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Idiot
Bewarse ke Bewarse!
Username: Idiot
Post Number: 23803
Registered: 09-2004
Posted From: 199.245.32.11
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:47 am: |    |
typing chesthe pani chesinatte kada  |
Zenith
Bewarse
Username: Zenith
Post Number: 2176
Registered: 10-2004
Posted From: 80.63.180.90
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:42 am: | |
She had an oval face with a pointed chin. Her eyebrows were long and narrow.
Her eyes were chocolate brown. This gave her a mature and determined look.
Occasionally, she wore glasses. She had wavy hair that hung loosely on her
shoulders. They were not thick enough to keep untied. She made it look like
a long ponytail, with the help of a hair band. But the most noticeable
feature of her face was her lips. They formed a peculiar extension for her
short and sharp nose, adding a strange beauty to her face. Her mouth was
always partly open, this added a cute innocence to her face, and she would
hold her lips together when
she suddenly became aware of it. She revealed pale pink gums when laughing,
this only added to the grace she radiated.
naku ittanti amayini chudara.. ventane pelli sesisukunta..  |
Babu
Desanike Pedda Bewarse
Username: Babu
Post Number: 5203
Registered: 06-2004
Posted From: 65.208.22.26
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:41 am: | |
matter purthiga chadive oopika ledu  |
Kasakbabu
Desanike Pedda Bewarse
Username: Kasakbabu
Post Number: 6202
Registered: 11-2004
Posted From: 203.200.95.130
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:40 am: | |
pani sese vaallaki kadaa kapee ichedi? |
Prasanth
Bewarse ke Bewarse!
Username: Prasanth
Post Number: 15338
Registered: 03-2004
Posted From: 202.141.25.122
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:38 am: | |
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Idiot
Bewarse ke Bewarse!
Username: Idiot
Post Number: 23802
Registered: 09-2004
Posted From: 199.245.32.11
Rating: N/A
Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:37 am: | |
nidra levatam endehe office ki vachaanu coffe techukovali  |
Kasakbabu
Desanike Pedda Bewarse
Username: Kasakbabu
Post Number: 6200
Registered: 11-2004
Posted From: 203.200.95.130
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:36 am: | |
espet sesaa ee kament evado okadu sethaadani......
santigaa nidra lesaavaa ippude paalu thaavaa? |
Idiot
Bewarse ke Bewarse!
Username: Idiot
Post Number: 23801
Registered: 09-2004
Posted From: 199.245.32.11
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:34 am: | |
one week lo english inthaa improve chesavante nuvvu great raa kasakku 
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Kasakbabu
Desanike Pedda Bewarse
Username: Kasakbabu
Post Number: 6198
Registered: 11-2004
Posted From: 203.200.95.130
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Votes: 0 (Vote!) | | Posted on Monday, June 13, 2005 - 8:32 am: | |
But I was just…
She was in the office by 9.00 AM. I have never seen her coming in late, no
matter, how late she had to sit the previous night. And in no time at all
she settled down with the day's work.
She had an oval face with a pointed chin. Her eyebrows were long and narrow.
Her eyes were chocolate brown. This gave her a mature and determined look.
Occasionally, she wore glasses. She had wavy hair that hung loosely on her
shoulders. They were not thick enough to keep untied. She made it look like
a long ponytail, with the help of a hair band. But the most noticeable
feature of her face was her lips. They formed a peculiar extension for her
short and sharp nose, adding a strange beauty to her face. Her mouth was
always partly open, this added a cute innocence to her face, and she would
hold her lips together when
she suddenly became aware of it. She revealed pale pink gums when laughing,
this only added to the grace she radiated.
Today, she has worn a cotton pink dress, with white floral designs. She
looked gorgeous in it. The flat strapped leather sandals, the black leather
wristwatch on her left hand, the single golden bangle on her right hand, the
pearl studs on her ears, all, reflected a pink tint. They compounded the
beauty she shone. She was not fat, nor was she lean. She was not tall, nor
was she short. She was not fair (like all the actresses one saw in films),
nor was she dark. There seemed to be some kind of a gentle wave of subtle
perfection about her. She looked like a white and pink tulip artistically
and elegantly combined into
one. Seeing her today gave me the same happiness, as it would have, if
someone I loved dearly, gave me a tulip. She was an offering to herself!
She sits right in front of me. I sit watching her all day long, observing
her every move. I very much love doing this, and I consider myself very
lucky. Maybe, there were guys who were jealous of me, because of the
position I sat in. In fact, I spend all my time in the office, looking at
her and adoring the female she is. I think nothing else in this world can
bring me the kind of joy and pleasure I get watching her.
It is really interesting, to notice the various expressions her face reveals
at times. I watched her getting confused reading the design document,
perplexed going through other's codes, exhausted preparing test cases,
refreshed after lunch and snacks, happy reading friends' mails, her face
lighting up when happy and annoyed when something wrong happened. I could
tell she was reading her mails, from her widening eyes. Initially, there was
a curiosity that filled her eyes with each new mail, she got. In the course
of time, however, she mastered the expressionless face like those of others.
But, her eyes still betrayed
the kind of anxiety one has when something was to be disclosed in a very
short time. When her lips turn up to the left, it meant she was starting to
enjoy a joke. And that was the beginning for a bl oomingsmile.Isimply
loved her when she did that. Her brows drew up to the center of her
forehead, if she saw something, she could not understand. Unexpected results
of her code usually made her do that.
Today, it was something else and she was concentrating on it. The telephone
to her left rang. It would be for the guy who sat beside her. He got a call
at this time, everyday. She picked up the phone. "No, he isn't in office
yet...Okay I'll tell him, Bye". She kept the receiver back in the cradle.
She took out her glasses from her bag. She looked once at the phone, and
then went back to reading.
After some time, a tall guy came to her and said. "You need not hurry. We
have time till next Tuesday for the delivery. I got a mail saying so" .She
said "That's nice", and smiled at him. A twinkle in her eye said that she
was relieved.
She was back after lunch. Her face showed a renewed freshness. I wish, I
could go for lunch with her, so that, I would not miss her for that amount
of time. I wished to see the way she ate. I think, it would be very graceful
and effortless with her slender fingers!
She checked her mails after lunch. This time she clasped her left hand over
her mouth. She was laughing over yet another joke. And I saw her busy
typing; would be the reply. She had her glasses on again.
It was 4.00 PM when the telephone rang again. She picked the receiver and
said "Hello". "Yes speaking". She was listening to the other end. "But..."
she could not complete. "Okay" she said and hung up. It was something
serious. I could see her eyes moistening and starting to sparkle through her
glasses. She took out a kerchief and wiped her tears. She opened the drawer
and took a file and pushed it into her bag. And then she left.
I was probably as upset as she was about this sudden development (even if I
didn't know the details.) Besides having taken her away from me faster
than usual, I hated to see her upset like this. How I wished I could ask her
what had happened. How I wished I could say 'Don't worry, everything will be
alright'. How I wished I could touch her just this once and soothe her. How
I wished I needn't be bound by restrictive technology that allowed us to
communicate, but never connect, feel or touch in the truest sense..
How I wish I was something more than just an ordinary electronic gadget.
Guess I was fated to remain what I was - her PC's monitor, destined only to
read her face, nothing less, nothing more.. |
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