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Well friends, here is new post today on 'Ashes'. There would be hardly anybody here in the IBIBO that has not heard about 'Ashes series'. yes this is that 'Ashes' I am going to write about.

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All was calm and quiet of a saturday afternoon on NOv.24. A group of Tea Tribe demanding ST status were sitting for a dharna at the Dispur Last Gate - a place where all sit -in-strike or Dharna or Fast unto death in support of the demands of various community, political party, social Organisation has to opt for.

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Friends here is an interesting fact on mobike phone ring-tone.Whether or not oue country has made progress in other sides it is not a matter of concerned but in increas in the number of cell-phone users is a fact. As per one statistical survey in a single month the rise is up to 60,00000.And if this data continues apace by 2010 the cell users' number would be 50 crore.

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The recent killing of three leopard cubs in a tea estate near Pulibor, near Jorhat of Assam has once again shown the threats faced by wildlife near human habitations. This tragically underline the fact that human beings are not averse to kill or maim wild animals even though they are not provoked. The cubs were too young to attack human lives, let alone injure someone.

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Call me at anytime you like, for I love you for the time being. But can not assure you that in near future too I will be there to welcome you in the same way as I am doing toady. The reason is your physique is still an unfound land. The moment I land there and tsee the things to see may not be treating like this. So please do not blame me later. I am like this.

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It has been a decade since I drank a drop. Ophelia’s death could not shiver Hemlet’s foot. Claudias are laughing away the ghostly command. None is alive here. All wake up at midnight wearing their shrouds looking for Dante. How could he enter Hell all flesh and blood?

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Did you watcth the movie Pakizah?

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"Had we but world enough and time
This coyness lady would be no crime."
Andrew Marvell.
In his poem "To his Cy Mistress" Andrew Marvell started his verse with this sad note that time is beyond his control. Similar condition of helplessness is a reccrring theme of many a Sonnet of William Shakespeare.

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I have been blogging for the past six months and during this period learnt one thing that virtual reality could be actual reality too. Different people, with different name and awkward username, made so many friends and most of them are in the deep of oblivion as no contact, no communication for a long time.And who to believe and who not. Over an issue fought tooth and nail to establish our own stand and again forget. Thought shift from friends to points and points finally get associated with money. Many of my blogger friends deny that they are there for money.

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Not exactly that it was my ego I was not communicating or say not able to do so, but guess it was rather a demand that perhaps in the inner races of my mind was asking from him and was denied the access. Not of months, for long 20 years we were not in the speaking term. Now, when just the other day we got to, or say forced to say ‘hello’ to each other to observe formality in a get together and afterwards the long preserved unease slowly got untied and after two days of our little exchange of words we were once again the old open mind friends and soon were sitting in a beer bar.

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Day in and day out I bang on the empty dreams of my silent path. It has been a decade since I last drank a drop and now every movement, every posture of the wind cries the cry of a flock of crows. Nonchalant madness of my vision still speaks somewhere near your langue. My parole is starving to death, digging its own grave. The silent road once again wakes up in mid day to embrace me with its green and white and grey shoulder. Distant are the lines of my limitation for I have never said I am not omnipresent. The hollow sky longs hard to accumulate the scattered red clouds.

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Please do not intrudue into my life. I know what I am. have nevr sought any definition of life from you. Your life is different from that of mine. You play the hide and seek games and would have been much happier if I had joined you there. But no I am the last one to join your game.I never say you are wrong, but every moment, every hour you are being stung by your own concience. Now why are you trying to show me a way when your own feet are shaking?

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This Morning as I was about to leave my bed suddenly realised that nothing, no event, no programme is well scheduled. They are just the way they are. The moment you try to put them in a particular system they lose their originality. So also are rhoughts. Just reflect, what a long chain of variety of thoughts, thinking, ideas you make a chain of. They are all different segment having their own entity. But they came to your mind as you are not attached to anything particular for a long time. You often ramble from the main point you thnk, but there are no main points as such.

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