Praveen Shivashankar

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  3. Bhaavageete: Soulful songs for hearfelt emotions – 1 — 28 comments
  4. Bhavani Ashtakam – An Ode to the Universal Mother! — 13 comments
  5. Favorite Kannada poetic numbers in movies! — 11 comments

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Quiet Flows the River – Part 2

One day, the river suddenly met a torrential flow of water on its path! “Who are you?!” it asked in absolute bewilderment. “I am you”, came the reply – swift and clear. “Me?! How can that be?! Look at you! you are so different! So clear, fresh and lively! How can you be me?” the …

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Quiet Flows the River!

Far upon the lush green mountains with their peaks covered with snow, and their valleys bereft with flowers and meadows, a river is born. Its crystal clear waters shining in the morning sun, reflecting with equal aplomb the dazzling rays and dancing its way through the cavernous depths of the mountain, it carves its way …

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Hitting a Century and a Tag!!

The ball has been passed down from Disha to Manju. Manju is eyeing Praveen very intently. The crowd awaits with baited breathe! It’s a turning point in this blog match, and its the clash of the titans! Manju wants to throw a yorker completely baffling the batsman, and embarassing him into accepting 6 of his …

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Pain in the A*** !!

Its 12:15 AM in the midnite. I am trying to type the draft for my thesis report which is due by Monday morning. Apart from the excruciating task of zeroing in on the content for the same, I have to put up with the ruckus being created by the next door dudes!! Aaaargghhhh!! Can’t someone …

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Predilections and Dogma!

Q.)What is man to do if the predilection towards doing something is set against the dogma of being someone?! Ans)…………..

Because, I cannot love but one!

The hill tops must have snow covered all over ’em isn’t it? I am sure you are feeling the stinging sensation of the cold wind, as it hastens to touch your bare skin, and wither it. Do not mind the cold, darling. It is just jealous of the warmth your rosy cheeks are sporting! How …

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