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माझ्या सर्व गुणी मित्र-मैत्रिणींना दिवाळीच्या हार्दिक शुभेच्छा!
आपण रोजच बाहेर दिवे लावता
आता चार दिवस घरातच दिवे लावा :-)

एका मित्राने फ़ॊरवर्ड केलेलं काही.....

मैत्रीचे कट्टे आजकाल ओस पडतात
कोणी ऒर्कूटवर तर कोणी फ़ेसबुकवर जमतात
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मग चॆटवरच भेटू असं प्रॊमिस होतं
आणि संभाषणातून साईनआऊट केलं जातं

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औषधापेक्षा टेक केयर च्या डोसनेच तापालाही पळायला होतं

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चला तर पूर्वीचे दिवस पुन्हा अनुभवू या
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Quiz Show

Though the movie channels continue to air oft-repeated movies in the prime-time slots, they never fail to air good never-before-seen movies at other times. I watched a bit of one such movie - Quiz Show - last week. It is based on a true story about a fixed quiz show.

There is a scene in which Charles Van Doren (Ralph Fiennes) tells his father that he hasn't found anything which will make him as happy as he was when he used to come home from school and sit down to a plate of cookies and glass of cold milk from the fridge.

I liked that dialogue so much that I searched for it on imdb.com and on the net. But it is not mentioned in the Quotable Quotes from the movie anywhere.

Surprising? Maybe not.

Currently, I am reading a travelogue in Marathi. I came across references to 2 books in it. One is Deceit at Pearl Harbor. This one, written by Ken Landis - lone survivor of Admiral Kimmel's staff - claims that the attack on the harbor wasn't so much of a surprise as the US led the world to believe, but a ploy to enter WW2. Sounds like a conspiracy theory? Who knows? The truth, as they say in X Files, is out there.

The other book is The Third Eye which was supposedly written by a Tibetan monk, who upon later investigation turned out to be an Englishman who had never been to Tibet. And yet, the book continued to be popular.

Hope I will be able to curl up with these books on some rainy afternoon in not-too-distant future :-)