few humans like me, gathered around it, cursing the rider, but no one stepped forward to help it, so I stopped the car, got out and lifted the little thing... read more
Fri, January 11, 2008 - 2:35 AM permalink - 2 comments
 
MY TRIBUTE TO MY LATE MOTHER AND EVERY OTHER MOTHER WHO HAVE CROSSED OVER,MAY THIER SOUL REST IN PEACE.

My Mother! when I learn'd that you were dead,
Say, were you conscious of the tears I shed?
Hover'd your spirit o' ver your sorrowing son,
Wretch even then, life's journey just begun?
Perhaps you gave me, though unseen, a kiss;
Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss__
Ah, that maternal smile! it answers__Yes.
Was it you ran to help me when I fell,
And told some pretty... read more
Sun, May 13, 2007 - 7:53 AM permalink - 3 comments
 
And I Journeyed On……!

As I trudge, with weary steps,
Along these desolate forlorn paths,
Over the serene purple hills,
Across these calm glades,
Over the peaceful valleys,
And the deserted placid meadows,
Leading me to my final goal,
Burdened with the weight of my failures,
And the emptiness of age on my face,
Alone__ with solitude as my company,
I shamble on, weighed down by accusations,
And trouble... read more
Tue, May 1, 2007 - 11:15 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
A question, which bequeaths only deep reflections and compulsive ponderance inducing righteous emotional prelude to herald the purest feelings, held imprisoned, deep within, restrained by the futility of the promptings, of not being understood, in the right prespective, which profuses potentous phenomeanon, postulating precious perceptions of feelings dominating oneness and togetherness---Rising from the dreams of thee, in the first sweet sleep of the night, when the winds were breathing low ... read more
Sat, April 28, 2007 - 9:41 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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LIFE LONG FRIENDSHIP 4M EITHER SEX.

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i prefer home made things. sorry.

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My Recent Activity

MY LITTLE LILY IS DYING. (in all doggie all the time) MY LITTLE LILY, A WHITE POM IS DYING I AM SURE. SHE HAS DEVELOPED TAPE WORM IN HER STOMACH, OOZING FROM BOTH THE EYES. STOPPED EATING EVERYTHING. I DONT KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO. THE DOCS ARE PUTTING HER ON DRIP TODAY.
PLEASE SUGGEST SOMETHING.
discussion post on Mon, June 30, 2008 - 12:33 AM
The Taj Mahal (blog entry) The Taj Mahal with its massive marble lightness
Floats above the river valley, the most
Beautiful building raised by a man to a woman.
Nor was it built out of romantic folly
By an ignorant youth idealizing a lady.

Shah Jehan, absolute Emper... read more
blog entry posted Mon, January 21, 2008 - 10:35 PM permalink - 2 comments
Pie Recepie ( miscellaneous » other ) Some one please post me a good and simple apples pie recepie with altern... read more
listing posted Sun, January 13, 2008 - 11:42 AM
Entensity of Living.(The Pearl of Eternity) (blog entry) ''I have often wondered about the purpose of living when I go on my long drive quite alone with my thoughts for compnay, when, one day I saw a small pup hit by a speeding mobike. Lying by the road side, whimpering, shaking its tail vigourously, as... read more
blog entry posted Fri, January 11, 2008 - 2:35 AM permalink - 2 comments
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