<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182</id><updated>2011-11-28T00:30:54.486Z</updated><category term='beginnings'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='6 deg of seperation'/><category term='Terrorism'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Philosophy'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Causes'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Truths'/><category term='Aspirations'/><category term='Expectations'/><category term='Trust'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='Theories'/><category term='World'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='new year'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Ideas'/><category term='Pain'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Changes'/><category term='Wishes'/><category term='Independence'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Butterfly effect'/><category term='Girls'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Experience'/><category term='Advice'/><category term='Men'/><category term='Life'/><category term='rain'/><category term='Relief'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='Love'/><category term='missing'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Peace'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Time'/><category term='Boys'/><category term='stories'/><category term='Baby&apos;s'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Sadness'/><title type='text'>Ab Imo Pectore !!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1083769754469178626</id><published>2011-02-04T06:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-04T06:56:48.790Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Being Happy !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I know lots of people including me who when asked if they think that they are happy with the things happening in their life.. be it with career wise or in their relationships.. the standard response will be not exactly but i wish or think it will be better.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us are trying to chase behind the dream where all our lifes are perfect.. where we don't seem to have any problems in our life. &lt;a href="http://www.successinspired.com/wp-content/uploads/Happiness--Henry-David-Thoreau-Magnet-C11750605.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" id="il_fi" src="http://www.successinspired.com/wp-content/uploads/Happiness--Henry-David-Thoreau-Magnet-C11750605.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Just wishing that getting a promotion at work or getting the latest model car or getting a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;bigger house will automatically make us happy. We just don't realise that once that dream or ambition is fulfilled we automatically replace it with something else. Something much more bigger and much more important or atleast we feel is important to us at that particular point in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Which thus makes us forget what are the things that genuinely makes us feel happy.. really happy about one self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;May be it could be as simple as having a very lazy day.. starting from a lie in on the bed... or to just playing on your X-box. It could be catching up with your spouse and doing things together or meeting up with friends and trying to catch up with them and having a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now when we have finished up with all the mad rush of the new years and where the resolutions are pretty much gone with the wind (&amp;nbsp;i apologise&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to those who are still able to keep up with their resolutions )&amp;nbsp;more less because we couldn't find the time&amp;nbsp;to do things for ourselves&amp;nbsp;in our busy lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have made a small compilations of quotes that i found on the web.. and thought will share them here.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Happiness is not having what you want. It is wanting what you have." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"There is only one way to happiness and that is to cease worrying about things which are beyond the power of our will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Now what ever said and done.. reading this post and going through the quotes.. end of it all.. its all down to our mind state.. and that's something that we choose to do.. i am choosing to be happy let what ever it may be.. what about???&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1083769754469178626?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1083769754469178626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1083769754469178626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1083769754469178626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1083769754469178626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2011/02/being-happy.html' title='Being Happy !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-5513760495496545476</id><published>2011-01-19T11:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-19T11:30:42.494Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Life and memories.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day i got a quote as a forward text from one of my friends.. It read as &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_XZrd-t4Uc/Sw7qLIiH6SI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Lvjd7GuQCq4/s1600/quote,typography,life,quotes,text,frase-5df3a53bf4497e75b9fbd4be277c51bd_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" id="il_fi" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_XZrd-t4Uc/Sw7qLIiH6SI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Lvjd7GuQCq4/s320/quote,typography,life,quotes,text,frase-5df3a53bf4497e75b9fbd4be277c51bd_h.jpg" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;People meet by coincidence.. They spend sweet time together, then God separates them, not to end the story..&amp;nbsp; But to see how much they remember each other.. !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I realised its so true.. All the things that you do together.. be it in friendship..&amp;nbsp; in love.. or committed relationship.. suddenly starts to fade away.. and before you know it.. you think that you have gone away from that person.. just that we never realise that we didnt make the effort to keep things going.. never took the time to remember how things were.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Starting from the most simplest things like one's fav drink.. is it tea or coffee.. to anyother preferneces.. its just all taken granted for.. and never remembered..&amp;nbsp;remembering&amp;nbsp;to wish someone on their&amp;nbsp;birthday.. anniversary.. its all part of the relationship.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To all my friends out there.. this is my way of saying sorry incase i forgot to be there for you.. and over the years if we havent kept in touch.. Hope all's well..Happy reading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-5513760495496545476?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/5513760495496545476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=5513760495496545476' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5513760495496545476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5513760495496545476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-and-memories.html' title='Life and memories.....'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n_XZrd-t4Uc/Sw7qLIiH6SI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Lvjd7GuQCq4/s72-c/quote,typography,life,quotes,text,frase-5df3a53bf4497e75b9fbd4be277c51bd_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-5229081898783832836</id><published>2011-01-12T07:41:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:58:18.340Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Technology in our lifes..</title><content type='html'>Off late i have been travelling quite a bit.. be it for my family or because i wanted to move from one city to another.. but anyways.. whats keeping me in touch with my family and friends while travelling is my mob.. i.e technology..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long gone are the days were i would tell ppl that i am about to board the train and that i leaving for the station and hence will call once i reach the destination. but now days we can be in touch constantly.. we can call each other up... get all the glory details off one's travel then and there starting from if you are having an annoying co-passenger.. to which station you have reached at that particular time of the day.. to what you might eat later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have this very love -hate relationship with this technology.. i love the fact that i can reheat my food in few mins.. i get to record my fav tele soaps in case i miss them or wanna watch them a million times.. i love the fact that i am in touch with my loved ones all the time.. but it also gets me distracted very easily.. especially when i don't want to be distracted..say like now.. i started to write this blog.. and got carried away googling things up on technology and relationships.. hehe funny stuff.. i am pretty sure it has happened to lots of us.. we decided that yes this is what i am going to do .. this is my plan for the day.. but once we log on to the virtual world then all hell break loose.. have to check emails.. reply back to the emails .. off lines.. check on your friends status.. poke each other on face book.. and what not.. and if there's some gossip out.. oh boy we do have to catch up on that.. and yes.. how can i forget.. tweet about them as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what this technology has done is its has taken out the charm one could have a conversation for hours together face to face.. because now we somehow manage to stay in touch all the time.. thus making us feel connected with the other person all the time.. be it how far they are.. everyone is connected to the other..Also now if u want to avoid some one then u don't exactly have to pick up calls or reply back to the texts and you can always blame this back on to the technology. There are one of genuine cases were technology is to be blamed for this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I would still prefer the old fashioned way of keeping in touch.. meeting up for coffee...having long conversations about anything under the sun.. just having able to put a face to the voice or to your chats helps to such an extent that's nothing.. able to see the facial expressions helps more in having the conversation.. because you know for sure if the person is genuinely interested or just pretending to be listening.. because that's what happens sometimes.. we are on the chat or on a call.. and might simultaneously be multi tasking.. and thus we don't even realise if the topic of discussion or conversation was of importance or not.... i know some of u would suggest the video chat but common how many times have u thought i wish the we could just sit and talk instead of having to stare at the computer monitor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways.. i just got distracted for the n'th time while writing this blog... So i think i will just wrap it up.. Hope you guys will let me know what u think.. and mean time.. i have given the link to one of my distractions that i had while googling things up...&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyyyy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vinniev.com/8-comical-ways-how-technology-changed-our-relationships"&gt;http://www.vinniev.com/8-comical-ways-how-technology-changed-our-relationships&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-5229081898783832836?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/5229081898783832836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=5229081898783832836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5229081898783832836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5229081898783832836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2011/01/technology-in-our-lifes.html' title='Technology in our lifes..'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8553945046336789898</id><published>2010-11-16T06:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-16T06:59:40.501Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;here's a saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;" Fate chooses your relations, but you choose your friends " - Jacques Delille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And this is so true.. you do not have a control on who your relations are.. even if you don't like them you still have to bear with them as they are part of your family . But Friends well they are different. They are the one of the most important choices that we make.They make it worth living for. Giving you new direction , hope and also sometimes the needed badgering to get on with things in your life. They in lots of ways contribute in our life's knowingly or unknowingly.Is there a more comfortable company than the company of friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In my experience there is more to friendship. Its an exception to the rule where both comfort and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; don't usually go together. But in the safety of one's friends we always seem to do test our limits. It is often a platform of challenge and helps us in facing the truth about oneself. Who else but a friend can give you a smile and also give you a skeptical look with a raised eyebrow? The endless &lt;/span&gt;" &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know what you are up to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; " &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and not saying the words&lt;/span&gt; " &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i told you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but you do realise thats what they should be saying to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Most friends be it at whatever age or time of one's life brings gives us that necessary encouragement , the courage for doing things. It is said that certain people come in to your life for certain reasons and purposes and there fore you shouldn't take people for granted, especially friends; however old the friendship may be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hence this is dedicated to all my friends who have come into my life.. however long or short the period may be. Thank you for coming into my life :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8553945046336789898?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8553945046336789898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8553945046336789898' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8553945046336789898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8553945046336789898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3084752777252153477</id><published>2010-01-21T21:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T23:04:13.043Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Someone .. Somewhere... !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Somewhere there is someone that dreams of your smile, and finds in your presence that life is worthwhile, so when you are lonely remember it's true, someone somewhere is thinking of you !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Just makes one wonder if its really true.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;I read this post written by Lena ( must say that was the first post that i have read in ages.. ) and it got me thinking.. its so true.. that we sometimes wonder.. about things.. the people we care about.. we are so close to.. our life.. be it career or family.. but finally one ends up thinking.. does that special someone think and feel the same way about us as we feel about them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.adventurepostoffice.com/cards/thoughts/th017.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 350px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;I have heard ppl say .. oh so you are in love.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;hnnm do u want to be in love????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Letting someone inside you .. in your heart and allowing them to know you .. who you really are??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;Making yourselves vulnerable to that person.. who knows how to cut through all your defenses and walls that you have built up to protect yourselves.. from getting hurt.. because thats all we are worried about at the end of the day.. getting hurt.. by the one person who we trust the most.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;And the answer is yes.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330000;"&gt;I'm posting lyrics of a song Someone Somewhere by Jason Reeves.. ( I deleted few lines though.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Someone is waiting&lt;br /&gt;Someone who understands exactly how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Exactly how you feel..&lt;br /&gt;Someone is dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Someone is hoping just that this will be the day&lt;br /&gt;That this will be the day..&lt;br /&gt;That you take your eyes off the ground&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;And see that someone is looking right&lt;br /&gt;Back at you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that someone's me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Lovers, strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Maybe it's chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's hard to see that someone is the right one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Nobody's perfect no one really knows the truth&lt;br /&gt;All we've got's a point of view..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;There's too many questions and too many reasons not to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;But you should take your eyes off the ground&lt;br /&gt;Out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;And see that someone is looking right&lt;br /&gt;Back at you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Where ya gonna go from here??&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything you need's out there&lt;br /&gt;And you can have it if you dare&lt;br /&gt;If you dare&lt;br /&gt;There's someone somewhere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Take care..happy searching  :) !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; 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Somewhere... !!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-2776351866527659189</id><published>2009-09-15T13:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T13:53:35.755+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Butterfly effect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Butterfly Effect..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://anthonydoes.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/butterfly-effect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 327px;" src="http://anthonydoes.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/butterfly-effect.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2  style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Butterfly Effect...How Your  Life Matters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt; by Andy Andrews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Not long ago, I finally told the story of when, at the age of twenty-three, homeless and scared, I was given guidance in a most unusual fashion by an old man named Jones. What the old man told me did nothing less than change my life and my future. He said..."With a little perspective you can live a life of permanent purpose."&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I asked what he meant, the old man answered with a question. "Do you sometimes find yourself unconsciously judging your actions by level of importance?" I frowned a bit, not certain I understood. "For instance, "he continued, "the time you spend with friends is important, but the time you spend with family, is more important. You might rank an hour fishing as very important, thirty minutes visiting a sick friend in the hospital much more important than the fishing, and a sixty second conversation with a convenience store clerk as not very important at all."&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I nodded my understanding and he returned to his initial point. "When you know that everything matters - that every move counts as much as any other - you will begin living a life of permanent purpose. A life of permanent purpose will make you a better parent, a better spouse, and a more valuable friend. Your productivity and financial success will soar to new heights while the old days of uncertainty, doubt, and depression fade into the past."&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Of course, that conversation with Jones changed me. But even more, it became the guiding force that produced the kind of speaker and author I have become. You see, I understand fully that my very value as an author and speaker must ultimately be judged by the success you achieve. And as I consult with companies or speak to organizations and teams, I am keenly aware that much of my client's (your) ability to succeed beyond imagination depends upon my ability to prove this very concept!&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When a sales organization sees proof that casual conversations in town matter just as much as an arranged meeting with a major prospect -&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When the second string right-guard sees proof that his every action on and off the field, whether he plays or not, is as critical to the team's successful season as everything the starting quarterback does -&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When a teenager sees and understands proof that every choice made in leisure today will affect the choices that will be available to him in more pressing times ahead -&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When one lives a life of permanent purpose, sales figures soar, team chemistry thrives, and teenage decisions become wiser and more cautious. And these are just a few examples of what will happen... Simply put, when we understand that every action matters, every result of our actions immediately improves!&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In these pages, I know you will find hope and direction for yourself, but I am most excited that you will now be equipped to lead others to their own life of permanent purpose! My hope for our families, our places of worship, our businesses, our nation, and our world is an incredible life of permanent purpose that can be achieved when at last we understand: Every move we make and every action we take, matters not just for us, but for all of us...and for all time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-2776351866527659189?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/2776351866527659189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=2776351866527659189' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2776351866527659189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2776351866527659189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/09/butterfly-effect.html' title='The Butterfly Effect..'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1751369884011942135</id><published>2009-05-06T12:02:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:31:31.302+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Forgiveness and Trust  !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Trust is both important and dangerous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; It is important because it allows us to form relationships with others and to depend on others—for love, for advice, for help . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Trust always involves the risk that the trusted person (hereafter, the “trustee”) will not pull through for the trusting person (hereafter, the “truster”). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If the truster could guarantee that the trustee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; pull through, then the truster would have no need to trust that person. The truster therefore cannot assume, while trusting, that the trustee will do what s/he is trusted to do because the trustee has no legitimate choice in the matter. Since people often can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; whether to pull through for us, we often need to trust them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Trusting someone, no matter what your relationship to them, is taking a hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SgFz7P1I1zI/AAAAAAAACJE/AoDUpE3C7Bo/s1600-h/trust2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 394px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SgFz7P1I1zI/AAAAAAAACJE/AoDUpE3C7Bo/s200/trust2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332670895482263346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ge leap of faith and is very difficult to do. Everyone has some degree and level of trust issues. And each person allows their trust issues to color the way they see the world around them, not just in relationships. It's hard to know if you can trust someone even a little bit, and trying to decide whether or not to trust someone is difficult at best, impossible at worst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When we have been hurt by a person close to us, how do we let go of resentment, forgive, and rebuild trust? I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;t's important to understand that letting go of resentment is something we can do regardless of whether the other person takes responsibility for his/her actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Letting go of resentment can be achieved by personal journaling or by finding a compassionate and empathic friend who will listen to your story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;But can you forgive the other person? Forgiving depends on your understanding the feelings and motives of the person that hurt you, and making sure that the other person understands how you were affected. Now to rebuild the trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I may be able to let go of resentment, I may come to understand the other person and forgive him/her, but if I do not see evidence of this willingness to make changes, it may not be possible for me to trust that person again.Rebuilding trust is a gradual process that can take weeks, months, or sometimes even years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;or it is mutual trust, even more than mutual interest that holds human associations together. Our friends seldom profit us but they make us feel safe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A human being is only interesting if he's in contact with himself. I learned you have to trust yourself, be what you are, and do what you ought to do the way you should do it. You have got to discover you, what you do, and trust it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I am adding a Poem written by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mehr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; called Trust [ which made me think and write about trust and forgiveness , thanks Mehr :-)  ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Suddenly I find myself in this scorching summer heat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In the middle of a desert.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the earth refusing to be kind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The sun glaring at me with cruel eyes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Devoid of all softness, your comforting presence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Everything that I felt homely... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;is gone now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Worshipping idols, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;having faith in their stone cold hearts&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I fell astray from the reality...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The reality of God&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The reality of the kind angels&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The motherhood of nature&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And the comfort of family....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You made me deny all for you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And then... you denied me....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm astray... searching for life once again&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A long, lonely road ahead of me....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;O mama, come hold me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Papa, scold me for who I have been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Come back and love me....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I feel so indignified.... all the ugliness inside me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Make me cry and let me wash them away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be the baby girl in your arms mama&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The little girl you loved so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I want to be your pride papa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The little girl who spread wonders when she smiled...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-style: italic; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A long way to go... this is just the beginning&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But in this life.. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We cannot always have what we yearn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter how much we love it so...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Trust can be the hardest thing you'll ever do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;font-family:'Times New Roman';" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1751369884011942135?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1751369884011942135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1751369884011942135' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1751369884011942135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1751369884011942135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/05/forgiveness-and-trust.html' title='Forgiveness and Trust  !!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SgFz7P1I1zI/AAAAAAAACJE/AoDUpE3C7Bo/s72-c/trust2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-93856508870670793</id><published>2009-03-29T20:08:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:33:45.627+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>New Beginning   !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aminus3.s3.amazonaws.com/image/g0007/u00006211/i00181761/29963dc8d4b62458483d3cca6c3832a4_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 656px; height: 404px;" src="http://aminus3.s3.amazonaws.com/image/g0007/u00006211/i00181761/29963dc8d4b62458483d3cca6c3832a4_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you could feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;My arms about you tight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;Holding you up close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All thru out the night&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you could hear me say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;All you need to hear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;As I tell you of my love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;Whispered soft against your ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aminus3.s3.amazonaws.com/image/g0007/u00006211/i00181761/29963dc8d4b62458483d3cca6c3832a4_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;All the words you said to me&lt;br /&gt;                That seemed to be so true&lt;br /&gt;                Were nothing but thoughtless lies&lt;br /&gt;              That I thought would never come from you&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;They seemed so real and seemed so true&lt;br /&gt;                I was begining to think&lt;br /&gt;                That I was in love &lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lovepoemsworld.com/poems/broken-heart.php#"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:13;color:#b00000;"   &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But I should have known that it was all an act&lt;br /&gt;                That I was just another part&lt;br /&gt;                Just another girl to add&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;To your list of broken hearts&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And yes I still Love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;Yes I still Care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;br /&gt;But Trust is essential&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is not there&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; so many times a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lately those tears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; have been fading away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; but I'm getting back my life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;I've even managed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; to put away the knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Do I still love you?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Yes, I do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but another part of me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; is getting over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am hoping that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; my brighter day&lt;br /&gt;soon will come&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;maybe, just maybe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find that special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-93856508870670793?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/93856508870670793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=93856508870670793' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/93856508870670793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/93856508870670793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning   !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1128235321039695606</id><published>2009-03-08T14:12:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:21:58.080Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls'/><title type='text'>What I think ...... !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freerelationshipdating.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/dating_picture-300x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;In the past few weeks all I have been hearing from my friends and close ones are statements like ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"God , What's wrong ? Why doesn't he understand what I'm trying to say.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"I thought.. it was all going great.. and then this happened.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"It happened out of no where.. I didn't have a clue that this was about to happen ... To me "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"God.. I feel like such a fool..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Am sure most of us have had these kind of thoughts and feelings when it comes to the special someone or a close friend.. and we end up going.. Why ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;What does the person really expect of us ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And this is what most of my guy friends ask me.. Well I thought let me just write something about it.. Hopefully if possible give some insights ( If i can that is....and plus I don't wanna give away all our secrets now.. would I ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://mountcope.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/healthy-relationship-hearts-11.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 319px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Other day i came across &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;this Post from Still Thinking.. and her recent post titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stillthinkingandnoqualms.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-women.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;We , the women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; Its giving a small insight the way we women think.. And it is so true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes we really don't know what we want.. or why exactly we want certain things .. but just that we want it. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I am confusing you already aren't I. Hehe sorry that's how we are :).. or in this case I'm. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now what is it that keeps any relationship healthy..?? Well this is what I think are important for any kind of relationship.. for it to go on smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;There is this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Mutual respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; : Respect in a relationship means that each person values what the other person is and understands it .. and would never challenge it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Then comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Trust&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Say you happen to talk to some other random guy and your BF passes by or vice versa.. Yes there might be some jealousy.. but then that's a natural emotion. How one deals with it, that's entirely a different ball game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;This is where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Honesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; plays a big role. This goes hand in hand with Trust because it is tough to trust someone when one of you isn't being honest about things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Support&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.. Its not only in bad times that you need the support.. you still would like someone to be with you when you are at the top of the world and feeling good about what has happened . Some people don't know how to handle the good things.. they will be there for giving you the shoulder to cry on but not otherwise.. and vice versa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.ba/slike/9423.253987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.ba/slike/9423.253987.jpg" alt="" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Communication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;.. The most vital of the lot.. Yes men and women don't seem to speak the same language or think the same way.. but then that's why one has to talk in order to understand what the other person is trying to tell you. And in case if you need to think about it before you talk it out then the person will appreciate you letting them know about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Now coming back to the statements and this whole being in the relationship thing.. One would wonder why people understand what they really want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Is it because one's wants ( or the priorities )  changes as time goes by ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Because most of the time.. everyone is so easy to be around with.. Just our normal self's.. But then something happens.. and we go in to they Hyper mode.. Well for girls at least we always have the excuse of PMS ( plz guys don't ask me what that is.. can't explain :P ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But what excuse do the guys have ? ( will love to hear about this one.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I have known instances when I have been introduced to people and to laugh at them. I know its rude. Its not that I'm perfect either I do have my flaws. But then I think I don't emphasis on my flaws as much as the other person had. It could just be the way they say certain words.. or their laugh.. And you just find it hilarious. ( I think I'm more like the Chandler from Friends who has to comment on things that he sees . )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;A small tip for all my male friends out there. The best thing that you can do if you are in a relationship and would like to understand the woman is to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; . Whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;remembering her birthday or something that you guys had spoken about a while back because when you remember it shows that you care enough to tell it back to her. And that means you were paying attention to her . I am sure if we ask our parents especially our dad's they will tell us the same thing. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Because any time a man forgets .. woman feels that he doesn't care enough about her.Even though the guy must have showed her how he cares for her in different other ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And most men ( after the long conversations that I have had been the agony aunt for few of my friends ) they love the straightforwardness when we talk.. and they like their women to be confident .. they like to take care of their women how much ever we say that we are independent this is one way of them showing their chivalry .. so we need to deal with it.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I shall wait to see what you guys think.. :) chao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;P:S I am also including a post that my friend  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karthik&lt;/span&gt; had written couple of months back and I think thats another beautiful narration of what I was trying to tell here. Plz follow this link. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://kartzonline.blogspot.com/2008/05/magma-forge-ramifications-of-rage.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I hope you will either leave comments over there or here about your views about the same. Thank you :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1128235321039695606?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1128235321039695606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1128235321039695606' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1128235321039695606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1128235321039695606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-think.html' title='What I think ...... !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-4416001755302059546</id><published>2009-03-03T13:30:00.014Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:06:49.231Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Think of ...........me !!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Another addition to my random thoughts.. I am sure everyone has does this..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on there wouldn't be one single person who at some point or the other just sat back and thought about what is happening in his/her life and how one can plan ahead. Or sometimes just randomly think about things which is no way connected to our mundane life.. but still we do that..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Just think about it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boilsandblindingtorment.com/cards/drucard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 406px; height: 216px;" src="http://www.boilsandblindingtorment.com/cards/drucard.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;considering this is part of my random thoughts.. that shows how much i do think ... :)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some one asks you .. especially when you have this lost or blank face.. all you say to them is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Oh I was just thinking.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; and if the next question was what about.. Then the immediate reply will be.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Nothing.. "&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am doing a post on Think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N why the title.. Well I love this song from - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it goes likes as follows &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;( PS: this has got just Christine Da'ae's lyrics )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.raisindesign.co.uk/prints/images/young_girl_thinking-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.raisindesign.co.uk/prints/images/young_girl_thinking-d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Think of me, think of me fondly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;when we've said goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember me once in a while -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;please promise me you'll try.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you find that, once again,&lt;br /&gt;you long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;to take your heart&lt;br /&gt;back and be free -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;if you ever find a moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;spare a thought for me&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never said our love was evergreen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;or as unchanging as the sea -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you can still remember&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop and think of me . . .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've shared and seen -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;don't think about the things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which might have been . . .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of me, think of me&lt;br /&gt;waking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;silent and resigned.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me, trying too hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;to put you from my mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall those days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;look&lt;br /&gt;back on all those times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.mynicespace.com/246/24617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 238px;" src="http://i.mynicespace.com/246/24617.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of the things we'll never do -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will never be a day,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I won't think of you . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Flowers fades,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fruits of summer fade,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have their seasons,&lt;br /&gt;so do we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but please promise me,&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;you will think of me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And finally finishing off with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few quotes &lt;/span&gt;that I have found .. &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="body" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We must always think about things, and we must think about things as they are, not as they are said to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( Hnmmm well.. u see.. :P )&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="body" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( This one .. i completely agree upon )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="body" &gt;"Men think about women. Women think about what men think about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; ( OK may be not always.. :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:times new roman;" class="body" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What you think about when you don't have to think, shows what you really are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( Don't know does it.. !!! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;h1 face="times new roman" size="12px" style="margin: 0pt; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant."&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gotchaaaa !!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That's all for now.. Now I will go back to my thinking  and wait to see what you guys have thought about this.. :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;chaoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-4416001755302059546?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/4416001755302059546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=4416001755302059546' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4416001755302059546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4416001755302059546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-of-me.html' title='Think of ...........me !!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-6750802229681346542</id><published>2009-02-21T16:22:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:31:17.514Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Causes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>Culture.. Ha! Surely ,You Jest !</title><content type='html'>Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Karthik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uff&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kartz&lt;/span&gt; and I have written an combined post on the various culture and religious difference that we are getting to see around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been posted on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kartz&lt;/span&gt; blog Contorted Reality under the same title : &lt;a href="http://kartzonline.blogspot.com/2009/02/culture-ha-surely-you-jest.html"&gt;Culture.. Ha! Surely , You Jest !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologise before hand for the odd profanity being used in the post :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see your views about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-6750802229681346542?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/6750802229681346542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=6750802229681346542' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6750802229681346542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6750802229681346542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/02/culture-ha-surely-you-jest.html' title='Culture.. Ha! Surely ,You Jest !'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-428437903763155186</id><published>2009-02-19T13:37:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:59:42.057Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>The A B C's of Feelings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 330px; height: 203px;" alt="" src="http://www.myjanee.com/gallery/drawings/feelings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Ok dont ask me what exactly got me into writing about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. but here I am writing about it..[ Or the real reason being this was in my drafts for a while and i thought.. let me just post it anyways :P ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is such a weird word if I could say that because anything and everything one needs to describe about one's emotion you have to say &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I feel ..&lt;/span&gt; " &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I felt.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be it &lt;em&gt;experience&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;em&gt; intution&lt;/em&gt; about that particular thing.. But end of the day its the feel that you get about that thing.. How much ever you don't want to or want to.. You just &lt;em&gt;can't seem to get rid of this feeling..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/epa1627l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 298px; height: 323px;" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/epa1627l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The other day one of my friends was advising me about something.. which according to her I wasn't supposed to be doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Why .. well the reason was her &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GUT FEELING&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Well there you go, one has again come up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;the feel of the things.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Now I read somewhere.. ( can't remember where though ) that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;feelings are our natural responses to our thoughts and intentions&lt;/span&gt;. So that means its some kind of a feedback mechanism based on our thoughts and intentions i.e we automatically feel good if things are going according to plan and we obviously feel bad when it isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Anyways I just thought of these lines ( sometime back .. i just randomly put them together.. so sorry if it sounds a bit here n there .. ). Hehe thats why all this introduction for the lines which is coming next.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I have many feelings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;that i keep inside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;some sad n some happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;just because i don't tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc71.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/187/9/3/Yesterday__s_Feelings_by_littlemewhatever.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 238px; height: 314px;" alt="" src="http://fc71.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/187/9/3/Yesterday__s_Feelings_by_littlemewhatever.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n i do pretend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;does that mean everything is all right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I always wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;why do we have tears ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;even when we are happy or sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;You think you know everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;especially how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Did you know that I was sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;feeling lonely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;miserable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;This is all so real..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;what's inside me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;But I do know this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;coz there is something with in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;which says.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;there is hope after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;because tomm is another brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: Random thoughts guys.. just having lots of things goin on my mind right now.. Well do let me know what u think about my rant.. or the feel :) chao &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS : An interesting quote that I just came across.. Felt it was apt for my post.. It goes as follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sometimes when I say "Oh I'm fine . " I want someone to look me in the eye and say " Tell the truth ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-428437903763155186?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/428437903763155186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=428437903763155186' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/428437903763155186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/428437903763155186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/02/a-b-cs-of-feelings.html' title='The A B C&apos;s of Feelings...'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3261356911414876176</id><published>2009-02-17T19:55:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:33:42.888Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>More Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pocketpicks.co.uk/latest/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/thunder-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 490px; height: 339px;" src="http://www.pocketpicks.co.uk/latest/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/thunder-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;You always hurt the one you love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;She didn't remember who told her this.. but then now she finally realised what it means and how it felt..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;the pain.. the hurt.. the anger.. the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; .. the frustration.. and all the memories.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Why did it have to be now.. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially now... when she was moving on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;She knew her past would come back to haunt her.. Considering she had never had a closure from it.But then she thought that she had moved on..forgotten all about the past and had let go all of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;But why did one single phone call change it all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Why does it have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" href="http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/12/rain.html"&gt;RAIN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; always when you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; a bad news.. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Rachel knew she had to face it all.. She had to tell Alice what had happened. Probably Alice would know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Later on that night she poured it all out to Alice .. Outside the rain and thunder continuing and Rachel was feeling much calmer now.She knew she had to listen to Alice's advice and call him up and speak to him face to face. Listen to and talk to him about things. And then yes finally she can move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;YES!!!!!! She was now ready to face Sean .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;YES,  she would call him back and agree to meet him.. Hopefully  this would be the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;The chance to explain why she ran away from him .. from her life at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:S Sorry guys for not being quite regular on your blogs . Will catch up on them . Hope you all had a lovely valentine's day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-3261356911414876176?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/3261356911414876176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=3261356911414876176' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3261356911414876176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3261356911414876176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-rain.html' title='More Rain'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-4999814710899362065</id><published>2009-02-01T21:03:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:39:41.383Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>He says ... She says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.padmaali.com/couplesTherapy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 297px;" src="http://www.padmaali.com/couplesTherapy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;He Says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think with Valentine's Day coming right around the corner I would condone any relationship that sets hearts fluttering. But that is incorrect in this particular situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Frankly, I agree whole heartedly with your friends and I would be there right along with them in teasing you about this apparent crush that is not only a year younger, but also the same age as your little brother...Chew on that for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Now I'm sorry if I'm coming off a little rude here, don't get me wrong, I enjoy it when people catch that love bug in the air. I'm not that cold- hearted either to shoot down your idea so quickly. I have a significant other and I know how easy it is to want to jump into something when you are attracted to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;However, I have a few things I think you should take into account before making up your mind on this matter. Not only is this boy a year younger than you, but on top of that he is only in seventh grade. There may only be a year difference, but the maturity level between an eighth grader and a seventh grader is enormous. Especially when you consider that girls are known to mature much quicker than boys. Don't get me wrong, dating someone younger is not a crime. In college it is completely acceptable and even in high school under most circumstances. But let the boy grow up first! He is way too young, and if you did start to date him think about the way high school kids would make fun of you for dating an eighth grader. Sorry, it's not going to work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Andrew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66ff;"&gt;She Says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you having second thoughts? Who do you want to please -- yourself or your friends? If you say yes, and decide to go out with this guy, your friends will have no choice but to accept your decision. If they are unable to accept your decision and tease you, you may realize that your friends aren't really that good of friends to you.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.romance-fire.com/pictures/loving%20couples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 210px;" src="http://www.romance-fire.com/pictures/loving%20couples.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends should be able to accept you unconditionally and want for you what makes you happy. If they do not, I wonder what they do want. Could they be jealous of the attention you are receiving from this guy?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It is quite common and acceptable for girls to date older guys, so why is it unacceptable to date younger guys? I think you should follow your hearts and feelings. You can't tell your friends who to like and they can't tell you, but you can tell them that you need their support and request that they stop the teasing.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I suggest you give yourself permission to say yes and to stop worrying about what other people think. No one can live your life for you; you've got to take charge of your own life. Good luck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Sue&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;P:S : This is an old article from The Hindu which I came across again online. And it is so apt for the beginning of this month. Hope you guys liked it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-4999814710899362065?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/4999814710899362065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=4999814710899362065' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4999814710899362065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4999814710899362065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-says-she-says.html' title='He says ... She says...'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-6342085116797095626</id><published>2009-01-23T16:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:31:00.266Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>End of Love !!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u83/jst8761/lv/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 518px;" src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u83/jst8761/lv/love3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If love is nothing&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;Illusion of the heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me live in this dream forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me believe still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;That you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't wake me up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to dream like that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wake me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to sing my song&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-6342085116797095626?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/6342085116797095626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=6342085116797095626' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6342085116797095626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6342085116797095626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/01/end-of-love.html' title='End of Love !!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u83/jst8761/lv/th_love3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-4475573535663703427</id><published>2009-01-19T23:30:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:02:20.710Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginnings'/><title type='text'>New year.. New beginnings... !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hello all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Hope everyone is having a rocking new year.. and a great start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;This is my new and improvised blog..  improvised only in the template sense.. Hope you all like it.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I just realised that I haven't posted any quotes for a while.. So I thought I should post something about all the new beginnings that we all have made.. be it new year resolutions or otherwise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;So here they go... they are in no order..  did try my best to make it sound as if its in a continuous flow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ronsmid.com/images/photos_med/a_new_beginning_101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 229px;" src="http://www.ronsmid.com/images/photos_med/a_new_beginning_101.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning , but anyone can start today and make a new ending."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind. But keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world, its the beginning of a new life. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Remember today , for it is the beginning of always. Today marks the start of a brave new future filled with all your dreams can hold. Think truly to the future and make those dreams come true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best thing about the future is that it comes only one day at a time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P:S .Sorry still trying to catch up on every one's posts n comments.. Thank you all for the new year wishes.. and once again a very happy new year.. Now i shall wait for your comments.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-4475573535663703427?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/4475573535663703427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=4475573535663703427' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4475573535663703427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4475573535663703427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-beginnings.html' title='New year.. New beginnings... !!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-4171196025076995073</id><published>2008-12-29T23:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:39:13.572Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2008...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry all for not catching up on your blogs or replying back to the comments you have made for my posts. Will surely catch up with you all soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But in the mean time I wish you all a very Happy and Prosperous New Year. Hope all of you have a wonderful year ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blog.sajithm.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/HappyNewYear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 333px;" src="http://blog.sajithm.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/12/HappyNewYear.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-4171196025076995073?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/4171196025076995073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=4171196025076995073' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4171196025076995073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4171196025076995073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-2008.html' title='Bye Bye 2008...'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1385617901080119692</id><published>2008-12-11T20:42:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:12:54.564Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SUF7VNRfHjI/AAAAAAAACDQ/JDwPumQwFg4/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SUF7VNRfHjI/AAAAAAAACDQ/JDwPumQwFg4/s400/rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278635842525404722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Her bags were packed. She didn't know what was left for her here. Everything had come crashing down like the  heavy rain . Nothing was the same any more. Her whole world that she believed in had come crashing down on her. She just had to move away from this place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;"I should probably call up  Alice ( her childhood friend ) once I reach London and ask if I could crash at her place. For how long.. Well nothing's planned and neither was this ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;As soon as Rachel reached London she called Alice who told her to come over to her's with out  even any seconds thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Alice was really worried about Rachel .When she saw Rachel at her door step she was completely shattered . She still remembered her friend who was always so lively , the life of every party.Now hardly anyone knew if she was in the same room. She was just a ghost of her old self , so dull so lifeless. The laughter had gone away completely just sadness in her eyes. Something had seriously gone wrong in her friends life and she wanted to know what it was. But Rachel didn't wanna talk about it yet.  What had gone so wrong that made her change so much?&lt;br /&gt;And she even started hating rain. The gurl who loved to play in the rain , used to find excuses to play and run around the country side was just avoiding it. She just couldn't figure out what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;As months went by. Alice starts to sees the glimpses of old Rachel now and again .  The occasional laughter , the chatter. Rachel had even got a job in a reputed fashion company. Things were seeming to settle down. And then it was all ruined ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;It had started to rain again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: It's my first attempt to write a short story for the &lt;a href="http://weandwords.blogspot.com/"&gt;Writer's Lounge&lt;/a&gt;. Posting it here before I go ahead and put it up there :) Do let me know your views :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1385617901080119692?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1385617901080119692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1385617901080119692' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1385617901080119692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1385617901080119692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/12/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SUF7VNRfHjI/AAAAAAAACDQ/JDwPumQwFg4/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7723952947189250264</id><published>2008-12-06T20:17:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:03:23.506Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Award Time !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It is almost the end of the year.. and so much has happened.. From making new friends and seeing so much of blood shed.. from the Olympics to the problems in Tibet.. and to the recent terrorist attacks.. So much has happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I thought this would be a nice time to acknoweldge all my blogger friends how much difference they have made to me.. the way I think and for being there.. Because even though we haven't met all of us are someway or the other part of each others life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you for all for being part of my life ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I have got a list of awards that I would like to dedicate .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Some of these awards that I have recieved from fellow bloggers which I would like to pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( and also its long over due )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;First one is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Arte y Pico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;" award &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This award was created for bloggers who inspire others with their creativity and their t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrfESZaujI/AAAAAAAACCI/lZ32STUYRHE/s1600-h/arte--y-pico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrfESZaujI/AAAAAAAACCI/lZ32STUYRHE/s320/arte--y-pico.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276775178168875570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;alents, also for contributing to the blogging world in whatever medium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I had recieved this from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://keyboardsculpturer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Man in the painting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I would like to dedicate this to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keshi &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://kartzonline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kartz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://pink-loves-brown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mehreen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://teline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://it-is-all-my-world.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Also I would like to dedicate it back to MIP coz ur truly inspiring.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrispXyL2I/AAAAAAAACCY/vz28QM6syic/s1600-h/RockinRiter_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 184px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrispXyL2I/AAAAAAAACCY/vz28QM6syic/s320/RockinRiter_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276779170065690466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The next award is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;RockinRiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I dedicate this to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://thesolitarywriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://yembeeyae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandeep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://soulintoxicated.com/"&gt;The Lover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://justrajesh.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rajesh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://beetlejuice357.wordpress.com/"&gt;Pretha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://sunshine-miracle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Preety&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; ( when she write's :P )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://chaggoholicz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chirag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://wearepositive.blogspot.com/"&gt;Positive Thinking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The next award is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Lovely blogger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;award which goes to all the ppl mentioned above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://anonymouslyyours.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://chotonscorner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anurag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 157px; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrkOPOuycI/AAAAAAAACCg/0BM7c_z330M/s320/lovely+blogger_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276780846675577282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://awesomesprings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shajji  &lt;/a&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://basicallythejobless.blogspot.com/"&gt;Barath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://plainjane4u.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://everydaygyaan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Corrine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://theregoesathought.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shantanu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://ididitmahway.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shruti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://tete-a-tete-today.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suhani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.stillthinkingandnoqualms.blogspot.com/"&gt;Still thinking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://viciousbubble.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sweet torment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;As you guys have made me and my writings feel worthwhile.. So thank you all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And last I would like to give the Award called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Blogger Friends Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;awarded to me by Keshi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrnPiQE_AI/AAAAAAAACCo/nyN-25Djf2U/s1600-h/BFF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrnPiQE_AI/AAAAAAAACCo/nyN-25Djf2U/s320/BFF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276784167496252418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is for the ppl who I have found on the blogger site and some way or the other have become a part of my life as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Cess, Keshi , Kartz , Stephen , Pretha , Anish , Sandeep , Rajesh , Preety and Shajji .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Thank you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Congrats all. Thank you once again for being there :). Hope all of you are having a lovely weekend. I'm still in the process of catching up on ur blogs.. So hopefully I should be checking them out soon.. Ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7723952947189250264?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7723952947189250264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7723952947189250264' title='53 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7723952947189250264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7723952947189250264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/12/award-time.html' title='Award Time !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/STrfESZaujI/AAAAAAAACCI/lZ32STUYRHE/s72-c/arte--y-pico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>53</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7462580811942087123</id><published>2008-11-30T11:54:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-30T12:31:30.564Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrorism'/><title type='text'>Mumbai's 9/11</title><content type='html'>The luxurious Taj Mahal Palace, the Gateway is a potent symbol of old and new India. But last week these icons of the Mumbai cityscape earned a new horrific significance as terrorists used them to strike a blow? Was it all part of the global jihad against the West? And since it happened in Mumbai makes it even more promising to make it a headline as it is an emerging power in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impact has indeed been instant and extensive, reaching into the worlds of politics, business and even sport, and on all levels - internationally, regionally and nationally in India. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Alex Chamberlain, a sports website director who escaped from the hotel through a fire exit. The militants ordered everyone upstairs, told them to put their hands up and asked if there were any British or Americans, he said. "My friend said to me: 'Don't be a hero, don't say you are British'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does that mean that this is a direct retaliation towards the American and British citizens. Has this got to do anything with the fact that these are the powerful nations in the world who are a constant threats to al-Qaeda or any such organisation and there very existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions are also raised on the security system and the intelligence of India. Considering Mumabai being the financial hub of the nation and the targets were landmarks with in the country , the group of terrorists had their homework done quite well. They were thus prepared to fight till there last breath and not give up. So question being who has trained them ? Considering these kind of operations takes months or years of training and research . So how have people have had such a security lapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India is a big and vast nation and it is surrounded by sea on 3 sides and thus making it a prey for easy access. So what would be the measures taken to make sure that this doesnot get repeated again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India has been fighting terrorism for a long time now. But the attack that began Wednesday night, when armed men got off boats at the tourist hub of Gateway of India and targeted 10 landmark locations, ended across the road at the heritage Taj Mahal Palace and Tower Hotel Thursday morning in a hail of bullets and blasts took more than 60 hours to end , an hostage situation which was one of its kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many countries are now looking into their own internal securities because no one was prepared for such kind of well planned attacks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone is saying &lt;br /&gt;The terror trauma has ended, but the anguish for many has just begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7462580811942087123?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7462580811942087123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7462580811942087123' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7462580811942087123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7462580811942087123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/11/mumbais-911.html' title='Mumbai&apos;s 9/11'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3931837916184322360</id><published>2008-11-20T13:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:09:33.678Z</updated><title type='text'>Going away !!!</title><content type='html'>Hi All ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I wont be in the blogger world for a couple of weeks. As you would have already noticed that I haven't been able to visit your blogs lately.&lt;br /&gt;Am sorry about that. I am a bit tied up with my research and going away for that.Will be back by end of this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will see you all soon and catch up on your blogs then.&lt;br /&gt;Till then you all do take care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P:S Keshi hope you are back .&lt;br /&gt;And Cecile did you get the tickets??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-3931837916184322360?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/3931837916184322360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=3931837916184322360' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3931837916184322360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3931837916184322360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/11/going-away.html' title='Going away !!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-4144501255011465175</id><published>2008-11-11T09:40:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T16:45:06.491Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>True love !!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;What is True love???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CATKESA%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt; 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	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In most cases we think:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;this is true love&lt;/span&gt;, when in fact it’s not. But then if this ain’t love than what is? There are plenty of things that we confuse with love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v51/MarieAlice/Blog%20pictures/KT061Love-is-Spoken-Here-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 253px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v51/MarieAlice/Blog%20pictures/KT061Love-is-Spoken-Here-Posters.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It could be just the basic instinct. The feelings can be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;passionate and crazy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but in fact &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;both people may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; want only sex. And after it all the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; misunderstanding starts&lt;/span&gt;, and once infatuated lovers will find out that they have&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;nothing in common and sometimes they don’t even know what to talk with each other&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another variant is when people &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;lack support, care and attention to their person or they just scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; to stay single&lt;/span&gt;. Being with someone can be a habit when one&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;simply got used to the other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It can either be a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sick addiction or some self-interest&lt;/span&gt;. People call all these types of relationship love just by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;istake or trying to conceal the true nature of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But then what does real love look and feel like? Maybe it’s when two people seem to know each other for ages and even in their previous lives. They can go on &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;talking and talking and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;conversation never lacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; topics&lt;/span&gt; and never gets dull. Or people &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;don’t have to say anything because they understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.calgarycoop.com/travel/hot_deals/images/sandals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.calgarycoop.com/travel/hot_deals/images/sandals.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;each other without words&lt;/span&gt;. And those moments, minutes and even hours of silence are never uncomfortable. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;True love is when partners complete one another, when they’re together it’s peaceful, the whole other world with it’s sufferings and problems doesn’t exist and nothing even matters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;True love means &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;. One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; trusts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; another more than him/herself and feels ready to satisfy every little need of a partner. Two people don’t stop for a second looking into each other eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CATKESA%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0cm; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:595.3pt 841.9pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-footer-margin:35.4pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It’s said that two persons truly in love aren’t looking at each other but in the one direction. And this is rather reasonable because they don’t say nothing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“this is yours and this is mine”&lt;/span&gt; and share &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;everything: friends, enemies, interests, problems&lt;/span&gt; and etc. One has his/her own identity but sees him/herself only as a part of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Still real love is not a relationship of property.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gdcasamentos.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 188px;" src="http://gdcasamentos.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/hands.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you really love some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one you may sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;y &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“I belong to you”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but always be ready to let go if it makes the person you love happy.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jealousy stands out&lt;/span&gt; of the true love. How can one be jealous if there’s so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love and faithfulness&lt;/span&gt;? Real love doesn’t long for power, it doesn’t want to hurt, doesn’t want to punish for mistakes, it’s self-sacrificing and ready to forgive other and other again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But it’s wrong to think that true love is always a suffering, it only means that you take a person as he or she is and don’t expect the one you love to be perfect.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love isn’t supposed to blow your mind, yet it doesn’t tend to get and to possess – it’s a and very s&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;pecial state of a soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;But the question what true love is still has no definite answer. Do we truly love only once in our life? At what age are we supposed to meet our love? Does it last for a lifetime or just for a while? Probably everyone has his/her own answers to this questions. The truth is that no one should spend life chasing ideals or building relationships by some model of a true love. One will probably fail and miss the real thing beyond all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Finally I end by a quote from Eric Segal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CATKESA%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0cm; 	mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; 	margin-left:0cm; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights.If you hear bells, get your ears checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also adding a poem called - Words Unspoken by Priyanka from Writer's Lounge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://weandwords.blogspot.com/2008/11/words-unspoken.html"&gt;Words Unspoken…&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5CDell%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Words unspoken &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Feelings unexpressed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A tornado of emotions&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A life so messed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you know you are my soul mate?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A look from you sends my worries away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s all in your deep eyes my love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just wish I could only say&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can’t you read my eyes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’ll see everything that’s unsaid&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter how much I try to hide&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It comes up…dying to be expressed&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m a prisoner of your thoughts&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You have encaged my life&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slit my heart and my soul&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;With a love coated knife&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I dream, I hope&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I cry, I can’t cope&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Will this pain ever end??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am too tired…can’t anymore pretend.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-4144501255011465175?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/4144501255011465175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=4144501255011465175' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4144501255011465175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4144501255011465175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-love.html' title='True love !!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3797229989047949108</id><published>2008-10-29T20:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:59:51.728Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Take my hand !!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; you're all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; has no place to turn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; has no &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sprintusers.com/wallpapers/uploadedfiles/11070589267997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 438px; height: 401px;" src="http://www.sprintusers.com/wallpapers/uploadedfiles/11070589267997.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; lift&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Over the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Over the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Into my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; take &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to that place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt; cannot reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't let go ,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; feel&lt;/span&gt; us fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wonder&lt;/span&gt; any more, up into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hold on tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Let &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; lift &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Over the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Over the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Into my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P:S: I came across these verses when I was reading a book called "Life's too short to frost a cupcake ".. lovely words..Dont you think.. well I did.. and thought you all should give it a read..So here's me posting it for you all.. So what do you all think about it ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-3797229989047949108?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/3797229989047949108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=3797229989047949108' title='88 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3797229989047949108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3797229989047949108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/10/take-my-hand.html' title='Take my hand !!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>88</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7513785624644031385</id><published>2008-10-23T16:43:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T17:58:02.756+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged..Twice..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ok Stephen Tagged me twice..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So this is me doing both my tags.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And well better late than never..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So here I go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The First one - Movie Tag.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. Name five of your all time Favourite Movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/43/Manichitrathazhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 269px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/4/43/Manichitrathazhu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But I am naming four because these what has touched me and my all time favourites..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(A) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Manichitrathazhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;made in different languages last been Bhool Bhulaiya in Hindi. [ poster on the right ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Notting Hill &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(C) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The Ultimate Gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCknKwYhGI/AAAAAAAABd8/F0cIU9Dg2J8/s1600-h/Kanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCknKwYhGI/AAAAAAAABd8/F0cIU9Dg2J8/s320/Kanda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260385357577880674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;(D) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Kanda Naal Mudhal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; - [ poster on left ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCleDIOGmI/AAAAAAAABeE/Rq19pqs0238/s1600-h/ThePursuitOfHappyness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCleDIOGmI/AAAAAAAABeE/Rq19pqs0238/s320/ThePursuitOfHappyness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260386300423182946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name one movie which you recommend as a "must see".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Taare Zameen Par / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;The Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCmVWHW8uI/AAAAAAAABeM/yEth2Qzs1CI/s1600-h/jab-we-met.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCmVWHW8uI/AAAAAAAABeM/yEth2Qzs1CI/s320/jab-we-met.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260387250412647138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.one and only one movie that you have seen many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jab we met.. this is the one w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;hich I have seen quite a lot lately.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.which movie comes to your mind when I say funniest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Runaway Bride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCoa1q_iqI/AAAAAAAABeU/Xv54vjSXv4U/s1600-h/harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCoa1q_iqI/AAAAAAAABeU/Xv54vjSXv4U/s320/harry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260389543806208674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. which movie made you really emotional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. which movie series was as interesting as the first part?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Harry potter , Die Hard , Dhoom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ATKESA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. which movie didnt, according to you, live up to your expectations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Guru , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. which movie surprised you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Jab we met.. Because I ended up liking Kareena Kapoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; / Chak De India.. such a novel theme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Now to the second part of the Tag.. rather the second tag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So I type the following in Google ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anila needs ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And here are the interesting  6 answers ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(a)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;One really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; to be worthy to receive an album deal in the first place; something we get here extremely easily. Punam and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;: We are still lagging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Album deal.. ??? and who is Punam??? Am I going to be famous???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(b)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;anila needs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; to take a good hard look at herself. she is an insult to Islam. Wearing a hijab is a simple move that can lead to many self-betterment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Hijab???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm an Insult to Islam sob sob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But I dont have anything against them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(c)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Fund today announced its investment in PowerWAN Inc., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; The PowerWAN solution has been developed based on extensive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; analysis and market &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Yaaayy I have a fund rather a trust in my name.. whooohoooo yiipppeeeyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(d)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anila's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; expansion beyond its historical Silicon Valley base is driven by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; managing your organization, Goliath can help you meet your business &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;???????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;(e)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They recognized that success is measured with different yardsticks and that Anand' s achievements are truly remarkable. &lt;em&gt;Anila&lt;/em&gt; is very proud of the fact that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anand????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;who is that now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(f)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;My husband is a loving person, he fulfils all my financial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; but sometimes I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anila&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; is 24 years old and has been living with England for three years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Oh my godddd is that me.. am I married???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Oh well am not going to check more.. I might end up knowing that I have kids as well.. oh well.. Thats my tags done.. yaaaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P:S : Not tagging anyone.. As most of them have already done it.. hehe.. If you havent feel free to take it up :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7513785624644031385?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7513785624644031385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7513785624644031385' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7513785624644031385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7513785624644031385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/10/taggedtwice.html' title='Tagged..Twice..'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SQCknKwYhGI/AAAAAAAABd8/F0cIU9Dg2J8/s72-c/Kanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-564019411994968795</id><published>2008-10-16T14:26:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:46:35.064+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theories'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughtssss - Theories of Friendship !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Have you ever thought.. Why we are the way we are???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Confusing..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I hope not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Is it because of the situations that we come across/ or have come acrossed.... the family to which we were born in to....  the friends we choose....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;And if so what was it that defined us to what we have become.. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ireporter.tv/Upload/www.friendships.tv/friendship%20poems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ireporter.tv/Upload/www.friendships.tv/friendship%20poems.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;I would say Friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;They are the one.. well rather the most important catalyst that has shaped us to the way we are now.. It is true.. You choose your friends and not your relatives.. Thus they define us more than anybody else.. ( apart from parents or sibling..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;May be it sounds very repetitive.. But then we spends so much time with our friends than with anybody else.. Even your colleagues end up becoming your friend.. and hence becomes a part of your life.. Thus knowing more about you than your family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;True friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; is important to most people. I can count my genuine friends on one hand. For me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;a real friend is somebody that remains loyal over the course of time though you may not see them very often.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;A true friend also tells you what you need to know as opposed to what you want to hear. They are there for you in good times and bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt; I was thinking about this.. and I thought of googling it up.. So I googled  up "Theories for Friendship.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And I  was surprised with the interesting results that I got to read..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;So here I am writing a blog on this random thought of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the most interesting one that I came across.. I 'm leaving the links on so that ppl can see what each theory means .. and thusI don't exactly have to explain it much.. ;)  [ I am a bit lazy you see ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Here are academic theories about how we resist attempts at persuasion.&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; ( Really dont know what they were trying to say now. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Factors that increase friendship"&gt;Factors that increase friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/ben_franklin_effect.htm"&gt;Ben Franklin Effect&lt;/a&gt;: after helping     another person we like them more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/contact_hypothesis.htm"&gt;Contact Hypothesis&lt;/a&gt;: bringing enemies     together leads towards friendship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/dilution_effect.htm"&gt;Dilution Effect&lt;/a&gt;: information about others reduces stereotyping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/empathy-altruism.htm"&gt;Empathy-Altruism Hypothesis&lt;/a&gt;: if we     feel empathy we are likely to help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/friendship.htm"&gt;Friendship&lt;/a&gt;: there are several factors that increase     chances of friendship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/law_of_attraction.htm"&gt;Law of Attraction&lt;/a&gt;: similar attitudes     leads to friendship. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://onlineacademics.org/CA301/theories1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://onlineacademics.org/CA301/theories1.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/matching_hypothesis.htm"&gt;Matching Hypothesis&lt;/a&gt;: romantic     partners tend to be similarly attractive. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/mere_exposure.htm"&gt;Mere Exposure Theory&lt;/a&gt;: exposure to people     increases liking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/proprinquity_effect.htm"&gt;Propinquity Effect&lt;/a&gt;: meeting and     interacting increase chance of friendship.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/reinforcement-affect.htm"&gt;Reinforcement-Affect Theory&lt;/a&gt;: both forms     of conditioning leads us to like others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/repulsion_hypothesis.htm"&gt;Repulsion Hypothesis&lt;/a&gt;: we prefer     those with similar attitudes (and vice versa).&lt;a name="Stages of friendship"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Stages of friendship"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Stages of friendship"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" name="Stages of friendship"&gt;Stages of friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Stages of friendship"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Stages of friendship"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a name="Stages of friendship"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/social_penetration.htm"&gt;Social Penetration Theory&lt;/a&gt;:     relationships go through stages of increasing familiarity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/stage_theory.htm"&gt;Stage Theory&lt;/a&gt;: relationships go through several     stages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/stimulus-value-role_model.htm"&gt;Stimulus-Value-Role Model&lt;/a&gt;: we     select friends through a three stage model.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/terminating_relationships.htm"&gt;Terminating relationships&lt;/a&gt;:     relationships break down in stages.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="Other friendship factors"&gt;Other friendship factors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/attachment_style.htm"&gt;Attachment Style&lt;/a&gt;: we attach to others     in secure or anxious ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/attachment.htm"&gt;Attachment Theory&lt;/a&gt;: we attach to others in  reciprocal and primitive ways.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/buffer_effect.htm"&gt;Buffer Effect of Social Support&lt;/a&gt;: supported     people feel less stress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/communication_accomodation.htm"&gt;Communication Accommodation Theory&lt;/a&gt;:     we talk/act like those we like.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://changingminds.org/explanations/theories/love.htm"&gt;Love&lt;/a&gt;: there are several styles of love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Well I hope that was a good read to all.. cant wait to see what everyone thinks about the theories.. If you agree or don't agree.. And if you do agree.. which is the theory that you agree about and whyy ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And now how can I finish my blog with out giving couple of quotes for the posts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I'm  giving few meaningful.. and few funny one's ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;"Mother my friends are no longer my friends ,And the games we once played have no meaning ,I've gone serious and shy and they can't figure why ,So they've left me to my own daydreaming."&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Suzanne Vega &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w33/Penny6766/circleoffriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w33/Penny6766/circleoffriends.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Just to prove i was right that it's harder to be friends than lovers  and you shouldn't try and mix the two, cause if you do and then you're  still unhappy, then you know that the problem is you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- Liz Phair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another, 'What! You too? I thought I was the only one." ~ C.S. Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I got a lotta best friends. Some o' them I don't even hardly know!" ~ Archie Bunker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Marriage is a sort of friendship recognized by the police." ~ Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Two are better than one; because              they have a good reward for their labour. For if they fall, the one              will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he              falleth; for he hath not another to help him up." ~ Bible: Ecclesiastes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"To find a friend &lt;a id="KonaLink2" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.favorite-famous-quotes.com/funny-friendship-quotes.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="position: static; color: rgb(0, 14, 0);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="border-bottom: 1px solid orange; position: static; color: rgb(0, 0, 224);font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one must close one eye.  To keep him - two.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"~ Norman Douglas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And Finallyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked." ~ Bernard Meltzer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I shall wait.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-564019411994968795?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/564019411994968795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=564019411994968795' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/564019411994968795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/564019411994968795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-thoughtssss-theories-of.html' title='Random Thoughtssss - Theories of Friendship !!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-2247412700354098821</id><published>2008-10-08T13:45:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:11:57.281+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changes'/><title type='text'>A Letter to Every Indian - APJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;h3  style="margin: 5pt 3.75pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;a title="Permanent Link to &amp;quot;A Letter to Every Indian - APJ&amp;quot;" href="http://www.uttishthata.org/2007/07/06/a-letter-to-every-indian-apj/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;A Letter to Every Indian - APJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The President of India DR. A. P. J. Abdul Kalam 's Speech in Hyderabad .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Why is the media here so negative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Why are we in India so embarrassed to recognize our own strengths, our achievements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;We are such a great nation. We have so many amazing success stories but we refuse to acknowledge them. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;We are the first in milk production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;We are number one in Remote sensing satellites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;We are the second largest producer of wheat.&lt;br /&gt;We are the second largest producer of rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Look at Dr. Sudarshan , he has transferred the tribal village into a self-sustaining, self-driving unit. There are millions of such achievements but our media is only obsessed in the bad news and failures and disasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;I was in Tel Aviv once and I was reading the Israeli newspaper. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;was the day after a lot of attacks and bombardments and deaths had taken place&lt;/span&gt;. The Hamas had struck. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But the front page of the newspaper had the picture of a Jewish gentleman who in five years had transformed his desert into an orchid and a granary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; It was this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;inspiring picture that everyone woke up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; The gory details of killings, bombardments, deaths, were inside in the newspaper, buried among other news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime.. Why are we so NEGATIVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Another question: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Why are we, as a nation so obsessed with foreign things? We want foreign T.Vs, we want foreign shirts. We want foreign technology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Why this obsession with everything imported?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Do we not realize that self-respect comes with self-reliance? I was in Hyderabad giving this lecture, when a 14 year old girl asked me for my autograph. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I asked her what her goal in life is. She replied: I want to live in a developed India. For her, you and I will have to build this developed India . You must proclaim. India is not an under-developed nation; it is a highly developed nation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;say that our government is inefficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; say that our laws are too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke. The airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; say, say and say. What do &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; do about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Take a person on his way to Singapore. Give him a name - 'YOURS'. Give him a face - 'YOURS'. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best. In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores. YOU are as proud of their Underground links as they are. You pay $5 (approx. Rs. 60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim Causeway or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM. YOU come back to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity… In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai . YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Rs.650) a month to, 'see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, 'Jaanta hai main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost.' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;hy&lt;/span&gt; don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo? Why don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston??? We are still talking of the same &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Once in an interview, the famous Ex-municipal commissioner of Bombay, Mr. Tinaikar, had a point to make. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Rich people's dogs are walked on the streets to leave their affluent droppings all over the place,' he said. 'And then the same people turn around to criticize and blame the authorities for inefficiency and dirty pavements. What do they expect the officers to do? Go down with a broom every time their dog feels the pressure in his bowels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In America every dog owner has to clean up after his pet has done the job. Same in Japan.Will the Indian citizen do that here?' He's right. We go to the polls to choose a government and after that forfeit all responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;We sit back wanting to be pampered and expect the government to do everything for us whilst our contribution is totally negative. We expect the government to clean up but we are not going to stop chucking garbage all over the place nor are we going to stop to pick&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;up a stray piece of paper and throw it in the bin. We expect the railways to provide clean bathrooms but we are not going to learn the proper use of bathrooms.&lt;br /&gt;We want &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Indian Airlines and Air India to provide the best of food and toiletries but we are not going to stop pilfering at the least opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This applies even to the staff who is known not to pass on the service to the public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;When it comes to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;burning social issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; like those related to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;women, dowry, girl child! &lt;/span&gt;and others, we make loud drawing room protestations and continue to do the reverse at home. Our excuse? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'It's the whole system which has to change, how will it matter if I alone forego my sons' rights to a dowry.' So who's going to change the system?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a system consist of? Very conveniently for us it consists of our neighbours, other households, other cities, other communities and the government. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But definitely not me and YOU&lt;/span&gt;. When it comes to us actually making a positive contribution to the system we lock ourselves along with our families into a safe cocoon and look into the distance at countries far away and wait for a Mr.Clean to come along &amp;amp; work miracles for us with a majestic sweep of his hand or we leave the country and run away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Like lazy cowards hounded by our fears we run to America to bask in their glory and praise their system. When New York becomes insecure we run to England . When England experiences unemployment, we take the next flight out to the Gulf.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When the Gulf is war struck, we demand to be rescued and brought home by the Indian government. Everybody is out to abuse and rape the country. Nobody thinks of feeding the system. Our conscience is mortgaged to money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Dear Indians, The article is highly thought inductive, calls for a great deal of introspection and pricks one's conscience too…. I am echoing J. F. Kennedy's words to his fellow Americans to relate to Indians…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;'ASK WHAT WE CAN DO FOR INDIA AND DO WHAT HAS TO BE DONE TO MAKE INDIA WHAT AMERICA AND OTHER WESTERN COUNTRIES ARE TODAY'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Lets do what India needs from us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="courier new" style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Thank you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="courier new" style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;Dr. Abdul Kalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="courier new" style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="courier new" style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="courier new" style="margin: 0in 3.75pt 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:blue;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;P:S : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Monotype Corsiva;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I got this as a forward and I thought I should put this up as a post. Now I really don't know if it was actually what he spoke at Hyderabad in his tenure by our then president but then the thoughts are so geniune. Even though its a speech completely written in respect to INDIA am sure its not too difficult to put one's own country in its place as each country is suffering in its own ways by different things.. And all it takes for us to change is one's mind set.. The thought that.. Yes, Even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I can change things.. If that mindset is achieved.. Then change wont be so far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-2247412700354098821?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/2247412700354098821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=2247412700354098821' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2247412700354098821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2247412700354098821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/10/letter-to-every-indian-apj.html' title='A Letter to Every Indian - APJ'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7450719086653995161</id><published>2008-10-01T10:40:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:33:37.377+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Life and its Moments !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;What is Life???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://goorlandocard.com/blog/files/2008/02/orlando-rollercoaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://goorlandocard.com/blog/files/2008/02/orlando-rollercoaster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Life can be like a roller coaster...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And just when you think you've had enough,&lt;br /&gt;and your ready to get off the ride and take the calm, easy merry-go rou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nd...&lt;br /&gt;You change your mind, throw you hands in the airand ride the roller coaster all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;That's exhilaration...that's living a bit on the edge...that's being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALIVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Life is filled with so many exciting twists and turns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hop off the straight and narrow whenever you can and take the winding paths. Experience the exhilaration of the view from the edge. Because the moments spent there, that take your breath away, are what make you feel truly alive."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Moments are what that shape and define our lives&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;they determine who and where we are today, where we want to go in the future. Through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.greenwichworkshop.com/media/images/TenderMoments.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.greenwichworkshop.com/media/images/TenderMoments.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;relationships or life, the moments define what kind of person or friends you want in your life. It's the moments that you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;win&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;lose&lt;/span&gt;, the moments that someone makes you feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;, the moments, the pictures, vacations, events, the encounters that you will always remember, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;unforgettable 1st's that you remember &amp;amp; sometimes hold on to forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; they are all moments. Live for the one moment upon you, for it can change your life forever so make the best of it. Life is short, so don't go another day, hour or minute and regret a moment that could have changed your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now let me ask you this..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Have you ever been in love?&lt;/span&gt; Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You build up all these defenses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/SOLISNNYC/AMOROSA/JANET/elba/love3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a93/SOLISNNYC/AMOROSA/JANET/elba/love3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; you build up a whole suit of armor, so that&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; nothing can hurt you&lt;/span&gt;, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it.&lt;/span&gt; They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts.&lt;/span&gt; Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. &lt;/span&gt;I hate love.Thats how it leaves you with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: 12px; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Love also there when you shed a tear and still want him, it's when he ignores you and you still love him, it's when he loves another girl but you still smile and say I'm happy for you, when all you really do is cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-17128464.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7BCCE127DC-5613-4623-AAA1-20041676386F%7D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://pro.corbis.com/images/42-17128464.jpg?size=572&amp;amp;uid=%7BCCE127DC-5613-4623-AAA1-20041676386F%7D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like less of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.&lt;/span&gt;When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1   style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.&lt;/span&gt; Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.&lt;/span&gt; Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying. They don't teach you anything worth knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;But Life does ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;P:S : This blog is made of different quotes that I had come across on different websites and I liked them so much that I made a post out of them. I hope they are interconnected enough to make sense.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7450719086653995161?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7450719086653995161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7450719086653995161' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7450719086653995161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7450719086653995161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-and-its-moments.html' title='Life and its Moments !!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1740201618202346797</id><published>2008-09-25T18:55:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T14:44:33.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Marriage and  Babies.. !!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This is like a continuation of my previous post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Considering that once all of us understand our partners.. or at least we think we do or did.. then the next step would be marriage ( and this I'm saying after all the lets live together and going around for few years to see how compatible we are.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Now wikipedia gives a lovely definition for Marriage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzejuhpAcI/AAAAAAAABS4/Q0nXJ4n1aAM/s1600-h/marriage_-_hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzejuhpAcI/AAAAAAAABS4/Q0nXJ4n1aAM/s320/marriage_-_hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250315970973073858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; is a personal union of individuals."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This union may also be called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;matrimony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;, while the ceremony that marks its beginning is usually called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; a wedding and the married status created is sometimes called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;wedlock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Now what is this personal union of individuals??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Is it the thought that.. from now on.. I have got someone in my life.. who would support me and let me know when things go bad.. and guide me accordingly.. be it what the circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I love the wordings they say at the Christian wedding..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;" Be it for better or for worse "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Now most religions perform a wedding ceremony to solemnize the beginning of a marriage. Some regard marriage as simply a contract, while others regard it as a sacred institution. Be it in Hinduism were marriage is seen as sacred duty that entails both religious and social obligations; were as in Islam,  marriage being whenever the individuals feel ready, financially and emotionally.Then you also have the practices of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Dowry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Different religion have different names for it like the bride price, Morning gifts etc. But lets not get in to that.. We can have that for another post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now coming back to the holy matrimony..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzeOe36KYI/AAAAAAAABSw/ezLa8ZJQivk/s1600-h/marriage-thoughts.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzeOe36KYI/AAAAAAAABSw/ezLa8ZJQivk/s320/marriage-thoughts.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250315605994252674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What if you thought you could stay with the person for the rest of your life and then you realised that he/she was not the one that you thought they were when you got married??? Differences have cropped up.This could be due finances, stress or even certain habits of the person that you thought you could handle but  alas you are not.The circumstances have changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what would you do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;One of my friends who is blissfully married said to me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"We both are independent and it is good.Because you'll not always be thinking about your every move to make sure he's there to hold your hand. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well guess it works.. No one wants a&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;clingy person or a complete control freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; in their life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Now the second part of my topic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If everything goes right.. I mean everything... OK then yes you are ready or you might already on the journey towards having a baby.. or babies.. in case you are having twins.. etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzhgBKHz8I/AAAAAAAABTI/ZpH4AjJ__tc/s1600-h/baby1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzhgBKHz8I/AAAAAAAABTI/ZpH4AjJ__tc/s320/baby1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250319205790109634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It will be months before they talk, walk or even sit up. They are always referred as this small , little bundle of joy..And yes like the title suggests.. Am talking about babies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Why babies you all might wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Just like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No apparent reason.. apart from me having one .. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;hehe ok ok.. my mom reads this she just my be admitted to the hospital..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The whole point of writing this blog was in the past couple of weeks.. I have been across so many new born babies.. and they all are sooo cuttteee.. beautiful.. handsome.. adorable..sweeettt... awww mannn.. they are just awesome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well have you ever wondered what exactly the babies think???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Am adding few more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;baby cartoons for a glimpse into the baby world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzkelHh1rI/AAAAAAAABTQ/19kyrxoIGw8/s1600-h/baby+3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzkelHh1rI/AAAAAAAABTQ/19kyrxoIGw8/s320/baby+3.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250322479618053810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzkxV798nI/AAAAAAAABTY/zSknIuGTSeE/s1600-h/baby2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzkxV798nI/AAAAAAAABTY/zSknIuGTSeE/s320/baby2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250322801960546930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And now I'm waiting for the comments :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ATKESA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1740201618202346797?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1740201618202346797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1740201618202346797' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1740201618202346797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1740201618202346797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/09/marriage-and-babies.html' title='Marriage and  Babies.. !!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNzejuhpAcI/AAAAAAAABS4/Q0nXJ4n1aAM/s72-c/marriage_-_hands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-6313505510024970385</id><published>2008-09-17T10:31:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:30:46.453+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Men are from Mars N Women from Venus !!!!!!!!!!!!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Men are from Mars and women are from Venus.. well that's what the famous book title by John Gray goes. Well since its  a catchy title thought of  borrowing it for my blog title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now over the past few days I have been coming across this constant topic of my gal friends trying to understand the men in their life..and guy friends about them not understanding the women in their life.. Most of my conversations lately have started off either as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I don't understand him or her..&lt;/span&gt; Depending with whom am sitting and talking to..  Be it their fiance's , Bf/ GF's , father/mother , brother/sister or even a friend. I had even come across few blogs.. like Lena's .. So I thought let me see what I could come up with.. and ofcourse the comments I receive back..and who knows we could probably end up clearing few more airs around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNDR6MlYRzI/AAAAAAAABRw/RF1ZxeeSm0c/s1600-h/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNDR6MlYRzI/AAAAAAAABRw/RF1ZxeeSm0c/s320/alone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246924363627251506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now the main question I always or keep thinking about is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Do we women end up thinking more than guys or do guys also think a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I know we women are very emotional.. and some of us have wear our hearts on our sleeves but I know few men who are the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But not when it comes to expressing their feelings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They could be passionate about their sports.. their work.. family.. But when it comes to letting their gf's or companion's its just not their... Most of the time they wont open up.. either could be because the person in question is not worth it.. Or you think that you are not worthy of that person.. On the whole you are left left feeling alone.. and not wanted.. Because that's what it is all about feeling... or how you are made to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And then comes the trademark conflicts.. feeling angry.. let down .. and all this is because.. Both the sides are not talking .. or not making an effort to talk or let the other person know how they feel or why they feel like that.. Due to which both of sides are left wondering what is  going wrong and why is it happening like that.. and leads to both sides drifting away from each other and later on realising how much they have changed or the priorites have changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNDTc0LP-UI/AAAAAAAABR4/piK7Y55nk9A/s1600-h/guything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNDTc0LP-UI/AAAAAAAABR4/piK7Y55nk9A/s320/guything.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246926057882253634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Speaking of emotions..  I have got a fair share of guy friends.. and these are just friends.. before go ahead making any assumptions.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;and sometimes I end up seeing their emotional side only when they are angry.. and that's when all the stories seem to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I mean guys its ok to be a bit venerable after all we all are human..You don't have to be always macho . Am sure we gals love to have a guy who is sometimes prone to tears.And am sure guys appreciate when the gals are straightforward and tell them what is bothering them than beating around the bush..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then there is the never ending ready answers &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;" Oh you wouldn't understand its a guy thing"...&lt;/span&gt; I know we gals have the say about &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;" Oh its gal talk"&lt;/span&gt; but that's also bad. Am sure somethings are a bit embarrassing to discuss or tell it out in open.. But then you can always say.. I shall talk about it later.. Than always using the excuse Oh its a guy thing..  For heaven's sake grow up.. I think we all should.. in this aspect because end of the day its all about sharing and trying to understand the person whom you care about ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I feel that if you genuinely like each other, enjoy being together, agree with how each other thinks and behaves, and share the same dreams in life, then loving feelings will never be too far away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ok I read this in a magazine.. lol.. but doesn't it sound true.. I think it does.. and makes perfect sense. Because the whole point is to let the other person know how you feel so they are not left wondering.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;f you are busy and can't spend much time with that person then let them know , I am sure they would appreciate the fact that you are letting them know that you are thinking about them and thinking how this change would affect them as well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Change can provide opportunities for growth and intimacy, but it can also be painful. It may mean adjusting to a new way of thinking or a new way of life. It may also mean letting go of things that have been familiar and safe... Isn't that what life is all about ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hope it makes sense .. or you can just go about as me blabbering as always ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;now I will just wait for the comments .. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ATKESA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-6313505510024970385?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/6313505510024970385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=6313505510024970385' title='58 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6313505510024970385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6313505510024970385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/09/men-are-from-mars-n-women-from-venus.html' title='Men are from Mars N Women from Venus !!!!!!!!!!!!!...'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SNDR6MlYRzI/AAAAAAAABRw/RF1ZxeeSm0c/s72-c/alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>58</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1624124780350013136</id><published>2008-09-06T15:11:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:00:32.230+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><title type='text'>Tagged Again !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well I have been tagged again.. by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pretha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anu&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And since both of them tagged me on the same thing ( Phew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; me sighing in relief ! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yaaaayyy&lt;/span&gt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Anu's&lt;/span&gt; tag and this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pretha's&lt;/span&gt; tag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;First one is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wonderful Quotes" tag. “The rules are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;a) jot down 5 of your favourite quotes from the various books read&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;b) Tag 5 people at the end. If you don't have the books, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Google&lt;/span&gt; them. Well am really not tagging anyone.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; because i think pretty much everybody on my list has been tagged somehow or the other.. yes i can hear the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sighs&lt;/span&gt; of relief now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm using a mix of the books i read , quotes from my favourite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; shows.. movies.. and random quotes which i have come across online :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;1. This is from my all time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; book.. Pride n Prejudice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Lydia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bennet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: Has anybody heard how Jane is this morning?  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bennet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: Eh, Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Bingley&lt;/span&gt; sent a note over by his groom. She's much better. Such a happy idea of mine sending her off in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bennet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: Yes, but to Jane must go all the credit for having caught the cold, my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I love Mr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bennet&lt;/span&gt; for saying that.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. amazing sense of humour.. ;) and well credit does go to Jane she managed to get the cold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;rittee&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;2. This one is from Friends Sitcom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wha&lt;/span&gt;... get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ross&lt;/span&gt;: Well, yeah, I think we should get married!  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;: What? Because that's your answer to everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; Ross with a straight face saying this and Rachel having a look of disbelief on her face.. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; miss friends :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;3.This is a random quote which i found online.. I never knew who wrote it though..But this is something i really hold close to my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to be remembered as the girl who always smiles even when her heart is broken, and the one that could always brighten up your day even if she couldn't brighten her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4.Another that I came across online.. Its by Henri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Nouwen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;5. And this if from the movie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kal&lt;/span&gt; ho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; ho.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;SRK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;starrer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Jiyo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;kush&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;raho&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;patha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Kal&lt;/span&gt; ho &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; ho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now the second part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Anu's&lt;/span&gt; tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;Two questions in each category answer them and then tag your friends from the blog-o-sphere Leave a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged and you are all set.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-Your oldest memory?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-What were you doing 10 years ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-Your first thought today morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-If you built a time capsule today what would it contain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-This year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;-What do you see yourself doing 14 years from now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Am not tagging anybody.. But if anyone is interested in doing this tag.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; most welcome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1.Oldest memory&lt;/span&gt;: My dad teaching me how to play football.. This was when I was 4-5 years old..he was showing me how to kick the ball and the next you know he was lying on the ground .. and my mom and i were just giggling away to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;gloryy&lt;/span&gt;.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Ten years ago&lt;/span&gt; : I was in my tenth grade.. thinking how things will be in the future and what I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1.First thought today morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt; S***  I have got work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;2. If I build a time capsule today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;It would contain a book.. considering we are starting to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ebook&lt;/span&gt; readers am sure the books might go out soon ( hopefully not :( ) .. may be a copy of friends.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.. old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;nokia&lt;/span&gt; phone.. the one which resembles a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;walkies&lt;/span&gt; talkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1. This year..&lt;/span&gt; well looking forward for a trip in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Where do I see myself in 14 years time .. &lt;/span&gt;( I wonder why its 14 years anyways... ) obviously married with kids.. ;) having a career.. in what will let u all know once i finish my studies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; my tags done.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;yaaaayyyyy&lt;/span&gt;.. now let me wait for the comments ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1624124780350013136?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1624124780350013136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1624124780350013136' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1624124780350013136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1624124780350013136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged Again !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-758269528190555187</id><published>2008-08-30T14:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T14:50:22.482+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Friends &amp; Trust !!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do people come into one's life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I always believe there is some reason because of which they come to your life.. and once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; reason seize to exist.. then they fade away.. n then there are some people who you will find always around you .. to give that helping hand.. the shoulder to cry upon.. to give the tactful advice when you need it and stop you from making the fool of your self.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Now these people we call them as FRIENDS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What does a friend mean..  the term connotes a relationship which involves mutual knowledge, esteem and affection along with a degree of rendering service to friends in times of need or crisis.They will also engage in mutually helping  behaviour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;, such as exchange of advice and the sharing of hardship. A friend is someone who may often demonstrate reciprocating and reflective behaviour. Yet for many, friendship is nothing more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;e trust that someone or something will not harm them&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;A friend is a hand that is always holding yours, no matter how close or far apart you may be. A friend is someone who is always there and will always, always care. A friend is a feeling of forever in the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But then what happens if they come to harm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And this harm is done unintentionally by the friend.. and there has been a small slip..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Because of this small slip the trust is lost.. how much ever you try to alter the things.. and try to convince the people involved that it was unintentionally.. it does never change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Because the whole basis of the relationship was TRUST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Its such a powerful word..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I had read somewhere.. that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Trust is like a vase.. once it's broken, though you can fix it the vase will never be same again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And I have come across situation's that seem so true.. The circumstances have lead it to be what they are in the present.. And one has to stop and wonder.. Why couldn't they just stop and think and realise that the person &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have meant no harm.. As they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;And what happens then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;This blog is dedicated to all the people who have come into my life.. and who had left their impressions on me.. and those who are not with me for what ever reasons.. and for those who left me because I hurt them in some reason or the other ( knowingly or the unknowingly ).. Sorry if i did hurt you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Thank you all for coming into my life.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You meet people who forget you. You forget people you meet. But sometimes you meet those people you can't forget. Those are your 'friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hope all of us do take times to remember our friends.. as they are so very precious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-758269528190555187?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/758269528190555187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=758269528190555187' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/758269528190555187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/758269528190555187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/08/friends-trust.html' title='Friends &amp; Trust !!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-2908145935594042711</id><published>2008-08-23T19:25:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:55:49.005+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Memories !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;This is just random lines that I thought of.. Hope it makes sense to all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why does somethings never change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;How much ever you try..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;It still remains..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;You try your best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;To ignore.. to defy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;But at the end.. It still comes out.. for one to remind.. what this is all about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Here you are again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Back in my memory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Why are you still here??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Invading my soul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;How the mind wanders.. to different alleys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;and it retrieves a memory to haunt my soul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Of days of long past gone.. of things that did not last.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;But Alas ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;The damage is done.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Memories  can not be undone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-2908145935594042711?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/2908145935594042711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=2908145935594042711' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2908145935594042711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2908145935594042711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/08/memories.html' title='Memories !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-5883762528900486426</id><published>2008-08-18T21:56:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:41:22.720+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Independence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Freedom = Independence ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/Freedom%20Quotes" you="" t="" separate="" from="" freedom="" because="" no="" one="" can="" be="" at="" peace="" unless="" he="" has="" his=""&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/Freedom%20Quotes" you="" t="" separate="" from="" freedom="" because="" no="" one="" can="" be="" at="" peace="" unless="" he="" has="" his="" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Well we just finished our Independence day and had the celebrations in our community centre..And that has lead me to writing this blog.. The celebrations were really nice.. everybody came together and we all had a gala time.. with all the cultural events like dance.. songs.. speeches.. and then ending with a puja , bhajan and then with the dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sounds more like a get together isnt it..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Well thats how i felt .... But then thats again another form of freedom.. Its the freedom of speech and expressing one self..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.capmag.com/images2y346y/comics/cf/IraqiFreedom-X.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.capmag.com/images2y346y/comics/cf/IraqiFreedom-X.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;But then what does freedom or this whole independence mean??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Each person has a different view when it comes to freedom..And each one is so proud of their nation and the freedom one gets.. But is this something to be proud off??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Are we truly free and independent??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Freedom is not merely the opportunity to do as one pleases; neither is it merely the opportunity to choose between set alternatives. Freedom is, first of all, the chance to formulate the available choices, to argue over them -- and then, the opportunity to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Everybody wants their freedom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Freedom to say their opinion.. emotions..thoughts.. actions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So does that mean its just a state of mind..or its the way in which you conducts things??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Or is it just the whole jazz ( if i can use the word ) of just hoisting the flag .. all the politicians making the speeches.. remembering all the freedom fighters and laying flowers on their grave..and the tv channels showing the struggles and the  how much we have progressed in the past 6 decades..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Am sure all of us have  had this conflict with our parents when we were growing up may be even now.... still feel that sometimes we are made to act differently than what we would have done or want to do.. This could be for different reasons.. Pleasing and listening to our parents.. Thinking what other people or the society would think about us if we do things differently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://frecklescassie.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/bagley-cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://frecklescassie.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/bagley-cartoon.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;So does that mean we are free...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Are we truly independent then.. ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);" class="sqq"&gt;It is said that "Man is free at the moment he wishes to be..", But sometimes we are not that free that we are allowed to choose.. We are made to weigh the consequences of the decisions that we make..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;        I used to think that freedom is free.It seems the more I feel trapped, the more I desire freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;My own limiting thoughts can become my own captor. Slowly, I began to learn that freedom is not free. It comes with a price. Sometimes at a heavy price. If you're willing to pay the price, you can be as free as you want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;What is the price you willing to pay???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="4" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-5883762528900486426?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/5883762528900486426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=5883762528900486426' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5883762528900486426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5883762528900486426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/08/freedom-independence.html' title='Freedom = Independence ???'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8493981391000040529</id><published>2008-08-09T16:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T19:56:29.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>The thing called LOVE  !!!</title><content type='html'>Well this is a poem that I had posted on Writer's blog ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought would post it on my blog as well.. Its on the universal subject .. Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;If love is nothing but illusion of the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;so let me live in this dream forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;let me believe still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;that you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;is we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Don't wake me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love to dream like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Don't wake me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I want to sing my song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Till the end of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8493981391000040529?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8493981391000040529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8493981391000040529' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8493981391000040529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8493981391000040529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/08/thing-called-love.html' title='The thing called LOVE  !!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-214000698140648004</id><published>2008-08-04T21:41:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:40:38.701Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6 deg of seperation'/><title type='text'>6 Degree's of Separation</title><content type='html'>I came across or know about this.. couple of years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this hype to know how one would be connected to some one and who all would or could you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was actually proved and I read about this today on  The Telegraph.&lt;br /&gt;The link is here&lt;br /&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/2493444/Email-links-prove-six-degrees-of-separation.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here researchers have analysed this theory using our emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am sure sometimes you must have ended up recieving the same kind of forwards couple of times.. ( or may be more ) and with in the span of days.. This is because the person you know is some how connected to the other people you know.. May be its not them directly but then they could be a friend of a friend.. or some one's spouse .. someone's cousin.. ( or any member of the family ) ... collegue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how we are separated from each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SJdskgVnG7I/AAAAAAAABQM/kDzHrtdV0ss/s1600-h/6+deg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SJdskgVnG7I/AAAAAAAABQM/kDzHrtdV0ss/s320/6+deg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230768866625788850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way one is connected or rather the degree of separation from one another is really amazing.. It actually comes to show us that we aren't that separated.. or the better word to be used strangers for one an another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for you may know.. you actually might know George Bush.. (  I know its not that interesting but heyy u can go to the White House .. that would be so cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the other hand..&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind getting seperated with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cfapp2.rockymountainnews.com/separation/images/beckhamheader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://cfapp2.rockymountainnews.com/separation/images/beckhamheader.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yess... cute ;) wonder what Victoria has to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys.. you never know.. who you are actually connected with..&lt;br /&gt;Go check out..&lt;br /&gt;The whole world is your oyster..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-214000698140648004?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/214000698140648004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=214000698140648004' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/214000698140648004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/214000698140648004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/08/6-degrees-of-separation.html' title='6 Degree&apos;s of Separation'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SJdskgVnG7I/AAAAAAAABQM/kDzHrtdV0ss/s72-c/6+deg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1980695603148342666</id><published>2008-07-31T21:33:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:30:49.214+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgiveness !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Everyone would be wondering ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Why this sudden talk about forgiveness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Don't know may be because am slowly letting  my past fade away.. and forgiven certain instances or circumstances that has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; in my life.. which i was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prodding&lt;/span&gt; on for a long time. I thought it was about time that I let go off this excess baggage.. Well baggage.. it needn't  be just our usual stuff that we carry.. but all those emotions .. that sometimes goes unexpressed.. and attended .. which we think that we shouldn't show it out .. as it might show how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;vulnerable&lt;/span&gt; we are and common who wants to look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;.. ( I know its not a bad thing.. but well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; we all are )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:0;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; lets take an example..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I read this somewhere the other day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;How heavy is a glass of water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Well that depends on how long you have to carry it . A minute is no problem and after an hour your arm might ache. But after 24 hours you'll probably be in bad shape!&lt;br /&gt;In each instance the glass weighs exactly the same, but the longer you carry it the heavier it feels. It is the same with a grudge; it can get so heavy it stops you from living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The same way , People will hurt you; that's the reality of sharing this planet with others. Sometimes it's intentional, other times they've no idea they upset you, far less broken your heart. Does that mean you should go around pretending &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nothings&lt;/span&gt; wrong? No, the first step is to confront your feelings and when the hurt is deep, it's even harder to forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When you hold resentment toward another, you are bound to that person or condition by an emotional link that is stronger than steel. Forgiveness is the only way to dissolve that link and get free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But then over time you end up forgetting about  it..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes out of sight is out of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;What had mattered so much and had caused so much hurt and pain is long forgotten.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; different that the hurt might have replaced by some new worries and hurt.. but that again that would also pass off in time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It is said that Time is a great healer .. But the problem is no one knows how much time one takes to heal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I am going to sign off this blog by this quote that I read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1  style="margin: 0pt; font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I know that you believe you understand what you think I said, but I'm not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Interesting.. Isn't it .. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Can't wait for the comments now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1980695603148342666?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1980695603148342666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1980695603148342666' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1980695603148342666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1980695603148342666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/07/forgiveness.html' title='Forgiveness !!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8683041314271571559</id><published>2008-07-27T18:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:07:01.803+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experience'/><title type='text'>The Palace of Illusions !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well people who are a die hard book worms.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is a must read book . Especially for ladies. It gives such a different indepth meaning of things.. and also on Guys ( I'm not joking there ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;For that matter even guys should read the book, because you would have never thought of it in this way and what way or view is that. Its a women's point of view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This book is all about Mahabarath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So whats so different about it.. considering all of us know the mahabarath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well just that we have seen it through the view of a girl .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;To be precise through the eyes of Draupadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I always thought all these epics are sooo male dominated ( sorry guys ) but I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I mean its always like.. Oh so and so is such a great warrior.. such a righteous man.. blah blah blah.. and so on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Very few actually remember the ladies who actually might have acted as the catalyst for the whole chain of events ( yess I know.. we are the root of all the problems.. hehe what to do we can't help it ;) ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyways I always wanted to know how she felt when she was made to marry all the 5 brothers.. and also wanted to know how her feelings was towards Karna.. Hehe well I was so happy to get a view on it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And thats when I realised couple of things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expectations are like hidden rocks on your paths.. All they do is trip you up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time is even and merciful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I found these to be so true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;For the later.. the time is the same.. just that the situations and the circumstances in which we are makes it seem so different and making it seem such a while and make it seem such a big thing that you forget that sometimes you have to let go off things , nothing actually stays for ever .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And this is where the former comes into place.. Because we expect soo much from our lives.. our family.. friends.. work.. studies.. be it anything.. and when we fall short of it.. It causes us such a big downfall..Ok may be downfall is not the right word.. Guess you just feel so low about it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;That you actually forget that all you have to do is try harder.. but not expect much in return..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Concentrate on trying to achieve the goal.. without thinking what you would get in return.. How much ever the pain is and the price you have to pay for that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But the end question is do you wanna pay that price..???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8683041314271571559?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8683041314271571559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8683041314271571559' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8683041314271571559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8683041314271571559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/07/palace-of-illusions.html' title='The Palace of Illusions !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-2308744854323650862</id><published>2008-07-19T11:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:03:59.774+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls'/><title type='text'>Standards or Double Standards ??????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;All of us have standards.. and now am not talking about the standards that we have in the schoo (just in case ppl thought of that ;) )l.. this is like the personality.. education.. the class.. and all tht stuff and much more.. And using these we judge people and we then say.. Oh he/she doesn't have any standards at all.. ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Question is What is this Standard?? And how does one define what is the right standard??Considering each person has different ways of judging a person and telling about standards.. So what is the common standard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This actually came into my mind when I was talking to one of my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Chris is actually happily married and we were discussing about how different the two cultures are but then somewhere down the line the whole thing went on to parents and the upbringing.. So in some way its a kind of a continuation of my previous blog.. but with a bit of insights and thoughts ( as always ) ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Well Chris has got 2 kids a boy and a girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And he wanted to know if I had any siblings.. which I don't and he was soo surprised that my dad actually let me come to the UK when he's still in India.. And am here.. all the miles apart from each other thinggyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And thats when he was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;" I  have double standards when it concerns my children. My son I would probably expect him to be on his own when he is 18" &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( considering he's just turned 6 ) . He continued saying&lt;/span&gt; " If he wants to be on his own before that its fine by me.. but may be after he is 15 that would be better .. where as when it comes to my daughter &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( who is just 3 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wouldn't expect her to move out.. and when it comes to dating and guys.. Hnnmm well I don't know.. Her happiness matters the most.. but then I don't want her to just randomly be with some guy she meets up.."&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And the girl is just 3.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I was just laughing my head out.. and he was like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"I know I probably might sound like ur dad.. But then thats how I feel when it comes to my daughter. But when it comes to my son. I wouldn't mind him moving away.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This is when I felt sad for guys.. and got thinkingg..&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES GUYS you sometimes end up getting a raw deal ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Its not that they are not been protected or cared for.. But I think since you are a guy you are sure to take care of urself ( Or its assumed that you can and you will  take care of yourself.. But DO YOU??? ). You are also not supposed to cry or show out any sign's that makes you look that you are weak person. ( I think thats a bit inhuman .. all of us have emotions and feelings.. and its not good to supress them.. It would then be like a volcano waiting to explode .) And thats bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This is were I think the standards and double standards come into play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Girls are not weak. But yes we do have to be cautious about a lot of things and I wont say no to all that. But that doesnt mean Guys shouldn't be cautious and shouldn't be careful as well. Coming to think of it .. Who actually thought of these thinks in the first place. That this is how it should be ? This is how girls will be and treated like and this is how guys should be and treated like??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;I remember when I was in my native place.. and this was probably when I was 9-10 yr old and most of my cousins are guys and older than me and we were playin cricket or running around the house. Some Aunty came to visit us and saw me running about with the guys ( who are my cousins by the way )  and gave my mom a lecture about how to raise a girl child and how I shouldn't be running around and playing with them. Because am a girl and they are guys !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This discrimination is what leads to people saying all sorts of things.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;From being toooo cautious and tooo over protective about their kids. And they in turn asking for the so called freedom which they want.. Just trying to be a rebel for what their parents are saying... Making everyone miserable in the process..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Now coming back to my main topic.. Where is this standards?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Who sets them ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;And what are these standards?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Why is it so different for a guy and a girl ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't we all supposed to be equal????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-2308744854323650862?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/2308744854323650862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=2308744854323650862' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2308744854323650862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/2308744854323650862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/07/standards-or-double-standards.html' title='Standards or Double Standards ??????'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7041759029629584950</id><published>2008-07-12T12:19:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T13:28:55.225+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advice'/><title type='text'>Advice, Is it  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ok I found this whole  damn thing sooo hilarious when my mom was telling me about all this.. And I thought I should blog about this and find out what you all think of this and make out about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It all started off with my cousin sis and her husband and child coming down to the place where my parents are staying. My niece is joining medicine and her college or university ( I still haven't figured out how it is called )  is in the same city where my parents are put up right now.. So thats adding another doctor in the family  now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyways both my cousin and her hubby are teachers and since am going to do a dialogue play between her and her daughter, so lets just name them as Mr and Mrs X and my Niece as N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So they reached Chennai , thats where my parents are residing right now.. and Mr and Mrs X came from my native place along with N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;They checked out the college N was going to study and finalised everything like paying the fee's, the hostel and gave the college my parents details to be her local guardian so that she could leave the hostel and stay with them during the weekend and so on so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;After that they went for shopping things for her that she might need and came home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So later on in the night after dinner.. Mom , Mrs X and N were sitting and talking.. Mr X and dad were in deep discussion about Left with drawing support from the government and all that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This was after my conversation with them all and N letting me know where she got her medicine seat and how excited she was about the whole thing and she showed me all her shopping that she did.. and was making plans for us to go about places when ever I got back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So the conversation ( it seems ) went on like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mrs X :&lt;/span&gt; N , now you are a big girl ( note the amount of sweet talk which is been given ) and you should act like a big girl and be responisble and shouldnt trouble them ( them being my parents.. considering she's already been put in the hostel i dont get what trouble she will make my parents.. and my parents being my parents would have been more happy to have her at home everyday than the occasional weekends.. since there is nobody else apart from them .. anyways )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;N : &lt;/span&gt;Yes mom. I know you have been telling me this for ages.. I know. Relax. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( Looking at my mom )&lt;/span&gt; , Look Ammai &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( means Aunty )&lt;/span&gt; , Mom is always like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;And my mom was like Common Mrs X , N is a smart girl . And am sure she 'll be fine . You all had a long day. Lets go off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now this conversation is in the bedroom now and continues as follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs X :&lt;/span&gt; N are you asleep .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;N :&lt;/span&gt; Not exactly , Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mrs X :&lt;/span&gt; See we cant always come and drop you and pick you up from here to come home . So you would have to travel alone in the train and sometimes in the buses. So you have to be very careful of how you behave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;N :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hnnnn &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( Blank am sure.. poor thing didnt realise what was coming up for her )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs X :&lt;/span&gt; You must cover yourself up all the time. Just wear Salwars and pin up your duppattaa&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( I just felt after hearing this that I was back into my Engg College with all its dumb rules ).&lt;/span&gt; Dont wear jeans . Incase if the lab's ask you to wear pants and stuff then wear it only for that classes , dont wear it outside . &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( whatttt  ?????? )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;N :&lt;/span&gt; Whatt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mrs X :&lt;/span&gt; Yes and dont speak much to anybody in the class. Especially guys. They are not nice.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( I wonder how did she know that her class guys are bad.. ).&lt;/span&gt; Dont go out with anybody even girls&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(??????) .&lt;/span&gt;Some of the students might be day scholars.. and they might invite you to their place. Don't go and if you are visiting your aunt you dont have to bring them along to their place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;My mom was like that's fine am used to having anila's friend's around.. So it shouldn't be a problem if N brings along her friends . It will be nice for her and it will be a good change as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mrs X :&lt;/span&gt; Now another thing. If you are travelling make sure you travel in the ladies cupa in the train. If you don't get that , travel only on the upper berth so that no guys can touch you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;At this point , My mom actually thought my cousin was crazy and asked her to stop worrying and quit talkking to N like that. She shut up and then went off to sleep. Just to start it up again first thing in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My mom was soo astounded by the fact that Mrs X was actually talking like this and advicing her daughter this way. She was like you can be cautious and advice her..But this is ridiculous. Its like unnecessarily chaining and restricting your child and the child will definitly go in search of some freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;My mom is actually waiting to see how things will be when they come back next month to drop her off for her Medicine Studies. I hope all is well for N and no more advice session which I very much doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand what is there so much to be worried about. She has already stayed away before for two years and that was away from her home in an hostel. And this time its no different. Then Why ? Is it because she's a big girl or is it because she's in a different state as from where her parents are residing right now ? Or is it that my cousin is just trying to be a bit protective about N by giving her so many rules to follow???&lt;br /&gt;What do you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7041759029629584950?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7041759029629584950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7041759029629584950' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7041759029629584950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7041759029629584950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/07/advice-is-it.html' title='Advice, Is it  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3536869916635237685</id><published>2008-07-06T14:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T15:41:57.309+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Single So ..... ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ok the title of my blog itself is a give away to what the topic is all about. Am sure all the singles out there must have faced this problem.. and finally end up thinking.. Yes am Single .. So???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="featureText"&gt;Sooner or later, it happens to all of us who are free agents. You're hanging out with members of the paired-up set, and you wind up on the receiving end of a possibly well-intentioned but most definitely annoying comment about your single status. Sure, you can just take it all in silence or end up giving snappy comments.. Well these comments could be snappy or rude or flattery depends on the person and how they wanna react  though. Personally I would take it in silence.. If not I would end up being a bit sarcastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Am writing about a particular instance that happened yesterday evening. My friends and I were invited for dinner yesterday. So we were a group of 8 out of which there were two couples and the rest were all us ladies. Of which two of us were the only singles ; One of them being me .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well these couples who eventually ended up disussing ( or questioning would be the apt word ) about our single status and about marriage..  well lets name them Mr and Mrs M  and Mr and Mrs N , its easier for reference. Now Mr and Mrs M got married 6 months back.. so basically they are newly weds ( Duhh! ) and very much on the honeymooning period.. they even went on to feed each other which I really found it cute and would like to know if they would continue doing that even after been married for 5-6 years.. where as Mr and Mrs N were happily married for more than 4 years and no kids yet.. They didn't feed each other but then Mrs N did keep a track of what Mr N ate and made sure he did eat healthy as Mr N was sick sometime back and they are due to travel soon , so she's being cautious about it. And plus this was also the first time that we all had met Mr M just because Mr M doesnt reside here.. or rather in the same continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anyways..  the conversation finally lead to each couple telling how it was when they got married..and how the marriage was held and all the customs and rituals.. the honeymoon and blah blah blah.. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ok no offense.. But then its really not that I wouldn't mind listening to it.. Its just that finally it became to such an extent that I really had to sit and wonder was it another marriage prep talk [ which it was ] .... which I have been made to listen off late.And if so whyy???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they think we are not married or dont have a bf right now.. that doesnt mean that our lives are boring ??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Each person has his/her own ideas when to settle down , how to and what they would think in their better halves. And they do it when they are ready which mostly coincides with meeting the right person . :)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I would like to say some are lucky they do find that person sooner enough.. But some of us have to wait for a while.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these are some of the comments that I have received well not exactly yesterday some of them were given in the past.... and I have also mentioned how I thought about it at that time. Even though I just smiled at them politely without saying anything back.  So that I didnt trigger out someother comment. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="featureText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First one wasn't too bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;    "You're so lucky you're single—so much freedom, independence, etc..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I ?? N does marriage mean's loosing your freedom ... hnnm well I didnt think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are so many great single people out there—maybe you're being too picky." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah !! well I didn't think you were looking out for me.. N well thanks for letting me know that I'm picky . Especially when I hadn't thought about marriage and getting hitched up yet. But that doesnt mean you are allowed to match making. I don't get it why do married couples have to make sure all there single friends are also hooked up.. Does anybody know the logic behind that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's hard being alone during the holidays/weekends, isn't it?" or "Ever get lonely ??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly?? What is so hard of spending the time ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So how long is your studies..? That long.. Common get a life and get married ??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I have a life.. I mean..  because I'm  not married that doesnt mean I dont have a life..&lt;br /&gt;The shortened version of the above question would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;" Still single , huh ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Aww you are still single , Don't worry am sure you will find some one soon !"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Yup some time or the other all of us do find ourselves a partner.. which are meant to be.. or not.. depends on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" class="featureText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, you should've stuck with ___ ( ur ex / or a close guy/ girl friend  with whom you hang around), You guys were/are great together ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="featureText"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well you cant make them understand that you are over your ex..and the person in question is just a good friend of yours nor can you mention that you actually are planning the agony aunt for him in his love problems.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well am sure all single people must have gone through these comments and then the prep talk. But the thing being. Single people are happy in their own world. We have our own commitments.. Be it work , to our families.. our siblings, cousins , friends , collegues. And this does take up our time . Yes sometimes we might miss out on the single companionship but that would be rare. I could vouch that 9/10 single people don't think much of marriage unless someone actually mentions that in a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;This is to all the singles out there. You will have friends who would actually mention about marriage and relationships , babies, commitments all the time . But that doesn't mean you end up hooking up with the next person who comes along in your life. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Should realise that we don't have to settle for something when you are not sure. Its not justifiable to that person and to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Till then lets enjoy the Independence of being single as our married couple friends would put it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-3536869916635237685?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/3536869916635237685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=3536869916635237685' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3536869916635237685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3536869916635237685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/07/single-so.html' title='Single So ..... ???'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-5408540498444662361</id><published>2008-07-01T19:04:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:47:52.023+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>2 Tagss... Manyy questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Thank you pretha and stephen for tagging me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So am combining the 2  tags.. and changing the questions a bit.. to my convience.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;So here it goess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I am : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Anila  [ For all my blogger friends who didnt know my complete name and just know me as ani.. hehe well that's my name.. and now you know.. :)  ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I am not :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Anybody else.. lol.. [ really didnt know what else to write here.. no siblings.. so not much of misunderstandings there.. but I wish I had few lol.. grass is always green on the other side..  ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I think : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Do I ?? ... well sometimes I do.. and then I end up thinking quite a lot.. yup then I start to blabber.. hehe its not good.. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I want : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Flight tickets to go home.. missing home.. [ any sponsor's  lol ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I feel  :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Hungryyy.. its 8pm.. hehe.. and am hungryy.. had a long day also u see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I crave : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;right now.. food.. hnnmm some macroni and cheese.. or may be some pasta.. or best biryani.. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I search : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;for lots of stuff.. some times i do get a bit forgetful.. understatement may be.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I wonder :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; why am i even writing all this.. would anybody read? or would they be bored.. considering this is another tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I regret :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Not able to eat that last piece of chocolate chip cookie at work :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I believe :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; In God, Fate , Karma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I hate :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Lying.. and people not understanding you.. I even have had first hand experience how things go when you lie.. and sometime or the other truth does come out.. and oh boy isnt that bad..or when some one doesnt understand you and what you are trying to say to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;[ After this is everything is in a series of numbers .. you will get the hang of it soon.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;If I had  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ONE &lt;/span&gt;  Wish right now .... what would that be..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Well since am missing home.. would love to be at home.. in a blink of an eye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;  people who have Inspired me recently ( in the last couple of months rather ).. :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;My Supervisor.. Zhihong.. She's this amazing mother hen supervisor I have got.. and Randy Paush the professor on whom I had written a blog earlier. And for those who haven't read that blog here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-deal-with-life-well-just-listen.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;   things  I know I need to do soon..  :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; Well definitly eat.. as my stomach is grumbling..  Finish this blog.. And go out... [ err its saturday morning now .. so need to go to uni to finish my work  :(  .. and then I shall go out with my friends.. so yaaayyyy ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;   things  without which I won't  leave the house : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;My Wallet ( duhh ) , Keys to the  house , Keys to my lab and my Mobile .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;   words I use quite frequently in an conversation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HEH ( I giggle or chukle a lot ) , Never mind , Whatever , Nothing , Yeah Right ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;[ well if you can think of any more words that I use often do let me know ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SIX&lt;/span&gt;  movies I can keep watching again and again : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Manichitrazha ( its a malayalam movie )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Notting Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Nandanam ( its a malayalam movie again )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Dil Wale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Jab we met / Sillindru Oru Kadahal [ still debating which I like more ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;In Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SEVEN &lt;/span&gt; Songs which I can relate to in my life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;( they are not in any order .. writing them as I remember the songs )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Ishq Bina  -  Taal Movie [ well do love all the songs from that movie though ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Subah Subah  -  Movie I See you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;NewYork Nagaram  -   Movie Sillindru Oru Kadhal [ its a tamil movie ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Ambalapuzhe Unni  -  Movie Adwaitham [ its a mallu movie ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Please Forgive Me  -   Bryan Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Right Here waiting for you  -   Richard Marx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;When  you say Nothing at all  -  Ronan Keating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;So here I end this tag.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Who all should do this tag.. well everybody who wants to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;P:S : Anish I insist you definitly do the tag ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-5408540498444662361?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/5408540498444662361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=5408540498444662361' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5408540498444662361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5408540498444662361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-tagss-manyy-questions.html' title='2 Tagss... Manyy questions'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7857745938428868435</id><published>2008-06-25T14:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T13:24:55.420+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><title type='text'>I wish ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Listening to the rain on my sunshade window at univ......Ok let me explain the layout of this room...well this window in question which is practically the only window that one can see in this little room....that to because its in the ceiling... Rest of them is camoflaged by cupboards and book shelves..  And this room my friend's have named it as Ani's Dungeon.. because thats where you will find me.. crouched up on some books or staring blankly at the computer thinking if I stare long enough may be the software would decide to work lol.. which btw it never does..... [ And right now its bright and shining.. Considering that I started to write this couple of days back.... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyways.. listening to the rain drops falling on the window.. all I could think of that time is my native place.. and how similar the weather was.. well atleast in terms of the rain rather.. Considering Kerala is always known for its rainy season.. or the occasional showers in the summer.. the coconuts.. banana's .. the back waters.. well could go on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And this is another reason why am feeling home sick now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Considering soh is leaving for India this weekend..  and am planning trips for my friend's -Danilo and Flavia to visit India for the first time in their life.. [ They are Brazilian's so they are in for a lotttt of fun  , courtesy me ;) ]... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And all this had lead me to be home sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So now I am preparing a list of what I should do when I go to India... And hence the blog &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Well technically I wish for lots of things.. Trying to meet my parents and be with them.. Hnmm but then who wouldn't that what would be the first thing one would think of if he/she is missing home.. Anyways here goes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;1. I wish.. to eat a lottt.. hehe mom's cooking obviouslyy.... &lt;/span&gt;Miss her food now..  :((  then some dhaba.. saravana bhavan.. hehe i know.. it happens.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And since its raining.. I will also go about in talking about the onion bhajji and cutlets.. this with a cup of tea or coffeee.. in the rain.. hnnmm just amazing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2. Watch as much as Indian Movies as possible..&lt;/span&gt; Right now my only Indian movie watching is the websites online.. be it good quality or not.. Thats the only choice.. Coz very rarely you get a good Indian movies at the theatre's unless you are planning to go visit a near by city.. Well that's another waste of money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3. Hang around Spencer's or Citi Centre till late in the nite..&lt;/span&gt; this is something that I reallyy reallyy missinggg a lotttttt.. Goshh when I first came here I was in for such a big shock.. All the shops everything was closed by 5pm.. The only place that's open 24 hrs is Tesco..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;4. Visit some new places..&lt;/span&gt; Like a proper tourist.. lol.. which never works.. but will try though.. Seriously when I was planning out the trip for my friend's I realised there is sooo much of places that I haven't even heard off or seen.. So yup.. Should plan something and take a nice long break.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;5. Shop , Shop , Shop..&lt;/span&gt; hehe well really some things you just cant replace.... Atleast to listen to all the hustle and bustle off the place.. hehe you know the honking.. the crowd.. the chatter.. the traffic all the time.. street vendors.. Yup I do miss that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Visit a Temple.. &lt;/span&gt;Ok seriously am not that religious.. ok may be I am .. but anyways the only proper temple that I have visited is when I went down to London.. And when I mentioned proper.. that means there are few Hindu community centre's.. which conduct puja and all every weekend .. But then they dont have the proper Temple ambience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;7 . Meet all my friends..&lt;/span&gt; Especially the  people who I got in touch like after ages..[ Some of them I haven't met since we all left school ok ppl stop calculating my age now.. its bad to count a girl's age ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;8. Go to Hyderabad..&lt;/span&gt; and see my school and my school teachers.. That should be fun :).. Try to meet my old class mates.. some of them who are already married or in the process of getting engaged.. Well few of them already got kids as well..  so I get to meet their better halves and their kids as well.. That should be fun.. Seeing how much people would have changed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ahhhh old memories.. [ nope not planning to do that with my engg college.. unless I have company .. pretha u listening ;)  ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This all apart from trying to go meet up relatives and having other family obligations :)&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I have got my plans ready for when I go back to India.. Yaaaayyy !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Oh well.. Let me get back to staring at the computer.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So will catch you all later... Byeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7857745938428868435?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7857745938428868435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7857745938428868435' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7857745938428868435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7857745938428868435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-wish.html' title='I wish ....'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-5208308361367870414</id><published>2008-06-22T20:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T21:13:41.128+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girls'/><title type='text'>Hum-Tum.... N the war continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; this blog is inspired by the Movie Hum Tum .. which is so very obvious considering the title is that.. and also from blogs from my close friends.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pretha's&lt;/span&gt; No peanuts for me please.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anish's&lt;/span&gt;  Men and Women 1 and 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now this has always been a debate topic.. and such a lovely topic to write about. One can always go on and on.. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;interpret in so many different ways. But then one thing is for sure... That is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; with out Hum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;aur&lt;/span&gt; Tum.. there wouldn't be any relationships.. Be it friendship.. family.. anything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Basically its how we define things.. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; where the problem arises. Each of us have different point of view. And that again differs if you are guy or a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now if you read both their blogs..  You actually get to see two sides of the coin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And that is what am trying to achieve by my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Why do guys flirt.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; am not pin pointing the guys now saying that they flirt more.. Its more like they flirt even if the girl tells nope nothing is going to happen.. and we are just friends.. And guys sometimes we don't give this excuse as an excuse.. we really would like to be friends.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes you can say.. that it is a good ice breaker to get to know the person.. But then there are few girls.. who might not be inclined towards that.. So the approach should be different and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what goes wrong with the guys.. The approach most of the time is same.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And that might not be appreciated.... Well not alwayss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now girls.. we have this problem .. Thinking guys are not emotional.. Sometimes you end up getting a partner who doesn't know how to express his feelings.. [ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Guy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; such a bad thing to do because we girls do need that telling or reassurance ].. Need to get around that and make them comfortable to opening up and talk things out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;End of the day it is not that you flirted too much.. you looked at another girl/guy when you are in a relationship... Looking has never caused problems.. Its when you step out from your boundaries of that relationship.. That's when problem arises.. When you don't spend much time and don't understand what the other person wants and you are so buried in your work .. That you don't realise that you are moving away from the person .. the very person for whom you are trying to make things better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And after all this.. there is no turning back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Each boundaries defines each relationships.. And each relationships are special.. Some carry on for ever and stand the test of time.. till death does than apart.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Others breaks away over time... Trust and Faith is most important.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;End of the day.. Guys will continue to flirt around.. well more than girls.. [ yup am being biased ;) ].. And guys will blame girls for breaking their hearts and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But the truth of the fact remains that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They can't exist without each other... They need the other person.. to make them complete..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And thus the war will continue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P:S : Do watch the movie its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.. even though I have watched it n times.. can't get enough of it.. or even Harry met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sally&lt;/span&gt;.. that would also serve the purpose :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-5208308361367870414?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/5208308361367870414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=5208308361367870414' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5208308361367870414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/5208308361367870414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/hum-tum-n-war-continues.html' title='Hum-Tum.... N the war continues'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-4690870727324538650</id><published>2008-06-19T11:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T09:40:41.655+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>I have been Taggedd !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Thanks Anu for tagging me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Like I said this is a very big introspection of my life..  Phewww &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;6 Whatever's about me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I love food.. Ok that's the understatement . Foodoholic is more apt word I guess.. But in a very good way.. I don't over eat to have a weight problem or any other disorder.. Its just that I love good food and I enjoy eating food and trying out new food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I believe in Fate and Karma . I always think that.. Things happen for a reason.. and there is always this thing which is looking on us and making things to happen.. YES I know its God but then am not a person who has taken to the rituals and temple [ well atleast not as much as my parents want me to ] but I have my faith in them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I love books.. You can always find me couched up on a sofa or my bed reading.. I prefer that to going out.. And thats a problem.. Its one of my ways of unwinding after a long day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I am scared of heights.. Oh yes.. Flying to UK well it was a bit of a nightmare.. I have travelled before ..But not for 9hrs straight.. So I think I'm getting over that fear of heights.. Luckyy ME !!!! ... and I'm keeping my fingers crossed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I am a bit short tempered .. [ if you didnt realise it.. please read my previous blogs and u would realise that ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I like music.. Preferably from soft rock, pop to our Bollywood , Tamil /Telugu and my native mallu industry.. So depends on my mood the music would also differ and sometimes does the language i listen to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;5 Things I miss in my Life right now ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I miss my parents.. especially the constant banter of my mom and the random fights that I have with her .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; I miss the proper Indian Food. All the dosa , idly , vada , sambhar , pav bhaji , chole bhatura .. Even though we do cook and soh's mom.. Pratima Aunty is an amazing cook.  Guess the ingredients are from here so the taste variess from what it is back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Hanging around with friends.. At Spencer's or City Centre or Ascendas. Which most of the time I have visited only after 4 pm in the evening..But here in Dundee .... Everything closes down by 5pm unless its a Thursday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I sometimes miss the work life.. Even though I still do keep in touch with most of collegues who have become my close friends over the years.. I still miss them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I miss my school life.. Coz after that I haven't met everyone together or have hanged around as we used to when we were in school.. All the carefree life.. Just worrying about finishing homework and exams.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;10Things I wanna Achieve in a Decade .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Finish my PhD ..  And get a job in the research side..and later on move to academic side.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Travel around and try to see all the seven wonder's of the world.. Well have seen the Taj Mahal but then wouldn't mind seeing it again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Learn to Swim.. Considering.. Soh and Drew have taken up the task of tutoring me at the beach I should be able to learn it quite soon.. But still its on my list for a long time now...So dont know lets see how it goes..N then I can try out different types of water sports..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Learn How to Drive.. Yup I don't know how to drive.. and I realised how essential it is .. Especially in this Country..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Try to learn new languages..Have started of with Chinese.. Do know a bit French [ learnt it in my 11th n 12th but guess that doesn't count ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Try to build a house near a river or lake.. And make sure my parents can be settled there.. Y Lake or River.. well gives you plenty of fish.. And mom loves it.. And The view is just amazing.. So dad can just have his evening walks along there.. PerFect !!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My mom's dream.. hehe Seeing me married and having kids.. Lol considering most of my friends are tying knots or have tied the knots.. So guess I would take the plunge soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Listen to an Opera or Musical Show..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Open a restuarant or a resort .. Considering how much I love food..and love to relax.. That shouldn't come as a surprise.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;To go on a long cruise... hnnmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The Book Tag&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;**Pick up the nearest book.Open to page 123.Find the fifth sentence.Post the next three sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok Got this ecopy of "The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari"  on my desktop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;""one of the main sources of discontent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Really".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Yes, A poor diet has a pronounced effect on your life. It drains .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tag Five people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Alex - http://philososphyofalex.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Shaji- http://awesomesprings.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;man in the painting- http://keyboardsculpturer.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;pretha- http://beetlejuice357.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;rajesh- http://justrajesh.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody else wanna tag along.. please do.. that was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-4690870727324538650?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/4690870727324538650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=4690870727324538650' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4690870727324538650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/4690870727324538650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-been-taggedd.html' title='I have been Taggedd !!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8114311034721330957</id><published>2008-06-15T13:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:26:01.519+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Devil Wears Prada !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ok to begin with does The Devil care with what he/she is working?? May be not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Since girls are more into Fashion and trends....  sorry about the phun .. but not many guys I know really care about FASHION.. How they "Look"... Yes.. but they wouldn't care about what they are wearingg.. or which brand it is.... And most men actuallyy dread shopping... It will be like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Whatttttt ??? Shopping..? What happened to your Gf's??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ask any girl about  CK , Nina Rucci , Gucci , Chanel , Burberry , Disel , Christian Dior to name a few.. And she would be dying to own something or the other from these Big names of the industry.. And secretlyy wishing something happens and it just falls on to her lap..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Well from time to time we do end up thinking [ including guys.. am sure there might some Rayban Glasses.. or some Hever watch you are ogling at...].. Goshh how would it be if I wear something like this.. or could look like that.. or own that bag/watch.. or that pair of amazing glasses... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hnmm yessss... Am sure you have thought about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;For girls.. It just acts as an extended part of our sexuality.. It kind of defines us how we want to feel about ourself ... well may be not all the time that is applicable.. hehe some off us actually just wear clothes because we have to wear them.. ok ok.. was being a bit cheesyy there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Am sure all of you must have had dayss when you couldn't be bothered the way you looked.. Didn't care about the world and went ahead and did what you felt the best was... I hope everybody is still thinking about appearances right now.. If not please do get back to thatt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Guyss.. Questiong for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Why do you think a girl goes of for shopping as a best way of therapy?? Especially when she's upset or happyy.. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Because we need that moral boost .. We need to make ourself feel that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Yes we are worth something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;  incase if its our happiness then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It will be we are worth something.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It just a make feel good factor....both ways.... Good or bad... Technically its just another way of pampering ourselves....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;So now back to our topic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Devil wears Prada... hnnmm well even the Devil need's to feel good rite ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8114311034721330957?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8114311034721330957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8114311034721330957' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8114311034721330957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8114311034721330957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/devil-wears-prada.html' title='Devil Wears Prada !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8036464233852325743</id><published>2008-06-12T19:59:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T11:23:19.930+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Expectations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truths'/><title type='text'>How to Deal with life...? Well Just Listen ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well today was one of those days.. where I felt like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Everything  in my life is just going wrong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Things are not happening the way I want them to happen .. No matter how much I try...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Even small things ended up making me feell... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Why is this happening to me??? What have I done to get this..  [ rather deserve this kind of thing .. ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And then something happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well I have recently joined Indi blogger  [ considering that  one of my friend.. he is actually in the core team who is behind the success of Indi Blogger.... and I should have been signed in before.... well  it took me about 3 attempts to get myself registered.. hehe was wondering if my blog wasn't good enough for these guys..... anyways  he found out that  they had a bug considering i was not in any of the Indian cities.. duhhh.... when you register need to mention  the city you are residing and all that....  and the system didnt recognise it.. which is not surprising.... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Anyways.. I found this really good blog.. It was titled &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anonymously yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hnmmm intriguing title for the blog [ well thats how they should be ...]  Not like mine.. Considering I was listening to Dido's White Flag song when I was registering myself.. so hence the name.. I could change it.. But oh well.. its pretty much stuck now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well  anyways the name was so intriguing and thats  exactly why I decided to check out the blog.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And boy didn't I have a shock.. [ well more like the good shock .. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Felt more like  i was getting a perspective in line about the way I was looking and seeing how my life wass......  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This was a video that she had loaded along with a very funny story about heaven and hell.. which you could read there.. Anyways this video...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Was it goodd or whatt...... The best ever ... I must say.. considering the only longest video that i ever see are movies... this wasss worth itt...  [ guys this is about 1 hr and 16 mins and some secondsss..... so please make the time to sit that longg.... thats why its called a lecture... Duh!!!  ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This is about a last lecture given by a Professor .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Randy Pausch Last Lecture: Achieving Your Childhood Dreams : Carnegie Mellon University .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Prof Pausch is suffering from Metastatic Pancreatic Cancer which has spread to his liver and spleen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;He had delivered his last lecture on Sept 18 2007 and he starts off by saying .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;"What wisdom would you try to impart to the world if you knew it was your last chance?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And that actually blew me away.. N that got me thinking.. Here is this guy who is fighting cancer and he knows he has to say good bye to his family and friends.. and what he's been doing and enjoyed doing..  And having the fun..  [ yes he has got the pain... I wont deny that its not painful facing such a big fact of one's life.. and just wishing.. Had I got more time.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And here was sitting and actually cribbing about having such a bad day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I have actually quoted some of it what he has mentioned.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;well these were really something that I could relate to todayy..  And thats how this whole blog came about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;1.Experience is what you got.. when you didn't get what you wanted.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It made perfect sense.... you try to get something... and sometimes you fail.... But the experience you gain out of it... It so tremendous... Its something you will have with you always and that you can look back on... Remember Failures are stepping stones to success...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;2.Wait long enough and people will always [ or actually ] surprise  You.....  If you are ANGRY AND PISSED OFF  that means that you havent still given them enough time..... To surprise You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Another thing that made sense... Because you are angry because that person didn't meet your expectations... Its not THEIR expectations.. Its YOUR expectation that they haven't met. When we actually calm down and think about it in a rational mind.. Things actually end up to make sense..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And Finally what we need to do is ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Listen .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8036464233852325743?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8036464233852325743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8036464233852325743' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8036464233852325743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8036464233852325743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-deal-with-life-well-just-listen.html' title='How to Deal with life...? Well Just Listen ......'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8538803528913371506</id><published>2008-06-11T11:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:41:16.541+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishes'/><title type='text'>Sunshine...... !!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;If anybody has travelled  to the UK then they would agree with me when I say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Weather is something you can never ever predict ... or get used to.. because you don't know when it would change.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Coz for all you may know.. It will be a bright sunny morning.. and by the noon.. it would get cloudy and then it would start to rain.. and again by the evening.. it would just clear up.... and you wouldn't even have any clue that it was raining earlier.....  [ and you can get to see the sun set if you are lucky that is ..... and btw did i mention about the fog where practically you can't see anything... the snow.... and the hailstones..... hehe ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And for the past couple of days.. We have been blessed with so much sun shine that I really would love to go out and soak myself in the sun as much as possible . And now we get to see the sun for even longer period now.. as Day's are longer now.. So its bright and sunny till about 7-8 pm in the evening when it starts to dusk.....    so basically you do have sunlight till about 11 - 11:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Its such a beautiful thing.. the all glorious sun.. shining brightly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;People walking about in proper summer clothes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And since its also a proper holiday time as well as most of the schools and university have closed for vacation.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This  just feelsss ... Hnmmm Goodddd !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;May be have some picnic's or barbeque organised with friends.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lay on the beach.. make sand castle.. get a tan..  [ hehe as if i don't have tan of my own.. well its natural you see.. ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Now had I been in India this time of the year.. I would have been roasted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Considering the summer this year has been relatively been bad .. [ or that's what I have been told by family and friends there ... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So in some ways.. [ or more ways..  ] am happy to be here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Just that.. rite now with all the glorious sun outside.. I'm  stuck at the univ which is sitting inside  and doing my research work [ which btw is not looking so great.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh welll.. back to workk now....   :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8538803528913371506?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8538803528913371506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8538803528913371506' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8538803528913371506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8538803528913371506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine...... !!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-822912566379736967</id><published>2008-06-10T11:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:13:25.765+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Topics that I would like to write about !!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Well recently I have been having a writer's block..  or rather having a big block when it came to writing down about something... be it anything.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I had so many idea's but then.. didnt know where to start.. or what to write about ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Then I came about with the idea ( well i don't know if it was brilliant thing but at that time it did sound very brilliant .. ) Anyways.. why don't list it down..  and make that as a blog.. and then later on when I have a block .. err a writer's block rather.. just write about them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Seem's fair .. Isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So here is the list of things I could think off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;1. Facebook / Orkut / Bebo / Wayn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;( still haven't figured out much of it ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;/Tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[ sorry guys who ever has tagged me or added me on Wayn ..  I just have had enough of this socialising websites .. hehe too hard to keep track of them.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2. What is your favorite sports??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;3. My Ideal job ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;4. Mobile phones&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[  for few of my friends.. who are for ever busyyyy and never reply back for my texts or answer back to my callss... I seriously think.. they should throw it out of the windows.. but do let me know when.. because some of their mobiles are reallyyy cool.. and I wouldn't mind using them.. ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;5. Travelling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; [ I love to travel and visit new places.. since been here in the UK for quite a while planning to do a blog on the places that I have been able to visit and put up the pictures ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6. My favourite subject at school ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7. How I spend money ??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[ I think everybody should write about this topic .. and am sure we shall come up with some many different things that we do.. and don't even realise that we are doing it ... ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;8. My Favourite place ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9. How i unwind ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;10.If I had super power..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; [ Guess I'm being inspired by H.E.R.O.E.S now.. thats such a cooollllll TV series.. so what would I like to be.. ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hnmm bend time ..??   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Or have healing powers.. ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Fly ??? ( May be.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Multiple Personalities ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Or have it all ... hnnmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;11. Is Religion important or faith??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;12.My ( unexpected ) Mentor ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;13.My worst Nightmare...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[ Oh my godddd ! well I know I do sound like Janice from Friends.. but reallyyy.. pheww.. all of us have got our night mares..well considering night mares are worse.. but then you will have the worst from the lot as well.. anyways wont say it now.. then I won't have anything for my blog ;) ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;14.My first Crush ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;15. My first heart break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;16.Why I believe in Luck ???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;[ things always happen for a reason.. ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;17.Friends I can't wait to meett.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;18. Just when I think I'm done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;19 . Shaking things up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;20. Chaos ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hmmm!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Think thats a good work done for today...  hehe  I meant about my blog.. considering I have a writer's blog.. well I hope I do write about all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-822912566379736967?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/822912566379736967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=822912566379736967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/822912566379736967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/822912566379736967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/06/topics-to-blog-about.html' title='Topics that I would like to write about !!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-7928101938276297410</id><published>2008-05-26T19:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:14:41.869+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>What is....... ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you know..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That a person means a lot to you.. and you need the person all the time.... may be for ever in your life ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you know this.... ??? Let's see.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;May be its just their presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;  that confidence that they give you when they are there .... that removes all the doubts that you have in your mind.. and they just make you feel everything is alright.... and all is well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or may be its their talks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; can be the dumbest things you might ever talk about.... just the usual blabbering ..... that need to tell it out to that person... because you know that the person would understand... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or is it the undivided attention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;they give you.. make you feel special.. and which could be very rare... and when they do... feels like magic is in the air.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or is the fights....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;that you have with them that makes you feel like.. rite i'm not going to talk to them ever again.. but then deep with in you know that he/she was rite.. and what they said does actually make perfect sense...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or is it the long walks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; ( or the drives) ..... &lt;/span&gt;with that person just so that you can relax and take your mind of things.... may be a walk to the beach.... even loosing your way back home from a shop..... because you were so engrossed talking and arguing..... that you end up realising you have lost the way to your own house..... because you were so engrossed talking to them.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Or is it just the time spent together with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trust you have....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The care that they show......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;and then  you realise.. Yes .. I need the person for ever in my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Because my friend by now you are in L.O.V.E with that person....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfect ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-7928101938276297410?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/7928101938276297410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=7928101938276297410' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7928101938276297410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/7928101938276297410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-is.html' title='What is....... ???'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3035611409369875041</id><published>2008-05-22T15:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:15:36.640+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><title type='text'>Aaja Nachle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well ppl who have read my previous blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is like a continuation of that blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;k the next day was my D-day for the event which so happens to be titled as "Aaja Nachle " - Come along and dance. ( thanks to moiz who suggested it ) . I think the title is really groovyyy and nice.. Brings out the whole esscense of the show of enjoy.. be merry.. i do sound like robin hood and his men..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Well anyways.. after all my outburst the previous evening. I didn't go to the practice session that was organised in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. I had invigilation of exams that day..oh yes i do invigilate ( and if you guys are wondering how me.. and invigilate.. err well even i don't have an answer for that yet.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;2. I didnt feel like it as well.. lol but the first excuse is better :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Anyways.. so met soh, moiz , roh , deepa , aj n preethi auntie at the chaplaincy for lunch. And discussed what to do for the evening. And had everything arranged for the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And then it was 5 pm. we all managed to reach.. I was running late. As i got caught by wanji and then by Esther. But managed to get away from them and off I went to see what the evening had instore for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So came home.. got refreshed .. left the place.. then realised i had forgotten my keys .. so came back in.. and banged my flat door.. n no one opened up.. so called one of my flat mates to come open the door.. which detained me some more time trying to explain to her the situation and then reminding her to come for the event.. and then rushing back to the union... phewww..  during which time i had got couple miss calls from moiz and sohini asking where i was considering i stay quite close to the union.. rather the university where the union is to begin with.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Anyways.. door's were open by 6pm.. and since its a proper South East Asian Event.. well we would obviously start fashionably late.. ( has such a nice ring to it isnt it .. lol ) and so we did.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Started off with a dance.. where i was the guy ( considering we couldn't get enough guys to dance.. i don't know whyyy ) and then finally ended up being the girl.. and so didnt know the steps.. and thus ended up performing a mix of girl and guy's step.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The other program's continued without a hitch.. with couple of us still forgetting steps.. The fashion show was great.. as ppl just had to walk and show off their costumes and do the walk thing.. so that was nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And then there was this problem of the food.. lol no one knew when it arrived and we all were waiting for it.. Then realised it must be outside as you need a student id or an invitation to come inside.. so all of us rushed to the different entrances and guess what I found it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;And there I was carrying these huge boxes wearing the saree and walking in heel's and all the gorra's ( if I may say so .. ) were just looking at me wondering " What is she trying to do.. ? " .. which by then even I was wondering.. By then soh and couple of our Asian guys saw me and helped with getting the food in.. and the food was served..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;And must say was afraid if we were going to have enough for all.. but we did.. And after all this.. it was party time.. with the Dhol player - Gurjeet who came from glasgow.. ( thanks to moiz who organised that )... And Haroon the DJ it was a nice partyy nite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hurrayyyyy it was a blast... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So the disaster turned out well .. must say :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-3035611409369875041?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/3035611409369875041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=3035611409369875041' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3035611409369875041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3035611409369875041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/05/aaja-nachle.html' title='Aaja Nachle'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-60470951484587100</id><published>2008-05-14T22:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:16:03.325+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><title type='text'>D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R. was it ??? or wasn't it???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OK first come first.. How does one know that .. Oh my god! This is a disaster..!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Where is the nearest exit so that I run away before I can blow my top.. which I didn't get a chance to do though.. err run away I mean..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Well so let's just replay my day today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;And oh la la !!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;What do you have ?  A proper recipe of D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R ... yummmmyyyy ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Trust me it WAS A COMPLETE  D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R.. nor was my temper helping me out in anyways.. Gosh I didn't I could be fuming so badly.. well I wasn't atleast  by the end of the day.. thanks to couple of songs and raps.. ( by which time I pretty much had vented out all my inner emotions or rather the venting part ) . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;The problem was it got targeted to everybody and anybody.. Some of whom actually didn't need my emotional outburst.. and A few who did and then just had to make it difficult for the rest of us who were there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Now how to begin the disaster.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Nothing much just gather a bunch of people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Ask them to perform.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;More important try to tell them a time frame when to come..to practice..  So that they don't turn up at all .. which is like a good 1 and 1/2 week before the D- Day ( which by the way is tomo and am just praying to all my gods.. and all other gods as well.. just to see there is no hick ups in it .. so that's a blog for tomm.. or the next day.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Anyways.. apart from all this.. organise the posters.. the tickets.. the sponsors for the food.. the DJ and the music for the nite.. The halls for the booking.. Keep a track of the costumes who is wearing what.. and more important who all is doing what all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;And apart from all this.. Also do give enough time for your studies and meet your own deadlines like exams.. paper submission.... we even went off not eating for couple of afternoon as ppl ended up coming at different timings...not that anyone really cared....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And what do my friends and me gain out of  organising all this.. Especially when things are not going as you planned.. And you know there is so much you could have done.. But then.. You always have  bunch of critics .. who  have to make it difficult for you.. Am not saying critics are bad.. Criticism is  good if its a healthy criticism it shouldn't be.. insulting in any way especially when you don't a single thing of what is happening over there.. and therefore to an extent you would take it. Even the critic has to be good one who has got some moral , who knows what he/she is  talking about ... not a person who just questions everything that you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The problem is......Nobody will give there penny worth of thoughts in the beginning but would do when things are pretty much on the road.. and almost about to be like you know "Touch down" state and then they would be like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; "Oh by the way.. this is what we think...So shall we make the change.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I mean Hellooooo..  Don't you think its a bit too late for making change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;All this said and done..I vented my emotions.. and calmed myself down.. and then continued with the stuff.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And guess what they were good.. They were actually good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;So I really don't mind if they H.A.T.E  me.. But that actually got my job done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;And with few co ordination from my roomies to be.. who kind of did the balancing act ( or should say were the opposite of my venting emotions ) and made ppl understand what was happening.. And made them listen and do what was supposed to be done.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Also considering the fact that today was the first time in the past couple of weeks.. We had everyone together for practice. The first time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So end of it all.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Was my venting.. Justified? To get them to perform as they did.. and would it be brilliant tomo??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess I'll know that tomo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-60470951484587100?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/60470951484587100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=60470951484587100' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/60470951484587100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/60470951484587100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/05/disaster-was-it-or-wasnt-it.html' title='D.I.S.A.S.T.E.R. was it ??? or wasn&apos;t it???'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-689646306292859833</id><published>2008-05-04T21:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:16:57.094+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>How Do You Cope With The Sorrow and Pain ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I thought I'll share this article that I came across recently.. Hope it makes sense.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Why is it that relationships can bring about two totally different types of emotions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Its like a rollercoaster ride.. when the relationship is going well, you are on top of the world, feeling absolutely ecstatic. You are in love. And the other side, when the relationship ends, your heart begins to bleed, it screams out a cry, making some days unbearable to even get out of bed. You are heartbroken. It's the same relationship but you still can get different outcomes depending on the two little hearts involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Everything around you seems to be in rainbow colours when you first fall in love. Your eyes sparkle and you seem to laugh and giggle a lot at silly things. All that you do seems to go right and you feel you're invincible. Your heart beats faster and you can't hide your excitement every time you get a text from him. The only thing on your mind is when you can see her again. Romantic songs go through your head and you even hum to yourself a love song as you wake up in the morning. You skip through the streets to work and feel like dancing in your office. How wonderful life is when you're in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; It's easy when it's going great but how do you cope when your relationship ends?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; All of a sudden the sky turns grey, there's a chill in the air, your whole body feels so heavy to carry, and you don't even know where you are at times. It's painful to think about your loved one but you can't stop thinking about her. You want to stop thinking about him but every other person you see walking through the street reminds you of him. The memories flood through your mind and you can even hear her voice and her laughter, see her smile, be reminded of her smell, and her warmth… You want to reach out and tell him how much you love him but your words won't come out because you know it's not going to change his heart. You spend all day thinking about her, you lie in your bed yearning for her cuddle, and you wake up in the morning wondering how you're going to live through another day without her. Why is it that we feel so much sorrow and pain… Why does love have to hurt so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; The sorrow and pain is unbearable and it's so hard to cope with. You can't even tell your friends because they just won't understand how much your love meant to you. Your eyes weld up in tears and you can't help wanting so much for your love to come back. How did it all go wrong? What really happened? What did I do? Why me? Why now? Why me? Why me? Please stop this sorrow and pain and let me be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-689646306292859833?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/689646306292859833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=689646306292859833' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/689646306292859833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/689646306292859833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-do-you-cope-with-sorrow-and-pain.html' title='How Do You Cope With The Sorrow and Pain ??'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8162777047012485315</id><published>2008-04-29T13:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:20:54.818+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Marriage's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Off late the most talked about topic for most of my friends and me is MARRIAGE.Either some cousin is getting married.. or a best friend.. either you have decided to push the whole thing off by couple of years..or remain a spinster... or its just that you are trying to find a suitable match for yourself and finding a that to be very hard.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I remember this conversation in my flat..  we ( i.e Aigerim and me) made wanji literally plan the whole of her wedding.From the location of her wedding in kenya to the way she's getting dressed.. thrashed if it would be a church wedding.. hnnm what kind of dress would she wear.. and which would be the best location according to their customs and would it be so far off for both the bride and groom side.. which month of the year should it be.. oh my gosh.. hehe all of us just went on and on .. well obviously we took turns in planning our own weddings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;well considering this all started with a one single topic of trying to know more about each other's custom which lasted through quite  a few cups of coffee's.. hot chocolate.. and thus led to the final planning.. and aigerim yawninggg .. so that was the end.. err atleast for the time being. ( i think )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Well marriage is something that a girl and guy do errr we are in the time of civil partnerships.. so since most of my friends are straight.. i shall just stick to the whole concept of guy marrying a girl.. than the same sex.. so yeah..  so when the girl and guy decide that yes we would be compatible enough for the rest of our life.. so lets just get married.. this is obviously out of L.O.V.E for the other person. This what is termed  as The Love Marriage... Most of my friends recently are falling in this gener.. So things are changing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Now then there is something called the Arranged Marriage..  which most of my friends here in dundee.. really find it hard to understand.. and has lead to such numerous conversations .. that i have stopped keeping a count. Times are changing though.. But for the arranged marriage to just go away completely welll.. that sure'll take a while. Now what is this arranged marriage.. well its simple.. here a member from your family is introduced to the groom's family.. they check each other's background.. etc etc.. and there is this small thing called horoscopes ( okkk soh stop laughing).. yeah.. where they check with the time u were born.. the d.o.b and see if thats also compatible with ur would be's... obviously you would have to be from the same caste and religion.. which goes without saying.. ( considering there is so many different caste's and religion in India.. and so many different languages as well.. shouldn't be surprised.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Now if all this is cleared.. then you are allowed to meet the guy . And then you like the person..    ( which most of them time you get only one chance to speak ) and say if you liked the person or not.. Sometimes you might just not get the chance to choosee ( which is very rare now) also.. depends.. Err yeah no dates before things are fixed.. may be the occasional phone coversations.. any dates is after the alliance is fixed.... yeah so once things are fixed you could meet up/ call up.. but yeah other wise.. Can't see any of that happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Now this trend is changing... Considering most of my friends.. have come under the L.O.V.E marriage gener.. and parents are becoming more open minded though.. ( Err still trying to figure out which one my parents fall in  though.. ).. anyways.. this is about the initial hassle.. will write about the different customs and rituals later.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-8162777047012485315?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/8162777047012485315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=8162777047012485315' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8162777047012485315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/8162777047012485315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/04/marriages.html' title='Marriage&apos;s...'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1357491780051050416</id><published>2008-04-29T10:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:22:23.077+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><title type='text'>Time n Tide wait for none !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well it has taken me a good couple of months to come back to writing on my blog.. ( considering I have quite a few in my drafts stage which I have still not touched ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time.. my life has changed drastically ..lol.. not that drastically also when I come to think of it.Considering how restless I could get or.. how  anxious about what is going to happen next.Now things have started to make more sense and you start to appreciate them more. Especially what you have. That is the problem with us. Always wanting to have more.Not thinking of how much we have and if it actually is making us happy, but just this thought that wish I  had more and considering no one has a clue what more is.. Is it some more money.. more time.. more friends.. a better house.. a better job... Not that one shouldn't be ambitious or not try to acheive more .But to what extent. Loosing touch with your family, friends. Loosing your own passion for doing things which one point of time was so natural to do even like taking time for yourself to relax.. to have that lazy day, just go for that long drive..Sounds like far away time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I would like to mention couple of things that I have noticed lately... which I think might help... don't know how much though...All of us have this up's and down's in life..&lt;br /&gt;Just because we have the down's that doesn't mean our lives have become less perfect.. It just means that we are getting a second chance to mend ourselves.. be it in our work.. studies.. work...relationship anything.. If things are going fine.. we sometimes just end up taking things for granted and never actually realise how much those things / people mean to us.&lt;br /&gt;And when things go wrong.. well all hell would break loose.. Just because we are not trying to understand whats wrong in what we did or if there was something that was lacking in it.. But we just go in search of someone/ something  to whom you can put the blame on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never helps.. It actually might make matters worse.&lt;br /&gt;I realised when you do something .. anything do it full heartedly. Just because someone you like or care for is doing it or asks you for it ... then just don't do it . Things most  should be done with there own passion and concentration. Then you would be able to enjoy the fruit of your work.&lt;br /&gt;So when you r really down then instead of cribbing and putting the blame on others. Just take time for yourself. Why exactly your feeling so low? Why do you think that things has not been working the way it its supposed to? You should realise one can never predict life. Always have to be prepared for the worst so that the best thing happens to you, and when they  do  happen ,you would realise the value of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you still don't get any answers after much thought then just go with the flow and let your instincts guide. Just don't forget to enjoy your passions and take time to unwind yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1357491780051050416?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1357491780051050416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1357491780051050416' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1357491780051050416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1357491780051050416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-n-tide-wait-for-none.html' title='Time n Tide wait for none !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-1043288764922255143</id><published>2007-12-24T15:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:23:14.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I have been a die hard fan ( err not about the movie ) but about the F.R.I.E.N.D.S. the sitcom.. From the How u doing ? of Joey...Chandler's sarcastic comments.. Phoebe's ridiculous songs.. Rachel's Style.. ( especially her hair style.. ).. Ross's marriages .. and ofcourse.. Monica's authoratative control.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I still remember.. I just happened to click Star-World by mistake one evening..(well there was a commercial break during my fav cartoons..) And they were playing FRIENDS.. and I got hooked.. From then on I always used to wait for 5 0'clock evening to come and watch was happening next ..It had started to become a part of my life.. Thanks so much to the boom of the cable network during that time.. and thankfully my dad who did get it .. and I was hooked.. hehe I had gone to that extent that I had even made my mom get hooked as well.. even though she thought it was so outrageous with all the kissing and hooking up with guys..(  but then she liked about how all of them where together .. sharing laughter.. your sorrows.. giving each other the helping hand.. especially when people were out of jobs..and giving the necessary push for them to go and prove them selves.. Isn't that we all ever want ourselves.. She even went to the extent that sometimes when I had some sports practice or some rehersal's she would tell me the story during dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I moved to Chennai.. Hnmm and staying with my bro.. and then it was coming on Zee English.. and that too the perfect time.. 9:30 pm.. Perfecto.. Finish dinner.. and sit with a tub of ice cream.. obviously he would sit with a bigger spoon though.. Goshhh soo manny memoriess.. watching FRIENDS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;And that is what has inspired me to write about FRIENDS.. and trying to see what was protrayed in reel life to real life.. ( well  not comparing the stars now  .. which to consider is not a bad idea .. ) but comparing to all our lifes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Its always said you can't choose one's family not that you have much choice.. considering the fact that we haven't been given much choice over there to begin with ;) .. well .. okk won't get there now.. thats entirely different conversational topic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But then friends is whom we choose and in most of the cases the people who act as family when we are alone and away from our real family and in most cases ends up been more important than your family. You end up sharing your inner most secrets.. thoughts.. what scares.. ur sorrows.. and what not.. and they are always there to support you.. might also say the one that all of us dread the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;" I TOLD U SO ....... " routine .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;How many times have you not heard that comment from your friends.. and still they will be around with u .. in ur times of need.. the support that you always wanted.. Is if it you cribbing for some idiotic notion .. so blabbering.. ( which I'm very famous for ).. but still they are there for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So here I'm taking time to thank for all the FRIENDS who have come into my life.. Who left their prints.. and made me the person who I'm now.. Thank you for being there when I needed you.. Sorry if i let you down and if I was ever not there for you the way you were for me.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-1043288764922255143?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/1043288764922255143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=1043288764922255143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1043288764922255143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/1043288764922255143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2007/12/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-8686328955846886974</id><published>2007-12-05T09:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:28:10.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief'/><title type='text'>Let it Go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi, I received this email the other day and thought that I should share it. I think whatever stage in the journey of life you are going through, you will somehow relate to this. Especially seeing that we at times tend to always agonize on the little simple obstacles in life. I think it is simply inspiring way to begin the New Year. *** &gt; Let it go for 2008 ...by T. D. Jakes &gt; &gt; There are people who can walk away from you. &gt; And hear me when I tell you this! &gt; When people can walk away from you: let them walk. &gt; &gt; &gt; I don't want you to try to talk another person into staying with you, &gt; loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to see you, staying &gt; attached to you. &gt; I mean hang up the phone. &gt; &gt; &gt; When people can walk away from you let them walk. &gt; Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left. &gt; The bible said that, &gt; They came out from us that it might be made manifest &gt; &gt; that they were not for us. &gt; For had they been of us, &gt; no doubt they would have continued with us. [1 John 2:19] &gt; &gt; &gt; People leave you because they are not joined to you. &gt; &gt; And if they are not joined to you, &gt; you can't make them stay. &gt; Let them go. &gt; &gt; &gt; And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person, &gt; it just means that their part in the story is over. &gt; And you've got to know when people's &gt; part in your story is over so that you &gt; don't keep trying to raise the dead. &gt; &gt; &gt; You've got to know when it's dead. &gt; You've got to know when it's over. &gt; Let me tell you something. &gt; I've got the gift of good-bye. &gt; It's the tenth spiritual gift, &gt; I believe in good-bye. &gt; &gt; &gt; It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm faithful, &gt; and I know whatever God means for me to have &gt; He'll give it to me. &gt; And if it takes too much sweat I don't need it. &gt; Stop begging people to stay. &gt; Let them go!! &gt; &gt; &gt; If you are holding on to something &gt; that doesn't belong to you and was never intended &gt; for your life, &gt; then you need to ..LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you are holding on to past hurts and pains ... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If someone can't treat you right, love you back, and &gt; see your worth... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If someone has angered you ... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and &gt; revenge .. &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you are involved in a wrong relationship or &gt; addiction ... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets &gt; your needs or &gt; talents .. &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you have a bad attitude... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you keep judging others to make yourself feel &gt; better... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to &gt; take you to a new &gt; level in Him... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you are struggling with the healing of a broken &gt; relationship.... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you keep trying to help someone who won't even &gt; try to help &gt; themselves.. &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If you're feeling depressed and stressed .... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; If there is a particular situation that you are so &gt; used to handling &gt; yourself and God is saying "take your hands off of &gt; it," then you need to... &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; Let the past be the past. &gt; Forget the former things. &gt; GOD is doing a new thing for 2008 !!! &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; Get Right or Get Left .. think about it, and then &gt; LET IT GO!!! &gt; &gt; &gt; "The Battle is the Lord's!" &gt; &gt; During the next 60 seconds, Stop whatever you are &gt; doing, and take this &gt; opportunity. (Literally it is only One minute!) All &gt; you have to do is the &gt; following: You simply say "The Lords Prayer" for the &gt; person that sent you this message: &gt; The Lords Prayer &gt; &gt; Our Father, &gt; who art in Heaven, &gt; Hallowed be Thy Name, &gt; Thy Kingdom Come, &gt; Thy Will be done, &gt; on Earth as it is in Heaven. &gt; Give us this day, &gt; our daily bread &gt; and forgive us our trespasses &gt; as we forgive those who trespass against us. &gt; And lead us not into temptation &gt; but deliver us from evil. &gt; For Thine is the Kingdom, &gt; and the Power, &gt; and the Glory, &gt; forever and ever. &gt; &gt; Amen. &gt; &gt; &gt; God loves you and watches over you every day. &gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_right"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dundee.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=312360&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=7366673011&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;id=503702307"&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2007/12/let-it-go.html' title='Let it Go !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3017530132321885150</id><published>2007-11-30T23:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:23:57.092+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>READY TO FLY By Richard Marx</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to open the door&lt;br /&gt;To the secret of my destiny&lt;br /&gt;And every new road I think is the one&lt;br /&gt;Seems to lead right back to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've looked for a way to be wiser&lt;br /&gt;A way to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Now I see the answer was hiding&lt;br /&gt;In me all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;Over the sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a rocket to heaven&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to soar&lt;br /&gt;Right through the sky&lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high&lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restless, hopeless, and misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;Like so many others I know&lt;br /&gt;So busy tryin' to keep holdin' on&lt;br /&gt;When I should've been letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was given the gift to find it&lt;br /&gt;The spirit inside me&lt;br /&gt;But I never really imagined&lt;br /&gt;All I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;Over the sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a rocket to heaven&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to soar&lt;br /&gt;Right through the sky&lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high&lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to all of my wonder&lt;br /&gt;Was right in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time for me to discover&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;Over the sun&lt;br /&gt;Like a rocket to heaven&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to soar&lt;br /&gt;Right through the sky&lt;br /&gt;Never dreamed I'd find something to lift me so high&lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't ready to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had wings&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm finally ready to fly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-3017530132321885150?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/3017530132321885150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=3017530132321885150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3017530132321885150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/3017530132321885150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2007/11/ready-to-fly-by-richard-marx.html' title='READY TO FLY By Richard Marx'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-6861359762039658742</id><published>2007-11-21T18:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:26:51.778+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Friends ( college )!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Moving from Hyderabad and I came to Chennai..&lt;br /&gt;N the JEPPIEAR Trust.. and Sathyabama Institute of Science and Technology.. Considering the fact that I first joined.. Panimalar and then got transfered to Sathyabama .. well feels weird.. but then I wouldn't have met couple of my friends that I do have now.. would I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So starting from my Journey to college.. met this Girl in my locality.. which at that time was Royapettah.. Archana ( uff ARCH.. lost her single status.. ) Goshh the constant chatters we have.. and the rushing back to the bus to catch the seats.. considering the fact that we always used to get the same place.. still don't know why we used to run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my close pal Kamakshi ( uff KAM's ) met her in one of the extra classes been conducted during the study hols as she was sick during the term time.. and me just transfered student.. and who was a big supporting factor later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes my EIE class..&lt;br /&gt;Who will I start with Preeti ( uff PRETHA ) I think Arch got us introduced considering we were going to be in the same dept.. and She got me introduced to the Rest of the class.. Starting from the movies.. eat outs at Hot pt at Thiruvanmyur with Jane and Arch.. or be it Gangotri..the nite out's... Man we did so much.. Am sure I could just go on and on.. but then u do know that you r special to me.. coz u r the only person who understands my blabbering.. and will blabber equally back to me.. then there is Jane.. Resmi ( Uff RESH ) and Sharmila (uff SHARMI ).. We used to call ourself JASPER by striking out the E.. hehe i know weird but that was the name of our gang.. miss that fun.... well that was us..&lt;br /&gt;Special mention to my two bench mates for 2 yrs of my college life.. .. Aarya ( One of the first to loose her single status ).. with her constant updates about movie.. music.. and everything possible under this earth.. and Dhanya ( my temporary room mate as well.. ) she was also a good supplier of Breakfast for Aarya and Me.. will never forget that. . the food was yummyy !!!!!..&lt;br /&gt;And now the boys.. who pretend that the are silent.. but anyways .. GT , Joji , Ajay, Aditya ( Uff ADI ) .. Rahul ..Subramanium ( uff SUBBU ) ... Balthazar ( uff BALTHA .. hehe we used to constantly talk more just before exam time as we would be sitting near each other.. ;) and that help is always required ).. Charles ( uff CHARLIE .. the silent dude.. who i got to know much better once we left college.. hehe and who is also a hopeless nut.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember our Industrial Visit..The Road trip.. that to with the seniors.. when you are not supposed to go with guyss.. Goshh... Well we did visit the Mill.. well I think we did that by mistake in Coimbatore.. and the next thing you know we all had landed up for the Movie.. RUN.. weird.. as if there is no theatre's in Chennai we all watched it in Coimbatore.. then the trips to Ooty.. kodai.. the train journeys.. pondy.. It was so much fun.. Still remember we went to some theme park and trying to swim in the wave pool.. then the boat rides.. and cycling around the lake.. trekking.. the bon fire... It was really awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N then when I moved to T Nagar .. Met Pretty.. and Shyla ( who's in my class )&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this constant chatter on our fastest bus in college.. ( which is just the opposite.. as it used to give way to all the bus in the entire college and then go.. but our driver anna was really cool.. ) poor thing.. am sure he used to get irritated with the way pretty and me sit and sing.. or chatter so loudlyy.. goshh am suprised that he didn't actually throw us out of the bus.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from ppl mentioned.... there are loads of people who r friends of mine.. but not from my dept..and some who are not from my college even.. Couple of seniors.. and few were just casual friends.. but later on became good friends..Especially when I was staying in Bessie.. Guess I'll write a blog about that later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then life moves on and so did we all.. couple of us.. away.. couple of us still remain the way we are.. But life just moves on.. I'm happy that I knew them all at some point of my life.. Because without them all I wouldn't have been the way I'm now.. Thank you all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4818550252885802182-6861359762039658742?l=world-ani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/feeds/6861359762039658742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4818550252885802182&amp;postID=6861359762039658742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6861359762039658742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4818550252885802182/posts/default/6861359762039658742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-friends-college.html' title='My Friends ( college )!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-2736547974979023721</id><published>2007-11-18T16:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:26:20.923+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Outside Looking In..... !!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Paper houses and fallen angels&lt;br /&gt;and times you can't see in front of you&lt;br /&gt;wasted moments tried to be someone&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to be for you&lt;br /&gt;but I feel my world coming back to life&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are finally open again&lt;br /&gt;now I see it all in a different light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on the outside&lt;br /&gt;finally on the outside looking in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaching out into unknown spaces&lt;br /&gt;with nothing left here to blur the view&lt;br /&gt;now I know i've got to find this picture frozen in my mind&lt;br /&gt;of a life I never knew&lt;br /&gt;but I feel my world comming back to life&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are finally open again&lt;br /&gt;now I see it all in a different life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing on the outside&lt;br /&gt;Finally on the outside looking in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tearing out the page&lt;br /&gt;breathing for a change&lt;br /&gt;and it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel myself comming back to life&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally on the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally on the outside&lt;br /&gt;and I feel my world comming back to life&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes are finally open again&lt;br /&gt;and now I see it all in a 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href='http://world-ani.blogspot.com/2007/11/outside-looking-in.html' title='Outside Looking In..... !!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06146945834151448871</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNGC-hzpwCk/SXUVyUrunMI/AAAAAAAACD0/PpbPhWRTNXw/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4818550252885802182.post-3413379581197069017</id><published>2007-11-05T21:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:23:57.092+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Am so into music..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well since I was bugging sohini with the music i'm listening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So she gave me the idea.. of blogging it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So here is a compilations of few songs.. well.. they are not the happening songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But they are few  of my favourites and I don't get tired of hearing them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Well would like to start with my all time favourite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Bryan  Adams - Here I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; This is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; There's nowhere else on earth I'd rather be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It's just me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Tonight we make our dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It's a new world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It's a new start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It's alive with the beating of young hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It's a new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; It's a new plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; I've been waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard Marx - Right Here Waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; Oceans apart day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; And I slowly go insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; I hear your voice on the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; But it doesn't stop the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; If I see you next to never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; How can we say forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Wherever you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Whatever you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Whatever it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Or how my heart breaks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I will be right here waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIDO - Here with ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; oh I am what I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; i'll do what I want  but I can't hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I won't go  I won't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I can't breathe until you're resting here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I won't leave  I can't hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; I cannot be until you're resting here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ronan Keating - When U say nothing at all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; without saying a word you can light up the dark ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; trying I may I can never explain what I hear when you dont say a thing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; the smile on your face let me know that you need me ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; there's a truth in your eyes saying you'll never leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; the touch of your hands says you'll catch me wherever I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; you say a best when you say nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Daniel Bedingfield - If you are not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; I never know what the future brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; But I know you are here with me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; We’ll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt; And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BackStreet Boys - Incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Voices tell me I should carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; But I am swimming in an ocean all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Baby, my baby, it’s written on your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; You still wonder if we made a big mistake&lt;/span&gt
