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    <title>THE 'MAN'KEYS</title>
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      <title>The Abhorrence</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/143.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 22:39:00 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>        Peedpop was
standing at a precipice. He looked determined and was totally deaf to
the crowd yelling below. And then he saw her face. Radiant. Vaseline
teary. Reddish and swollen.        She ran forward and shouted, &quot;#$ #@#..! #@#..! #@#...!!&quot;. Zero response.        
Peedpop gingerly took a step forward. He looked as if he was waiting
for the auspicious second. Five minutes later, after a splitting
headache, she came running from behind and said the golden three words,
breathlessly. Those three unspeakable words; never to be uttered,
except under dire circumstances; three words... (more)</description>
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      <title>Obliviate!</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/142.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 12:12:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>And
so it is done. The dratted End Terms. The bane of student and
currently, those here. It was over in a flash. But the preparation
seemed an eternity. At the end of it all, I don't remember a single
thing I've learnt. All that I can recall are the innumerable teas and
coffees, the pilfering of Dairy Milk bars, the air conditioning while
taking the tests freezing your pee, the lack of it while mugging, the
pointless discussions, the creative and unending stream of curses that
flow between guys after the tests, the shirk of shoulders, the load of
porn (Mom, I am sorry. I did not mean... (more)</description>
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      <title>Singed</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/141.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2007 20:22:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
          Something was burning. I knew it. I sensed it. From, the second the Great Chimp's revered feet set itself upon Ahmedabad, the smell followed him everywhere. From the airport, in the taxi, into the campus right upto my room it faithfully sought after me like a trained circus elephant. Throughout the whole day. I was confused. As far my memory was able to fling itself and boomerang back, I know that I had a bath. But the smell existed. It did not seem to be a hallucination because if it was then I must very well be hallucinating the hallucination which made perfect sense to me. 
   ... (more)</description>
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      <title>The Pen-Ultimate Sensation</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/140.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Mar 2007 16:07:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>She hugged me. :)
 
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      <title>Statement of Purpose</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/139.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 23:13:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Dear WaterHog,     This is the first time I've apologized to anyone online. I am writing this because I cannot look at you in the eyes without feeling bad. I am probably the most selfish, most inconsiderate, most idiotic, most stupid, most self-centred homo sapien ever to walk this world. I am in addition to all the above the worst best-friend too.    As the cliche goes, I should not have said what I said and should not have did what I did. I am terribly sorry. Yesterday, I had gone to Subway for dinner and ordered Chicken Teriyaki. Involuntarily, I ordered two. After making them, I turned... (more)</description>
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      <title>Whoa!</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/138.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Oct 2006 22:08:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 

  Can I wait...???!!! The release is slated for the 1st of November. Check out the soundtrack and the car releases here. 

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      <title>R 'n' N </title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/137.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 26 Sep 2006 20:10:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>    I started cracking my knuckles.    I started biting the skin off the base of my nails.    I started perspiring.    I was tensed.    I looked at the board which read 3:30 and then at my watch. Through the cobwebs, mud, pebbles and other debris that had inevitably managed to gain entry into my Fastrack, with the sun playing a major role, I estimated the time to be around 3:26 PM.    I still did not have even one ticket for 'Dor'.    I looked at my friend; Preying Mantis in weak defeat. He smiled benevolently like a priest who had just been ordained and raised his palm in a 'don't worry,... (more)</description>
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      <title>Working our 'asses'ments off...</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/136.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 20:04:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>A whole week of brain numbing assesments comin up. Gulp. :((((
 
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      <title>Avoid Direct Contact</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/135.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 21:27:24 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
   They never suited me. I've lost one of them today. 500 bucks down the drain. Sheesh. :(</description>
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      <title>Shocking Pink - Part Deux</title>
      <link>http://themankeys.blogdrive.com/archive/134.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 12 Sep 2006 20:44:30 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>   I sprinted in the direction of my hostel, adrenalin pumping in 6 ton V8 cylinders. Terrifying images of my poor computer enveloped in smoke flitted across my mind and I ran even faster. My myopic eyes were able to make out BLOCK V with the 'L' hanging upside down, written at the top of my hostel block. I sped throught the main door, up the stairs to Room No:37. 
   I fumbled with my keys, kicked the door open and stepped right into my bathroom bucket which I usually keep next to the door. I extracted myself, not before putting a few yogic jackanapes to shame and smearing my vitals with... (more)</description>
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