Atanu,
Finally, I suppose Nilanjan brought everything into “perspective”….RED colour floor, BLUE jeans BUT somehow WHITE paint spots on “painter’s legs”…..
discreet question from a distant and detached observer….is the “wool” which you pull over our eyes actually “acrylic”????
And is Milton Friedmann actually “dead”?
Or do “economists” have their own private “heaven”/”hell” where they “retire”, or do they actually come back and torment us all for ever and ever and ever……and ever…….
as always…nomoshkar!
you paint white first and then paint it red and stuck again and call helpline to get the white paint…to paint it white again… is that the irony you are talking about…?? but the point is… who is the helpline … everything relates so much symbolically….. cool pic…
Looks like you got stuck in the corner until the paint dries. Before you start painting, You got to plan where to start and where to end. Now you have enough time to tell all your story of life. LOL. I came across this site while I was googling about Art of Living and I loved it. It doesn’t matter whether you are boy or girl, I would still continue to check on you. LOL.
That’s the story of my life
That’s the difference between wrong and right
But Billy said, both those words are dead
That’s the story of my life
(Lou Reed)
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The Red Corner
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Atanu,
You mean to say that you didnt finish the painting and instead were gossiping on phone
Sigh ! Youth despair me ๐
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Atanu
How come you painted the whole floor red, yet have white paint stains on your jeans? Is that the story of your life? ๐
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Who knows if the zoomed out picture would have shown you the door close to the edge of the photo where this person would have stepped out?
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Atanu,
Finally, I suppose Nilanjan brought everything into “perspective”….RED colour floor, BLUE jeans BUT somehow WHITE paint spots on “painter’s legs”…..
discreet question from a distant and detached observer….is the “wool” which you pull over our eyes actually “acrylic”????
And is Milton Friedmann actually “dead”?
Or do “economists” have their own private “heaven”/”hell” where they “retire”, or do they actually come back and torment us all for ever and ever and ever……and ever…….
as always…nomoshkar!
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ps…how come there is always a help line (fone) for others but never one for me! in a similar situation…
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And it is precisely at these moments that you wish you were Spiderman!! ๐
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Who’s that poor girl in the story of your life?
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The white color she got it when painted the wall. When you paint the floor, it will not fall on your lap.
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I made you to be a – “better dead than red” – sort of a guy.
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Damn! those hippocrite commies everywhere!!
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Finish painting the Anti-Slip Red paint.
Let’s march on the red color. Red is for our shoe dirt only!
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atanu, all this while i have been thinking u’re male, you are female , and you’re hot !!!!!!
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Looks like the lady spilled her lipstick while painting the floor white
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You are not going to believe this. Actually it almost happened to me once….but it was yellow paint. LOL
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you paint white first and then paint it red and stuck again and call helpline to get the white paint…to paint it white again… is that the irony you are talking about…?? but the point is… who is the helpline … everything relates so much symbolically….. cool pic…
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I wouldn’t mind spending time with her in that tight corner!!!
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Looks like you got stuck in the corner until the paint dries. Before you start painting, You got to plan where to start and where to end. Now you have enough time to tell all your story of life. LOL. I came across this site while I was googling about Art of Living and I loved it. It doesn’t matter whether you are boy or girl, I would still continue to check on you. LOL.
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Hehe… funny one ๐
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