tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post3681084783288561141..comments2023-04-06T04:27:39.936-04:00Comments on The Unswept Corner: Psychological LaggardsCaladriushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01112421306254066971noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-80174624774238781052010-11-03T11:08:22.407-04:002010-11-03T11:08:22.407-04:00I read.I read.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-12930245430898704642010-11-03T12:57:23.400-04:002010-11-03T12:57:23.400-04:00Me too.Me too.Sushanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01112421306254066971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-52016835550761291592010-11-09T10:49:06.548-05:002010-11-09T10:49:06.548-05:00That's a fine muse. All of a sudden, I envy yo...That's a fine muse. All of a sudden, I envy you.Muzik Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12270137883000561102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-87143736410822965422010-11-09T11:41:59.212-05:002010-11-09T11:41:59.212-05:00The muse is an empty page. Everyone has an empty p...The muse is an empty page. Everyone has an empty page. Everyone, often, is an empty page. What is it you envy me for then?Sushanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01112421306254066971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-79473177055534909232010-11-17T06:16:31.238-05:002010-11-17T06:16:31.238-05:00I envy you for being able to notice that empty pag...I envy you for being able to notice that empty page. <br>:)<br><br>Read it again. Along with the Novemeber Rain in A'bad, the lines made my day!Muzik Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12270137883000561102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-82623014569265184142010-11-17T12:57:28.262-05:002010-11-17T12:57:28.262-05:00I am sure you too would notice it, if you were so ...I am sure you too would notice it, if you were so I idle as I am. But then again, would you want to be so idle? I guess not; not you of all people. :)<br><br>More and more now, I find myself believing that nobody would like the stuff I write (like truly believing it, and not just feigning modesty), and more than ever before, it reassures me, now, when I get to know someone liked it. It's a strange feeling, I tell you. Plus I really admire much of what you write, so I'm doubly glad that you liked it. :)<br><br>And what's the thing about Prof. Mathews?Sushanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01112421306254066971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-71539599044410426282010-11-18T05:13:27.693-05:002010-11-18T05:13:27.693-05:00People read you and like you. I would like to remi...People read you and like you. I would like to remind of a fan of yours who went to the extent of copying your writings and modeling himself on his blog, around what he thought is you. :) It's tough to follow you around if you keep moving/go into hiding every now and then! <br><br>Prof. Mathew did his doctorate from TISS in sociology. He shows us how the marketing campaigns, popular mass media content and the advertisements reflect our social structure. He teaches courses like cultural studies, Indian film studies and foreign film studies etc and showcases amazing movies as part of his lectures. <br><br>He is a feminist indeed, but then again of the right kind. <br><br>Glad to know someone still remembers that I used to write and liked it too. Thanks. :)Muzik Divahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12270137883000561102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4611409145460031631.post-68712851227920897442010-11-24T08:09:55.264-05:002010-11-24T08:09:55.264-05:00I love what you write.(You're crazy).I love what you write.<br>(You're crazy).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com