tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595319819124063915.post7157973667974278847..comments2024-02-02T10:49:40.632+05:30Comments on Reflections of Passions: Silently, She Cried...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11584939763437145752noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595319819124063915.post-24890152276853627832010-12-02T20:50:28.429+05:302010-12-02T20:50:28.429+05:30wow.. replete with emotions despite being so simpl...wow.. replete with emotions despite being so simply worded..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595319819124063915.post-41929424867495827772010-11-02T01:11:59.892+05:302010-11-02T01:11:59.892+05:30Sensitive and fluid writing. I despise the Indian ...Sensitive and fluid writing. I despise the Indian obsession with fair skin.Meera Vijayannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09876432442089175579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595319819124063915.post-3964026230951494772010-10-11T12:55:56.890+05:302010-10-11T12:55:56.890+05:30Sensitive poem.Sensitive poem.The Holy Lamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03386836612848424194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595319819124063915.post-29069685152379265202010-10-10T20:49:14.648+05:302010-10-10T20:49:14.648+05:30Well, she does not need to concern herself with su...Well, she does not need to concern herself with such idiots. I liked the last line that she give it a thought, and then moved ahead. Biases of all kinds exist; we need to know how to handle them.Rachnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02275266551382931603noreply@blogger.com