<?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-2245059390553313866</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:59:55.998+08:00</updated><category term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><category term='Incredible India'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='life in singapore'/><category term='Brother'/><category term='Positivity'/><category term='Anger'/><category term='Motivation'/><category term='Time Pass'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Random Thoughts'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='Favourites'/><category term='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Ten day challenge'/><category term='Me n Myself'/><category term='bro'/><category term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Me, My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-7836519793546940939</id><published>2011-07-14T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T09:12:00.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 10(one picture)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Its end of the 10 day challenge and have to end off with one picture of myself!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my favourite picture taken by my bro at SG airport. Taken in my favourite colour in my favourite place by my favourite person. So this becomes extremely favourite :) haha. This is V's favourite too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TM-AayqOs/Th5dkDBNKlI/AAAAAAAAFqA/8W5ZUoUI9jQ/s1600/meee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TM-AayqOs/Th5dkDBNKlI/AAAAAAAAFqA/8W5ZUoUI9jQ/s320/meee.jpg" width="281px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-7836519793546940939?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/7836519793546940939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=7836519793546940939&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7836519793546940939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7836519793546940939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-10one-picture.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 10(one picture)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S7TM-AayqOs/Th5dkDBNKlI/AAAAAAAAFqA/8W5ZUoUI9jQ/s72-c/meee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1914866835921717778</id><published>2011-07-13T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:04:32.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 9(2 songs)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I shall write about two songs that are running in my mind right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/FbxK8BigyFQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FbxK8BigyFQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FbxK8BigyFQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Beautiful song.Lovely music.One of the reason for liking this song is also because of the location. Look how amazing India is!...Kudos to AR Rahman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/FNUe4wmZMQs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FNUe4wmZMQs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FNUe4wmZMQs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A perfect song to express an important loss in a person's life. Losing someone we love is the biggest punishment god can give us.This song is filled with emotions. No description needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-1914866835921717778?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1914866835921717778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1914866835921717778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1914866835921717778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1914866835921717778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-82-songs.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 9(2 songs)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5566225751327820105</id><published>2011-07-12T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:04:20.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 8(3 films)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love to watch films but prefer regional films more than english. I watch only selective english movies but love all the animated movies. I wonder how people stand all that&amp;nbsp; voilence in the&amp;nbsp;english movies. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s hard to list down top 3 movies!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. P.S I love you. A very sweet and emotional movie. Love the storyline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPDEWaNoIjM/ThvHe3uMU3I/AAAAAAAAFp8/q2jmQtHOy0w/s1600/112039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPDEWaNoIjM/ThvHe3uMU3I/AAAAAAAAFp8/q2jmQtHOy0w/s320/112039.jpg" width="216px" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Telugu movie Godavari. I have seen this movie number of times (lost count). I love the songs and the locations shown in the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ic59xvr8AYA/ThvHc7RXUoI/AAAAAAAAFp0/Jg8qmddX-mQ/s1600/godavari-movie-online.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ic59xvr8AYA/ThvHc7RXUoI/AAAAAAAAFp0/Jg8qmddX-mQ/s320/godavari-movie-online.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Of course bollywood actor Hrithik’s Kaho Na Pyaar Hai will be part of this list. Fallen in love with the songs and his dance. My all time favourite since my school days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W-rm6PnoAc0/ThvHeYOL4nI/AAAAAAAAFp4/PHGrplt8wNo/s1600/Kaho-Naa-Pyaar-Hai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W-rm6PnoAc0/ThvHeYOL4nI/AAAAAAAAFp4/PHGrplt8wNo/s320/Kaho-Naa-Pyaar-Hai.jpg" width="316px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-5566225751327820105?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5566225751327820105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5566225751327820105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5566225751327820105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5566225751327820105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-73-films.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 8(3 films)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JPDEWaNoIjM/ThvHe3uMU3I/AAAAAAAAFp8/q2jmQtHOy0w/s72-c/112039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-8469622037357065928</id><published>2011-07-11T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T11:04:04.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 7(4 books)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me and books are poles apart. So this post is extremely difficult for me. I may not even mention 4 books. Yes I am that bad in reading. The only time I read lot of books was in school days because of my english teacher who forced us to use new words in english essays! I remember cursing her during my often trips to library. She was so strict that we need to write down 10 new words every week and use it in the essays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t know why but I prefer Indian authors compared to others. I am not being racist here but I somehow feel some attachment to Indian authors. So in that list I love chetan bhagat’s 2 states and five point someone. I read few more books but I don’t remember the names!. Sorry I am really that hopeless when it comes to books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Would love to read Preeti Shenoy’s two books. Maybe that will be next in my list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This post is incomplete but this is the best I could do :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-8469622037357065928?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/8469622037357065928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=8469622037357065928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/8469622037357065928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/8469622037357065928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-64-books.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 7(4 books)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6559199272238415918</id><published>2011-07-10T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:57:04.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 6(5 Food)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s all about food today. A perfect post on a Sunday. I eat a lot totally opposite to what I look. I love eating but I am very health conscious. So lets get down to the list :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Definitely chocolates will be&amp;nbsp;first in the list especially Ferrero Rocher. This is my all time favorite. Its heaven wrapped in a small package :).&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Arial','sans-serif';"&gt;While I am eating chocolates I don't think of anything and after eating I think of nothing but the exercise I have to do to remove the fats. Well that's me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Nothing beats mom’s cooking. Love the simple dhal dish she cooks. Dhal with hot rice and pickle is the best combination. It’s bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Ice milo. I have mentioned it in the previous post also. The only drink that comes into my mind every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. I am against fast food. It’s purely unhealthy and not something I want as part of my daily meal but KFC &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt; in few months is still acceptable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Idli (south Indian breakfast). My bro name it as deadly patient’s breakfast :). According to me It is the healthiest breakfast in Indian cuisine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The next post is going to be extremely hard!.How can I write about 4 books!oh god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-6559199272238415918?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6559199272238415918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6559199272238415918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6559199272238415918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6559199272238415918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-65-food.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 6(5 Food)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3097278043691443687</id><published>2011-07-09T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:32:30.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 5(6 Places)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always relate and remember people with places. We might forget people but not the places we went with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Hyderabad. This place automatically counts in. Everything is beautiful in this city. This city holds my entire childhood memories. Love this city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Home is the best place for me. I love weekends so that I can be at home with my family. Even though I don’t do anything it doesn’t matter as long as I am at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Sometimes I prefer to be left alone. All alone in my room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. I love some places in Singapore. Especially my college and East Coast Park. Have lot of good memories with my close friends. If I ever leave this country&amp;nbsp;I would definitely miss these places. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Pasiris park in Singapore. It’s calm and peaceful. Went there only twice but would love to go there often. One memorable event in this place&amp;nbsp;was to&amp;nbsp;celebrate my close friend’s 21st birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. Kullu manali in India. I have not seen this place yet but something in me tell me that it will be heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-3097278043691443687?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3097278043691443687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3097278043691443687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3097278043691443687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3097278043691443687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-56-places.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 5(6 Places)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5992547896322939980</id><published>2011-07-08T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:26:51.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 4 (7 wants)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Day 4! 7 wants. I have lot of wishes.I wish it was not restricted to 7!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. I want to visit Newzealand very soon. This has been in my wish list for the past 10 years or more ever since I&amp;nbsp;knew bollywood start Hrithik’s first movie Kaho na pyaar hai being shot in NZ. It’s a lovely place. Hopefully this will be fulfilled by next year atleast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Adding on to that I want to travel more. I have not even seen 10% of the world. I want to see more places, want to have more stamps in my passport. Wish to travel to one new country every year. Not asking for too much :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. I want a big house with spacious bedroom and nice terrace. The house should have treadmill. I know this is the only way I will remind myself to be healthy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. I want all the chocolates in the world to be fat free. I love chocolates but the huge fat % on the chocolate cover turns me off!argh!wonder why all the tasty food in the world are unhealthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. If there is one wish that I am wishing every day it could be V’s arrival in Singapore. Keeping my fingers crossed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. I want a long vacation in a snow country! Yes a vacation with full of snow experience. I have not seen snow yet! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. Finally a shopping trip to India!Yes just a shopping trip :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-5992547896322939980?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5992547896322939980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5992547896322939980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5992547896322939980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5992547896322939980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-4-7-wants.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 4 (7 wants)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3132273390111363284</id><published>2011-07-07T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T12:49:54.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 3 (8 Fears)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Its day 3!!! 8 fears. This is going to be tough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. For some reason I am worried that I have to stop working at some stage of my life. I can’t stay at home for too long. Despite of hating the routine life of waking up early, going to work, stressing myself with the office project deadlines, I love it. Sounds weird but haven’t you heard of “I love you but I hate you” :P Same logic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. I am not ready to be away from my family. I know all those logics that girl has to leave her family after marriage and etc but if I am given a chance I wouldn’t want to do that. Actually the thought of it nowadays scares me :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Definitely have fear for heights but I love rides and theme park games so I hide this fear within me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. How can I forget my fear for dogs! I can’t stand them even from far. Sorry if I offended dog lovers but for me a big no for dogs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. I always remind myself that I can't and won't drive a car. I have fear for car driving. Will try to get over it but Singapore's expensive driving classes are not helping me to get over this fear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. After the langkawi incident I have fear for parasailing. I don't want to go through the phyical and mental pain of fracture all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. Despite of being an Information technology student I have a fear for programming languages. People say it’s based on logic but I for me it’s not human language. My weakest subjects in college were always programming modules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8. No one like losing friends including me. I have lost some good friends in life.They walked off for no reason so no regerts from my side. I am happy with the current friends in my life and wouldn't want to lose them at any cost especially my best friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/2245059390553313866-3132273390111363284?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3132273390111363284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3132273390111363284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3132273390111363284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3132273390111363284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-3-8-fears.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 3 (8 Fears)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6804449363794535623</id><published>2011-07-06T12:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:52:13.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 2 (Nine Loves)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This 9 loves are definitely not in order.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&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: #3d85c6;"&gt;1. My parents and brother comes first in my life. No one will ever replace them. My day is not complete without a short chitchat with my brother. &lt;/span&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pI2zcFX1vow/ThPgezzJYTI/AAAAAAAAFpk/C_dbewseOIc/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="156px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pI2zcFX1vow/ThPgezzJYTI/AAAAAAAAFpk/C_dbewseOIc/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;2. I love my job. This is my first job and I am enjoying every bit of it. My current job has transformed me to a better and matured person. Right now it is making me feel complete. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;3. He irritates me most of the time and he is totally opposite of me but still my life is incomplete without him. Well that’s V :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;4. Bowling is the only game that I am ready to play anytime. I started playing this game when I was in college and have lot of good memories. Now I rarely play this game because I don’t have a good company to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8SFGPz1AQI/ThPggpG5XjI/AAAAAAAAFpo/tccwo6IU5Co/s1600/ObjectRender.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D8SFGPz1AQI/ThPggpG5XjI/AAAAAAAAFpo/tccwo6IU5Co/s320/ObjectRender.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;5. My good friend Sai. He has been my friend for the past 14yrs and yet nothing has changed between us. We are geographically far apart and meet up once every few years but our friendship is still strong. Many friends came into my life and left but only he proved me that friendship can and will always stay strong if you are true to it. He is a true friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIGUn2qgLV4/ThPg6Cpe1wI/AAAAAAAAFpw/mjrcf4eMQZg/s1600/girls%252520friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cIGUn2qgLV4/ThPg6Cpe1wI/AAAAAAAAFpw/mjrcf4eMQZg/s1600/girls%252520friendship-day-orkut-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&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: #3d85c6;"&gt;6. I love ice milo. I love it so much that I can have it every day; especially Mac Donald’s ice milo is heaven in Singapore’s hot weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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: #3d85c6;"&gt;7. I love to print out pictures and decorate them in frames and creative picture albums. I love this habit and I make it a point to give unique picture gifts to my close friends. I truly believe pictures hold lifetime memories.&lt;/span&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;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;8. I love collecting bags, shoes and accessories. I will never say no to any new collection :) Well a typical girl in this matter&lt;/span&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;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;9. Love collecting teddy bears and pooh. If I am given a chance I would continue the collection given my mother doesn’t complain about the lack of space. : ) &lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GYroyZJRYzM/ThPgiPk6soI/AAAAAAAAFps/osOxevQ7-Qo/s320/Picture_019.jpg" width="320px" /&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/2245059390553313866-6804449363794535623?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6804449363794535623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6804449363794535623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6804449363794535623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6804449363794535623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-day-2-nine-loves.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 2 (Nine Loves)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pI2zcFX1vow/ThPgezzJYTI/AAAAAAAAFpk/C_dbewseOIc/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2511460045882783828</id><published>2011-07-05T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:39:05.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ten day challenge'/><title type='text'>Ten day challenge-Day 1 (10 Secrets)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Came across this 10 Day you challenge in &lt;a href="http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Preeti’s&lt;/a&gt; blog. The 10-day challenge is over but better to be late than not doing it at all :) Love the idea. So why not:P . I am also doing this to make sure that I will blog often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;The 10-day challenge post is to write 10 secrets, 9 loves, 8 fears, 7 wants, 6 places, 5 foods, 4 books, 3 films, 2 songs and 1 picture of yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNYbFyOHyyQ/ThKaqKCSJCI/AAAAAAAAFpY/eo479sNVlts/s1600/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="149px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNYbFyOHyyQ/ThKaqKCSJCI/AAAAAAAAFpY/eo479sNVlts/s320/untitled.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So here we go on the 1st day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;10 secrets. It is extremely hard to put in words but I will try. People who are close to me do know about these secrets so it can also be some random facts about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;1. I hate pink colour. Especially clothes and hate the fact that people think by default all girls like pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;2. I don’t like people who judge others by height or any physical appearance. I can’t stand such ignorant people who thinks physical appearance is more important than character. Frankly speaking I am not tall (but not too short) and I get very angry when people point it out to me (other than my family members). Personally I judge others by character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;3. I want only love marriage in my life. I am totally against the idea of arranged marriages. I don’t understand how a person can accept someone who didn’t exist in their life before. Agree people might find this weird but according to me best way is to know them well, love them and then get married. Well not all love marriages are successful and not all arranged marriages are a failure. Personally I feel I can only handle love marriage. After all the guy needs to know how difficult it is to handle me :P . &lt;em&gt;Well this wish is almost fulfilled :P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;4. I am extremely bad in Mathematics. I guess extreme is a small word! I shouldn’t say this especially when my brother is a mathematics genius. For some reason numbers scare me. Life would be better without mathematics and I wish MBA entrance exam didn’t have this subject. Argh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;5. I love eating raw rice grains. It’s chewy and sweet. Due to this weird habit I was scolded by my family members very often. Well now this habit has vanished. &lt;em&gt;Almost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;6. I can’t tolerate people who are late. My friends know this very well as I have plenty of experience in waiting for them. To my close friends my anger is obvious but for others I try to digest the fact and get done with the meeting but the meeting won’t be normal. Promise on that : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;7. One thing that attracts me in the opposite sex is the smile. I am a crazy fan of Indian movie actor Madhavan (maddy) just for his sweet smile. Well V knows this very well :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;8. I hate swimming not for the fact that I can’t swim and etc etc but the fear that swimming will make me dark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;9. There are two people who I hate and will hate for rest of my life. Usually I am not the type who will be angry on people but this two people don’t deserve my forgiveness. Never! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;10. Silently I feel extremely happy when people tell me that I look like 16 or 18 yrs old teenager despite of being in early 20s. I love being young! Today&amp;nbsp;a beautiful lady made my day by saying this :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So here are my 10 secrets. Next is 9 loves! That will be easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&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/2245059390553313866-2511460045882783828?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2511460045882783828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2511460045882783828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2511460045882783828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2511460045882783828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/07/ten-day-challenge-10-secrets.html' title='Ten day challenge-Day 1 (10 Secrets)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JNYbFyOHyyQ/ThKaqKCSJCI/AAAAAAAAFpY/eo479sNVlts/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3928551482750191931</id><published>2011-06-06T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:42:27.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The crazy thoughts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life has been so crappy for the past 1 month that I have totally forgotten to post about this. It’s not important but definitely something that I will never forget for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Does god listen to what we think and wish for in our mind? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well after the incident that took place last month I am having doubts about this statement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Two months back during a discussion with my office colleagues I shared with them how my brother was very good friend of injuries when he was a kid. I also shared with them how I am stranger to all this. Immediately in my mind I had a thought about what it feels like going through a major injury that disturbs your routine life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well it was only a thought! Just a thought! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Never knew I will be given a chance to taste it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The taste of it was far bitter than what I have imagined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last month during a family trip to langkawi I decided to try something very adventurous and ended up paying high price for it. Brother and I went on parasailing and due to some unknown reasons I fractured my two toes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For someone who have not tasted any physical injuries since childhood this fracture came as a surprise. The surprise followed by a long medical leave for 3 weeks, a fracture cast on my leg and two crutches to support me for the rest of the 3 weeks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I still remember the expression on the doctor face when I asked him “so you mean I can’t go to work for 3 weeks”. I must have looked like one crazy patient who doesn’t understand the basic meaning of fracture cast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My friends and colleagues told me it’s fun to rest at home and tried to convince me not to get depressed about the fracture. Staying at home for 3 weeks is not fun and especially if you have to limit sitting in just 1 place! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Three weeks was definitely not easy. Besides of not able to walk on my own feet and not able to do even simple tasks, I had to face some issues at work due to my long medical leave. All this tensions stressed me up and one person who got affected by my mood swings was V. Felt sorry for him but couldn’t help it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Every day was a like a week; a week was a month and so on. I hated the fact that even weekends were dragging. I guess that’s the first time in my life I wished for a shorter weekends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am still not out from the one month. Even now sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night just to check if there is a fracture cast on my leg! I know this sounds crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;keeping&amp;nbsp;aside all the pain I had to go through I still loved the parasailing experience:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh god I do wish for lot more good things in my mind. How I wish all of that come true just like this crazy thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&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/2245059390553313866-3928551482750191931?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3928551482750191931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3928551482750191931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3928551482750191931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3928551482750191931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/06/crazy-thoughts.html' title='The crazy thoughts!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3735640192747040792</id><published>2011-05-25T08:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T08:18:54.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bro'/><title type='text'>Older growing old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s the day when my family doesn’t sleep before 12 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s the day that mom prepares her specialty dish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s the day that we see double happiness in a an ordinary day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s my dearest and sweetest brother birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Birthday Bro!...May all your wishes come true especially your current wish and you get all the happiness in the world. You deserve it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGsWO0HUv3k/Td2a1Ka9lpI/AAAAAAAAFnc/xjwE3sYUg-E/s1600/1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGsWO0HUv3k/Td2a1Ka9lpI/AAAAAAAAFnc/xjwE3sYUg-E/s320/1.JPG" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2245059390553313866-3735640192747040792?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3735640192747040792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3735640192747040792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3735640192747040792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3735640192747040792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/05/oldest-growing-older.html' title='Older growing old'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oGsWO0HUv3k/Td2a1Ka9lpI/AAAAAAAAFnc/xjwE3sYUg-E/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1808095903559918617</id><published>2011-04-14T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T18:35:27.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>100 Truths to kill time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;LAST TIMES…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Last beverage: Pokka Lemon Tea..Btw the taste sucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Last phone call: my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Last text message: To Dear friend Anita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. Last song you listened to: Some English songs that are played in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Last time you cried: Few days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. Dated someone twice: No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. Been cheated on? : No, who'd dare do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9. Lost someone special? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10. Been depressed? Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up? Yes and my dear friend Anita is responsible for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12. Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;13.White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;14.Sky Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;15. Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;16. Made new friends: in school, college and at office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;17. Fallen out of love: No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;18. Laughed until you cried: Many a times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;19. Met someone who changed you: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;20. Found out who your true friends were: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;21. Found out someone was talking about you: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HAVE YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;22. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: Yes,since Vinod(V) is included in the List : ).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;23. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: 100% of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;24. How many kids do you want to have: ???? Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;25. Do you have any pets: No and I wouldn't want to have any. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;26. Do you want to change your name: No Never. I am proud of my unique name given by my parents. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;27. What did you do for your last birthday: Cut the cake at 12am with my family and took my parents and brother for lunch followed by shopping with them to choose my birthday gift from brother :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;28.What time did you wake up today: 6.20am. Its hell waking up early in the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;29. What were you doing at midnight last night: of course sleeping ..what else :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;30. Name something you CANNOT wait for : for V to come to SG. Hope it happens asap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;31. Last time you saw your father: today morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;32. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: hmm nothing for the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;33. Most visited web page: Gmail/ FB/ Twitter..As what my brother say my internet world revolves around these sites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;WHAT'S YOUR :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;34. Name: Sagarika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;35. Nicknames: heeehehee..long list there..Chitti, rika, saga,bujji &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;36. Zodiac sign: Virgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;37. Male or female or transgender : Female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;38. Elementary: Geetanjali in Hyderabad. Love the school and love the inform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;39. Colleges: hmm boring University of Newcastle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;40. Hair color: Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;41. Long or short: Long Long :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;42. Height: arghhh skip skip skip :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;43. Do you have a crush on someone?: Right now?if so , No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;44. Ever been in love? Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;45. Piercings? Pierced ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;46. Tattoos? No and never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;47. Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;48. First surgery: None until now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;49. First piercing: hmm should ask my mother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;50. First best friend: Sai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;51. First sport you loved: Bowling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;52. First pet : No pets in my life plz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;53. First vacation: Out of India it has to be Malaysia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;54. First concert: Have not gotten a chance yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;55. First crush: hehe don’t remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;56. Eating: nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;57. Drinking: nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;58. I'm about to: Fall asleep with this ever ending list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;59. Listening to: Songs that are been played in the background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;60. Waiting for: June. I want to go to India..Plzzzzz someone parcel me over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;61. Want kids? Sure. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;62. Want to get married? Of course, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;63. Careers in mind? Business Analyst or anything in IT expect for programmer :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;64. Lips or eyes: Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;65. Hugs or kisses: Depends on the person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;66. Shorter or taller: Taller than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;67. Older or Younger: Older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;68. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;69. Nice stomach or nice arms: Nice Arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;70. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;71. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship, all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;72. Trouble maker or hesitant: Trouble maker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;73. Kissed a stranger: Crazy!no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;74. Lost glasses/contacts: Of course. That’s the careless me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;76. Broken some one's heart: No and I hope not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;77. Had your own heart broken: Yes :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;78. Been arrested: Hehe I am good girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;79. Turned someone down: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;80. Cried when someone died: Yes..My grandfather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;81. Liked a friend that is a girl? : Like in what sense?I am straight!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;81. Yourself: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;82. Miracles: maybe if it ever happens in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;83. God: Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;84. Love at first sight: Kind of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;85. Heaven: Not really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;86. Santa Claus: nahhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;87. Kiss on the first date? Ummm no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;88. Angels: Do they even exist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;89. Devils: haha maybe ya after watching ram Gopal Varma movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;90. Is there one person you want to be with right now? Yesssss. and that person isn't with me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;91. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;92. Wanted to kill someone ever? yes and I still wanna kill the person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;93. Among you blog mates, whom would you like to kiss? No One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;94. Committed a blunder and regretted later? : Yes lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;95. Wanted to steal you friend's boyfriend / girlfriend? Of course not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ASSOCIATE WITH SOMETHING YOU WEAR :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;96. White: Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;97. Black: Bindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;98. Red: Can’t think of any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;99. Pink: Lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;100. Posting this as 100 Truths? of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2245059390553313866-1808095903559918617?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1808095903559918617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1808095903559918617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1808095903559918617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1808095903559918617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/04/100-truths-to-kill-time.html' title='100 Truths to kill time'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3017778253480665691</id><published>2011-04-11T12:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T10:24:27.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>The Confused me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love my job BUT I want to resign and&amp;nbsp;take a&amp;nbsp;good break in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I enjoy working in Singapore BUT I can’t wait to leave this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love to be fit and healthy BUT I hate those running sessions and healthy food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate to waste my hard earned money BUT I can't say no to shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love travelling BUT I hate these routine trips to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am excited to move on to the next phase in my life BUT I refuse to leave my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love to cook BUT I know nuts about cooking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I love staying in Hyderabad BUT the idea about shifting there permanently leaves me termbling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would love to continue this post BUT I am racing against time : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the confused me right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&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/2245059390553313866-3017778253480665691?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3017778253480665691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3017778253480665691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3017778253480665691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3017778253480665691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/04/confused-me.html' title='The Confused me'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6226701183761061245</id><published>2011-02-24T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T09:12:57.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Incredible India'/><title type='text'>Back with a bang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am blogging after a good half year. OMG time files. It’s hard to believe that I was away for so long. Won’t be giving silly excuses for not blogging as I had a valid reason and that is my education. For the past two years life has been a crazy roller coaster ride. I was leading a typical corporate life with my day ending at 11pm.Well I might say it was more than a typical life. Now I am back and I am back for good! Well the good reason for being back is I am finally done and over with my education! It sounds extremely good and smoothing for my ears. No more rushing to university after work, no more late nights on the road and no more burnt weekends. Now that I have plenty of time in my hands, I am lost on how to spend it. :D. Well that’s the typical me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well New Year started with an awesome trip to India. I go to India once a year but this year was something different. Went there without any expectations but came back with life full of memories. There is something in India that pulls me closer despite of being far. Spend 3 meaningful weeks with my family and relatives exploring new places including the golden temple in Tamil Nadu. Actually I am not the type who enjoy temple visits but the company I had made a difference. I forgot what it feels like to be around 15 relatives and cousins of my age at the same time. This trip has brought back all those missed moments in life. Surprisingly during this trip met only one friend of mine. Not regretting on that as life is less complicated now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Explored Hyderabad more than expected, all thanks to brother and Vinod. They are truly sweethearts. Now I can proudly speak out that I saw the highlights of Hyderabad including the famous charminar. Don’t even want to get started about the food in Hyderabad. The Hyderabad biryani in Paradise hotel is awesome. The city has covered itself with western culture. It has nothing less compared to a modern society in terms of culture, food, entertainment and fashion. One thing that amazes me about Hyderabad is the shopping options. One can never run out of places to shop if they have a heavy pocket. There is a polluted side for this beautiful dream city. Traffic is ridiculous and people forgot the meaning of rules. It looks as if everyone is rushing to their destination. No one cares for their safety putting their fellow drivers’ life at risk. I still have to hold on to someone’s hand like a 3 yrs old kid to cross the road. Despite of being born and brought up in Hyderabad, I feel like a guest there. One amazing new fashion in Hyderabad is the girls are covered from head to toe: D. Thanks to the pollution that no one dares to come out of that covered layers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Everything was exciting for the 3 weeks but deep inside my hearts knows the truth that life will be back to square one. It is hard to choose between a dream and reality. I prefer Singapore when it comes to profession and development but real life and happiness is in India. I am sure every Indian staying out of India faces this dilemma. Well some things in life have no definite answers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Good news is will blog more often now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Leaving you all with a beautiful picture of charminar clicked by brother.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l0PcxDT5Og/TWZcg2390wI/AAAAAAAADww/jTKZxC9-GBA/s1600/SNC00753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l0PcxDT5Og/TWZcg2390wI/AAAAAAAADww/jTKZxC9-GBA/s320/SNC00753.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2245059390553313866-6226701183761061245?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6226701183761061245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6226701183761061245&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6226701183761061245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6226701183761061245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2011/02/back-with-bang.html' title='Back with a bang!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l0PcxDT5Og/TWZcg2390wI/AAAAAAAADww/jTKZxC9-GBA/s72-c/SNC00753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5644553079354128151</id><published>2010-08-22T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T11:19:29.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>It Happens Only In India</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This post has been in pending state for quite some time. As usual busy schedules and of course my laziness plays a part too. Recently I went to India for my friend’s wedding and this time I am back with lots of memories. This trip has given me an unique experience and I must say I have learnt lot&amp;nbsp;in this trip. Travelling alone has contributed to this unique experience as I had plenty of time in my hand that I absorbed everything and anything: )…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Trip to India is incomplete if there are no highlights about the flight trip. I am sure many will agree with me on this.&amp;nbsp;:) . As expected I had my share of good and bad experience travelling with a bunch of weird, funny and irritating passengers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some highlights from my trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• I just don’t understand why some Indians don’t understand simple instructions such as “&lt;em&gt;Please fasten your seat belt, please switch off your mobile inside the flight and please don’t stand when the fight is landing&lt;/em&gt;”. I am sure these are simple instructions. It’s either this extra ordinary bunch doesn’t want to follow the instructions are they are just ignorant&amp;nbsp;about everything around them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• The moment fight touches the ground immediately you will hear the seats belts unfastened. I am not talking about 1 or 2 but the whole flight doing this despite of the instructions “&lt;em&gt;please fasten your seat belt until the seat belt sign is on&lt;/em&gt;”. Worst thing is a passenger beside me gave me this&amp;nbsp;weird expression when he saw me with fasten seat belt. In Indian flights right is wrong and wrong is right. Beware of this fact : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Just a word of caution to everyone who wish to travel in budget airlines in future. The ticket in these airlines is cheap but everything else is not cheap. Right from the food that we need to purchase in the flight, to the blanket and even the seat you are seating. Everything comes with a price tag. It’s funny to see stewardess selling food and other items in the flight. Gave me the impression of being in the local train. Talk about feeling at home: P. So finally when it was time for stewardess to do their sales, an Indian man stopped the lady and innocently asked ‘Hi madam do we need to pay for this food or you giving it for free’. The highlight of this is the cute expression given by the stewardess. Hats off to her for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• I know budget airlines won’t have any entertainment but what I didn’t know is entertainment is shared between passengers. To avoid bored room, I was watching ‘&lt;em&gt;Pyaar ka side effects’&lt;/em&gt; movie&amp;nbsp; but to my shock I noticed my fellow neighbor was enjoying the movie in my IPod together with me. It’s time airlines have a list of side effects for passengers travelling in their airways. I had to choose boring sleep over the interesting movie to avoid this sharing entertainment. That was a pure torture. Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Everyone knows that we Indians are good in expressions but sadly my neighbor in the flight refused to understand my ‘&lt;em&gt;I-am-not-interested’&lt;/em&gt; expression&amp;nbsp;about his life history. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Last but not the least its time our Indian airport authorities stop acting that they are doing their job. Doing their job is good but they overdo it at times. For the first time I felt we have lot to learn from world class airports like Singapore in terms of customer service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After going through all that unique experience in the flight ,I was finally excited to see what India has stored in for me. As I expected, India never disappoints me but it has more than enough to offer me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Heat in Tamil Nadu (southern part of India) is as expected and unbearable. Ice creams melt within seconds and Europeans can have a perfect sun tan within minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• The site of people making their own zebra crossing by holding hands, college girls and guys’ chit chatting at the corner of the roads while the girl eyes are carefully scanning the surroundings to spot her family members, heroines and heroes being treated as larger than life with their posters all over the city, animals given equal rights on the roads with humans, girls showing the true meaning of traditional clothing, people using brakes and horn often than accelerate, the cold breeze which comes with a different sand smell reminding what you are badly missing , are sites not to be missed. All this can’t be missed in our motherland as this makes our India unique. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• The homely feeling one can get even with strangers happens only in India. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Love the habit of all the relatives sleeping in groups in a big hall. The night is filled with laughter and fun. Modern lifestyle has given us too much of comfort and privacy, that we are slowly losing such small happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;• Indian weddings are a grand event. Right from preparing the bride, serving the guests, teasing the bridegroom, knowing hundreds of unknown relatives, forming new relations , new friendships and up course the ladies preparation with loads of gold , everything brings in lifetime memories. Saw a grand wedding after 10 years and it gave me memories for lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are thousands of reasons why I love going to India. It has everything and anything for everyone: )That’s my Incredible India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-5644553079354128151?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5644553079354128151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5644553079354128151&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5644553079354128151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5644553079354128151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-happens-only-in-india.html' title='It Happens Only In India'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1202197005013480697</id><published>2010-07-24T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T11:22:45.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivity'/><title type='text'>Positivity experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I came across this 7 days positivity experiment from &lt;a href="http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Preeti Shenoy’s&lt;/a&gt; blog. She was going through some tough times in her life and decided to focus on 5 things that make her happy or feel grateful of her life. &amp;nbsp;She comes up with great ideas and I absolutely love this idea. I don’t know if can do it for 7 days but glad I can at least do it for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;So here are the 5 things that made me appreciate my Saturday more than usual: D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Went to the airport to send-off my friend who is going to India for his wedding. I am very happy to see him excited for his wedding which is in 1 week’s time. I will be there to give him my support and share his happiness too!.1 more week to go!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;2. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Had a great chat with my best friend after the send-off. I can proudly say that she and I share such a beautiful friendship bond.&amp;nbsp; Feel blessed she knows that I am always there for her. Strange how happiness exists in such small incidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Today is Saturday and I don’t have to go to college .What can be better than this. Right now I am enjoying at home typing this post. Great way to enjoy my Saturday: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;4. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;My friend and I went for shopping and we got similar clothes. May sound childish but it is something we wanted to have for very long. Finally it happened. I also found some cool flats shoes. FINALLY! Sometimes shopping is enough to make my day hehe. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I got the chance to blog after very long and that reason itself made my Saturday. Thanks to Preeti’s idea: D.&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-1202197005013480697?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1202197005013480697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1202197005013480697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1202197005013480697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1202197005013480697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/07/positivity-experiment.html' title='Positivity experiment'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-981336233005917749</id><published>2010-07-03T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:29:48.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>9 Years of life in a foreign land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From the title you can guess what this post is going to be about. I am celebrating or rather trying to celebrate my 9 years in Singapore. Yea on the 1st of July mom and I landed in Singapore. I landed with lots of questions in my mind. Future was a question mark and education was a bigger question mark. This country changed me totally to a different person I didn’t imagine of. I came across incidents which I would have never encountered in India. Had my share of good and bad times in Singapore .Ever since I came here I can’t help but to count the loss and gains in my life for migrating here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is an extract of my loss and gain in Singapore: D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. I don’t know what it is like to bunk college, what it is like to get ragged by seniors, what it is like to enjoy 300 days in a year and study just for the remaining days, what it is like to plan out of station trips with friends, what it is like to talk about latest Indian fashion with college friends and moreover what it is like to be surrounded by group of Indian friends. After I left India in 8th standard I don’t know what it is like to grow up in an Indian environment. Singapore offered me different education style, different lifestyle and made me a confident person. I am grateful to my parents for showing me the other side of life but nothing can make up for what I lost. The college life I lost is equals to everything. The image I had in my heart about college life is from my brother and friends. This college life remained as a missing part in my life puzzle. Even now I feel a major part has been skipped in my life. Feels like someone fast forwarded my life and skipped one full important chapter. Even if I achieve everything in life, the feeling of this missing part is forever felt within me : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. If I was in India I doubt I would have been able to step into the working world at such a young age. This turn out to be the advantage as now I am able to support myself and my studies all by myself. I would say this experience kind of turned me into a responsible person. I am glad this happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. I meet my best friend once in 4 years or only when I go to India. The meeting duration has always been just few hrs or sometimes few minutes. This has been bothering me so much but not able to do anything about it but I am glad and proud to say that distance didn’t made a difference between us. We have been best friends since our 6th standard which means it’s been 12 years: D. On the other hand all my classmates have forgotten me by now and I don’t know how it feels to go for a school and college reunion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. I was brought up in Hyderabad since birth but today I can confidently say that I can’t roam around in Hyderabad alone. I don’t know where the famous IMAX theatre is; the popular shopping malls are or at least not even the famous charminar in Hyderabad. Given the fact that I visit Hyderabad once every 4 years &lt;em&gt;(back in 2004)&lt;/em&gt; the place slowly turned out to be a foreign land for me. I can’t go out without a company. Every time I pay a visit to Hyderabad I try my best to remember the places but all my efforts will be wasted the next time I visit Hyderabad as nothing remains the same in the city for too long. The city is growing fast and I am lacking behind .Way behind everyone: (. I wish to change this. I want to proudly say that I am a true Hyderabadi (&lt;em&gt;I am not able to say this now).&lt;/em&gt; To my wonder on my last visit brother and Vinod &lt;em&gt;(more about this character in future: D)&lt;/em&gt; showed me around Hyderabad and I felt sad someone is introducing my city to me &lt;em&gt;(saddest truth).&lt;/em&gt; Waiting for the day when I can show my city to&amp;nbsp;others &amp;nbsp;proudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Normally we meet our relatives once in a while. My once in a while is really long that I forget who are they. Even today I can't recognize when some of my distance relative’s stand in front of me. The standard response from them for my blank face will be “oh you are so big now. The last time when we saw you, you were a small kid. Don’t you recognize us?” Damn I wish I can scream and say “I was a kid back then. How can I remember you!” Missed out family’s important functions and weddings. Now I am worried no one will attend my wedding in future: D . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;6.Talk about&amp;nbsp;behaving as&amp;nbsp;roman when you are in Rome. During my initial days here I couldn’t get adapted to Singapore food and culture but now most of the local food became part of my daily diet: D .This shocks my family especially my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This long distance has created so many problems in my life and each time it creates problems I can’t help but regret about coming to Singapore : (. Everything has loss and gain. So does my life. Somehow I created a home away from home. I may not stay in India&amp;nbsp;phir bhi&amp;nbsp;dil hai Hindustani. :D.Hamesha. I am an&amp;nbsp;Indian&amp;nbsp;by birth and by heart no matter where I go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-981336233005917749?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/981336233005917749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=981336233005917749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/981336233005917749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/981336233005917749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/07/9-years-of-life-in-foreign-land.html' title='9 Years of life in a foreign land'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-28364219013324030</id><published>2010-06-29T21:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T09:17:07.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>All about blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Finally got the time to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yeaah-life.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Lopa's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; tag. Sorry yaar for the delay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;This questions are about blogging!.So have fun reading my blogging experience&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;1. Say why you made your blog and if you expected it to be popular at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Before this blog I had series of blogs that didn’t last long as I was never serious about blogging. Today when I look back at the kind of english I used and the posts I wrote for my previous blogs, I can’t stop laughing. Well everyone learns from mistakes and grows from experience, so did I and my seriousness for blogging: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I definitely remember one of the reasons why I started this blog is because of my &lt;a href="http://www.rishizz.blogspot.com/"&gt;brother’s &lt;/a&gt;blog. He is my first inspiration for starting up this blog. Other reasons for starting up this blog are I love to express myself and of course love to talk. It is hard to get a human being who can listen to me 24/7 :D. So now you know the reason why this blog exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I started this blog as a way to express myself but soon I realized the advantages of blogging. Through blogging I met people from all corners of the world. Its fun to know about them by reading their blogs and it’s great to meet people with similar hobbies and opinions. If Nokia is about connecting people, blog connects people too. Maybe better than Nokia: P. The first fellow blogger I met is Lopa Mehta. Now that I often read her blog, I feel I have known her for ages: D. Blogging do wonders if it is used properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Well coming to the popularity issue, I don’t think my blog is popular at all : (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but I am confident one day it will be: D. Frankly speaking, even if one person loves what I write, I will be glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;2.State the exact date you started your blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Not sure of the exact date the blog started. Based on my first post I will assume it is on 26/07/2009(it’s been 1 year since I started blogging&amp;nbsp; ...oops).Time to blog more. Just 42 posts for one year: (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Nominate 5 loyal followers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Anyone who is reading this post. If you find this interesting go ahead and do the tag!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #000099; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c4c4c; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So here are the rules…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. Say why you made your blog and if you expected it to be popular at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. State the exact date you started your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Nominate 5 loyal followers!&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-28364219013324030?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/28364219013324030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=28364219013324030&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/28364219013324030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/28364219013324030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/06/all-about-blogging.html' title='All about blogging'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1661199419607279508</id><published>2010-06-29T13:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:01:26.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is my first tag and I am took it from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://justamotheroftwo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;preeti shenoy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; blog.I am a regular visitor&amp;nbsp;to her blog. I love the way she writes about everything in a special way. She is a writer, painter, blogger and top of it just a mother of two.What can be greater than that. So here goes my tag with some interesting questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. What curse word do you use the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My lamest curse word is Moron(well I don't even think its a curse word)... :D. I don't use&amp;nbsp;F**K word and&amp;nbsp;my friend's&amp;nbsp;get scolded by me if they use this word in front of me( ya&amp;nbsp;I know I am gd gal :D)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Do you own an iPod?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well I have an Itouch but it belongs to my brother. Privileage of being the youngest in the house : D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. What person do you talk to on the phone the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; No one actually.Previously it used to Sanj and now it is anita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. Do you still remember the first person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No one can forgets their first love and kiss. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Do you remember where you were on 11/9/01?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In singapore with my parents. Me and mom shifted from India that year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Prasthanam(telugu movie).Didn't like it though&amp;nbsp;This potilical based movies fail to catch my attention!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. Has anyone ever called you lazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My mom &amp;amp; bro are equals to everyone. They call me that every day (I can get very lazy sometimes :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8. Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No. Didn't&amp;nbsp;find the need for it. My bed is enough for me to fall asleep immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9. Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course.Friends tell me their secerts and they are always within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Smile. I have weakness for sweet smile.If I ever love someone it has to be for the smile. That's why I love maddy(madhavan) :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;11. What are you looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Looking forward for my Btech to finish. I am&amp;nbsp;tired of managing work and studies.Desperately waiting for the next 8 months to end :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12. Do you own any band t-shirts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No.I don't&amp;nbsp;like any bands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;13. What will you be doing in one hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Going for a meeting (ha now you know where I did this tag hehe .oops )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;14. Is anyone in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am not sure but I wish for one :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;15. Last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;16. Are you on a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Laptop. Lenovo Thinkpad. Light and easy to carry just like the user :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;17. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No I hate tattos. Fine with ear piercing(Already have two)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;18. Would you ever date anyone covered in tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They are rejected straight away :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;19. What were you doing before this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Clearing&amp;nbsp;my office mails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;20. When is the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One month back when relatives came home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;21. How many hours of sleep do you need to function?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Need atleast 6 hrs. Nothing lesser than that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;22. Do you eat breakfast daily? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course. A very healthy breakfast or what I call as "rabbit food" he he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Had fun doing the tag :). Anyone reading this post can pick up this tag.So here you go. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. What curse word do you use the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. Do you own an iPod?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. What person do you talk to on the phone the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. Do you still remember the first person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. Do you remember where you were on 11/9/01?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. Has anyone ever called you lazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8. Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9. Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;11. What are you looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12. Do you own any band t-shirts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;13. What will you be doing in one hour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;14. Is anyone in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;15. Last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;16. Are you on a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;17. Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;18. Would you ever date anyone covered in tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;19. What were you doing before this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;20. When is the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;21. How many hours of sleep do you need to function&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;22. Do you eat breakfast daily?&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/2245059390553313866-1661199419607279508?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1661199419607279508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1661199419607279508&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1661199419607279508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1661199419607279508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/06/tag-time.html' title='Tag time!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3422650562015246836</id><published>2010-06-13T22:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:39:56.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Magic words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/TBTuZxeGyDI/AAAAAAAACEE/_M-euVdrhkw/s1600/5180-love-is-life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/TBTuZxeGyDI/AAAAAAAACEE/_M-euVdrhkw/s200/5180-love-is-life.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;These three words are the hardest but the most powerful words in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;These words doesn’t cost a single cent but return happiness that money can’t buy at any time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I am not talking about those boyfriend/girlfriend vala I love you. This I love you is for those special people who make a difference in our life. It can be our parents who give everything without expecting anything in return, our siblings who treat us as their little angels and our friends who are with us during good and bad times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Personally I feel these three words are the hardest to say because yours truly has never said these words to her parents until now. Being brought up in a very reserved family, these words were never used freely among my family members. I am comfortable using these words with my friends. This could be due to the generation closeness I have with them. I could easily tell them I miss them, I love them but never tried telling it to my family members. I always told myself that next time I will tell them. That next time has not come until now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;As &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I said these words are the most powerful words in the world. Imagine telling this to someone and seeing them feel on top of the world. Dedicating such words to a person will make them feel lucky as they will realise they mean the world to someone. These words mean that someone misses you; you mean everything to that someone and that someone can’t live without your presence. Just by saying these three words it resolves many conflicts between two people, it brings two people 1 step closer to happiness and of course if a guy is saying it to a gal, he doesn’t need to buy diamonds to please her. Just this words are enough (&lt;i&gt;well only to some ladies&lt;/i&gt;) : ). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Few months back a local television channel in Singapore conducted a campaign about these three words. People were stopped in public places and asked to call one person in this world who is very special to them and tell these three words to them in front of the camera. I have seen some amazing videos on this in the TV. Few people were shocked to hear their husband or wife telling them these words after a long time. Children called their parents and filled their day with happiness. Some couples called their partners and resolved their fights. I badly wanted to come across this television channel. Well it is a different story that if they asked me to call that someone special, I wouldn’t know what to do. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;My only wish is to tell these words to my family members without shocking the hell out of them :)… Personally I feel that these words can’t be postponed in life. Kya patha Kal Ho Naa Ho. So why wait until the next time to tell those special people how much they mean to you. Pick up the phone or open your mailbox and tell them these three words and see the magic it does in your life. Love and affection doesn’t need time or actions to prove it exists but sometimes all you need is these three words to remind others that they mean lot to you. We are human beings and every human being loves to be pampered. This is the easiest way to make someone happy. Telling these words not only bring happiness to them but also to you as their happiness becomes your happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;For now I would like to atleast tell these 3 words in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My parents and my brother mean the world to me. I love you all forever and ever. Maybe more than ever :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I made my first move.&amp;nbsp;How about u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image courtesy:www.google.com&lt;/em&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/2245059390553313866-3422650562015246836?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3422650562015246836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3422650562015246836&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3422650562015246836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3422650562015246836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/06/magic-words.html' title='Magic words'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/TBTuZxeGyDI/AAAAAAAACEE/_M-euVdrhkw/s72-c/5180-love-is-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-7723403515479304346</id><published>2010-05-25T00:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:26:59.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><title type='text'>My Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HE is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who means the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who is genuine in every way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who easily finds out every mistake (big and small) of mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who controls me when I am going out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who gives me everything without expecting anything in return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who is solely responsible for what I am learning today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who irritates the hell out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who amazes me with his intelligence and determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who makes me feel lonely without his presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who is capable of being Himesh’s successor but his singing brings a smile on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who has a damn good dressing sense but never gets compliments from me :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who has more country stamps on his passport than mine :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who is in search of new hobbies and knowledge constantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who enjoyed the beauty of this world 1 year more than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and HE is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Someone who has a sweet sis like me :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My sweet, handsome and idotic bro has turned 24 today. Happy Birthday bhaiya ..Love you lots. You mean so much to me. Stay smart , intelligent and please learn some singing haha... No matter how grown up&amp;nbsp; I am, I always need your guidance and strict discipline...Keep that going :P .. Let me always be your little sis who learnt directions by following your footsteps .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S_qS4NPPXTI/AAAAAAAABrU/N77xjpzCjoY/s1600/OgAAADviycO55nLayxOTj7QZYqUy08-1cWhD8ve1OhE0TApNp0DKuU2zKmRKYoQ4HZ58NP5RO_kMfGsrg83YfoeSbS4Am1T1UKu89ntmIqyPkLuen2eHmSN8ueGF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S_qS4NPPXTI/AAAAAAAABrU/N77xjpzCjoY/s320/OgAAADviycO55nLayxOTj7QZYqUy08-1cWhD8ve1OhE0TApNp0DKuU2zKmRKYoQ4HZ58NP5RO_kMfGsrg83YfoeSbS4Am1T1UKu89ntmIqyPkLuen2eHmSN8ueGF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My fav pic with bro. Taken during our 1st diwali celebrations in Singapore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-7723403515479304346?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/7723403515479304346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=7723403515479304346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7723403515479304346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7723403515479304346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/05/someone.html' title='My Shadow'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S_qS4NPPXTI/AAAAAAAABrU/N77xjpzCjoY/s72-c/OgAAADviycO55nLayxOTj7QZYqUy08-1cWhD8ve1OhE0TApNp0DKuU2zKmRKYoQ4HZ58NP5RO_kMfGsrg83YfoeSbS4Am1T1UKu89ntmIqyPkLuen2eHmSN8ueGF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2876646604215957012</id><published>2010-05-02T11:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:30:10.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Memories Down The Lane.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How hard or easy it is to forget certain moments in our life’s ? We tend to hold on to the good memories and try hard to push away the bad memories but somehow truth is whatever happens, is forever in our memories. Don’t know what’s up with me but recently, I have been seeing my past in front of my eyes…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s like a black and white movie scroll…I remember those memories while I am travelling, while I am walking, when I see school kids...Guess it’s common for everyone as memories are shadows in our life. They follow us wherever we go, giving the best and sometimes worst moments. Most of the time my mood depends on what kind of memories are running through my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I shall take you all through some of my life memories... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Memories down the lane....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One of my favourite festivals during childhood days was Raksha bandhan. Bro and I used to receive lots of attention from the neighbours kids for the photo taking session (taking pictures those days was a big deal hehe). I loved that attention. Every year I waited for that special day because I got gifts from brother. Even now it’s still one of my favourite festivals and I wait for it every year, except that now I know the precious meaning behind it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have never bothered about India’s financial budget until now but every year I was seriously involved in my birthday budget hehe. Mom believed in using every penny wisely. So every year before my birthday mom decides on the budget for my birthday. It includes how many choc to buy, some special chocs for teachers and clothes budget. I hated this budgeting but now I miss those bonding with my family members(even today she does budgeting but the amount is higher and the reasons are different hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dad stayed aboard most of his life. Bro and I used to be very excited every year when he visits us, to know what are the choc and gifts he got for us. Dad’s visit to India was a holiday time for us. We would go to ‘tirupathi’ and ‘shridhi’ every year without fail. Now we rarely get the chance to travel as whole family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;2nd&amp;nbsp;Septemeber 2001 (Ya this day is still crystal clear in my mind). It was my 1st computer class in secondary 1 (7th standard). Before this date I had never used computer in India, so this computer class was a shock to me. To avoid embrassement in front of teacher I told her I want to read books in the library instead of using computer.&amp;nbsp;On&amp;nbsp;that day I decided to conquer this weakness before it conquers me. Right now I&amp;nbsp;am working in an IT company and studying bachelors in IT. I feel this is my biggest achievment in this 10 years. 3 cheers to me for that :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My brother is two years older than me, which means my family believed in the concept of 3R (reduce, reuse, recycle) when it came to my school items. Beginning of each school year, I had to check condition of bro’s books before buying new books. Most of the time I would end up with the second hand items. Back then, I disliked this idea and used to erase all the notes he wrote on the textbook to make it look like a new book. After moving to Singapore, school items became first hand in my life, but slowly I missed using those precious second hand items :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I love fishes so much that when people eat them I called them being cruel. I love to see them in water rather than in my mouth. However recently I became a criminal too and done something that I cannot imagine. I choosed my health over my values. I still feel guilty about this whenever I am eating fish. So sorrrrry fishes.No excuses will justify my crime :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When brother was gifted his first bicycle, I made a big issue at home and soon I got a pink monalisa cycle as a gift from my uncle (yea PINK! OMG). Soon I started to go to school in the cycle together with school friends. Those days were the best times of my life. Those memories of finding a parking place in the cycle stand, proudly showing my cycle to fellow schoolmates and sometimes travelling back home with best friend were unforgettable. These high tech cars, trains are no where compared to that pink cycle I had. Simplicity is the beauty of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Once a year my school organizes a local picnic outing for each class. Getting permission from mom to go for the picnic was a big headache but once she agreed, lots of arrangements were done for that. Right from what food to be taken for friends to what bag to carry that day. It was a big event in my life each year. Now I don’t have such memorable picnics anymore, I miss putting in efforts for such small things. Small things filled my life with joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t remember my 1st day in pre-school but I clearly remember my 1st day in Singapore school. I was very scared to start schooling in a new country. So I ended up lying to the principal that I was sick and didn’t attend the school. That night after giving it a thought I decided to take the 1st step and went to school the next day. Even today I am proud of my decision because if I didn’t take that 1st step, I wouldn’t have come this far. It’s true that a journey of 1000 miles begins with a single step. I am glad I took my 1st step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There were many cultural shocks when I moved to Singapore. Particularly my first physical training class in the school. For the first time in my life I saw myself in shorts. I felt I was committing some crime wearing those shorts hehe. I refused to come out of the ladies until my teacher started to shout who was the missing person in the class, I had to run and join the class secretly. This was just a tiny dot in the big picture of my culture shocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After coming out from my first interview, I knew how it feels like coming out from a war field but surprisingly I got a job for my 1st interview itself which I didn’t accept. Glad I rejected the offer, as I am happy with my current job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Memories are part of life. Don’t run away from those as they make your life complete. Good or bad they still determine the life you had and the life you are going to have.&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/2245059390553313866-2876646604215957012?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2876646604215957012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2876646604215957012&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2876646604215957012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2876646604215957012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories-down-lane.html' title='Memories Down The Lane.....'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-9167087429247137631</id><published>2010-04-16T12:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:40:07.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Random Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Finally I am back to blogging. Past few weeks has been a crazy roller coaster ride in my life. Despite of trying to get time out I am not able to do it. Office and college is eating up all my time from Mon-Friday and having college on Saturdays is not making it any better. Sundays are too packed. I don’t know if I should rest or do something productive on that day. I hardly have time to catch up with friends. Thanks to the technology, I am at least able to have a quick chat with my 4 besties. This short term separation from my blog made me realize how much I missed writing. Each time I came across something in life, my thoughts went back to blogging. I badly missed my blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Some random stuff in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;By god’s grace dad is back to good health and together with dad the whole family took a drastic step towards healthy lifestyle. Vegetable soups, lots and lots of fruits, less oil, no salt and sugar is all I come across in my meals now. Hard to adapt but I am getting use to it. Change is the essence of life yaar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Booked my tickets to India for a short trip and for the first time I felt I am grown up. Will be travelling with ani dear and will be on my own for 3 days in a completely new city without my family. I promised myself that I will attend my 4 besties wedding and finally I took the first step to fulfill that. One of my bestie is getting married and I will be attending it. I don’t know if I should be happy or sad. Whatever is it I am going to be there to give him my support&amp;nbsp;on his big day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Piled up with lots of new projects at work and everyone says it’s a good exposure for young people. Definitely being the youngest in the office is not making life better. Yea I am taking in the challenge hoping that one day when I step out of the company I know I achieved something. At least something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stepping into more complicated timeline in my bachelors. Did I mention how badly I am waiting for 2010 to finish? I will graduate in the beginning of 2011!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Receiving too many marriage news from friends and enemies (Ya enemies). Everyone seems to be stepping forward in life. Is it that easy to step forward???hmmm I wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;At one point of life, everyone comes across a situation that makes them stop and think twice before stepping forward. Guess I had never cracked my brain cells and tortured my heart so much as I am doing now. How I wish everything in life is as easy as choosing between ice cream and chocolate. Is it I am such a bad decision maker…or life is hinting me to think more than twice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It’s been a while since I watched any movie. It’s been a while since I stepped into a mobile shop. It’s been a while since I made a trip&amp;nbsp;down to&amp;nbsp;my fav place in spore . It’ been a while since I ate choc without feeling guilty and it’s been very long since I stepped onto the jogging ground. Oh no suddenly I realized how boring my life is. Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Being well known among family and relatives for spending too much of money wasn’t a good feeling. However now I can proudly say I am able to manage my financial life properly except my shopping madness for ear rings just didn’t stop :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is a definitely a good teacher and I learnt that compromising is a good habit until it hits you’re self esteem. Anything beyond it is not worth compromising for.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-9167087429247137631?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/9167087429247137631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=9167087429247137631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/9167087429247137631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/9167087429247137631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-life.html' title='Random Life...'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5903161914302204413</id><published>2010-03-27T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:39:24.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>First pledge is the best pledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay doing something for the first time makes a person very excited. Agree? (I shall assume you agreed, if not I can’t proceed: P). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I was exactly in this position as I was excited to fulfill my first Earth Hour pledge. I know when I am very excited, somehow something will spoil it. So in order to avoid disappointment, I planned everything perfectly…hmmm okay I THOUGHT I DID…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Time: 8.15pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bro and mom happily started eating their dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: Oh my god both of you found right time to eat dinner ha. I am giving both of you 15 minutes to finish the dinner okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mom: [glares at me weirdly].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Time: 8.25pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me:[ Sitting across them and watching them killing my first pledge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: Have you guys done??I am waiting to switch off the lights. 5 more mins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mom: We don’t have to switch off exactly at 8.30pm. We can do it after 8.30pm and just calculate the one hour time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: What!!!! Mom that is not consider as Earth Hour. You don’t do Earth Hour as and when you like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mom: [Totally ignores me and&amp;nbsp;starts a conversation with dad]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: [Getting impatient looking at the time hitting the Earth Hour]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bro: [Adding fuel to the fire]. We are from India so let’s do it in India time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: [urghh!!!!!...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Time: 8.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;sighhh!!!!....There goes my first pledge….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You might think that atleast my dad would have supported my first pledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Check this out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Time: 6.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: Dad today is Earth Hour. So tonight let’s switch of the lights for one hour okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dad: haha Earth Hour. You know people in India have Earth Hour every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me: [Gives a confused face]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What a family sirji!....What a family.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PS: I still managed to fulfill my first pledge except that it was not at 8.30pm. It was from 8.45pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In the end it was our own planned Earth Hour. Hmmm atleast it was one hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-5903161914302204413?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5903161914302204413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5903161914302204413&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5903161914302204413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5903161914302204413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-pledge-is-best-pledge.html' title='First pledge is the best pledge'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2192380029546199276</id><published>2010-03-15T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:40:21.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>It's about U &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Life is full of surprises. You are one such surprise in my life. I didn’t take our relationship seriously in the initially days but as days passed by, you became part of me. People didn’t like you but it didn’t change my relationship with you. Many even suggested that I should move on without you since I have better options ahead. For everyone you might be outdated but for me you perfect because beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. For me you are unique in your own way. Several times I was insensitive towards you, I hated the fact you are with me, wanted to move on from you permanently but realized life is a circle, I ended up with you again and again. Despite of all my mood swings, you have never given up on me, my lovely sweetheart, making me fall in love with you again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;Without any further due let me introduce my sweetheart to all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;My precious Nokia phone&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;it's me and my bro on the wallpaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I was introduced to this phone on March 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2009, exactly a year ago. He was given as a gift to me. The person who has given this might have forgotten the importance but this sweetheart remained precious to me. This phone was brought by someone’s first salary. The importance of a person’s first salary is indescribable. This is one of the reasons why I can’t keep it away from me. I refused to change this phone despite of having sophisticated phones given to me. People find it weird to see a person having such sentiments about a phone. Yea for others it’s just a phone but for me its part of my identity. This phone tolerated everything from me. Despite of dropping it numerous times, it survived all the ordeals and remained with me. Well I am not the kind who goes for stylish phones, especially when this phone fulfills my needs. It is very simple to use and I love the fact that it’s a gift. What can be better than this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;In the past me, Anita and Azaad used to end up with the same model phones without planning. Now they both moved on to iphone, while I am stuck with this. Ha Ha. Whenever they see me with this phone, I am teased endlessly about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Many asked me if I would ever change this phone. Yea I will definitely move on from this phone one day. I know there will be an end to it but I want to be with it until the end. If there is an end to it, my next sweetheart will be this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S5zQR5mj2vI/AAAAAAAABZI/VSS54wMUU5U/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S5zQR5mj2vI/AAAAAAAABZI/VSS54wMUU5U/s320/Picture+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Bro gifted me this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Happy 1 year of being together sweetheart. For me you are always the precious. Always.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2245059390553313866-2192380029546199276?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2192380029546199276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2192380029546199276&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2192380029546199276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2192380029546199276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-about-u-me_9899.html' title='It&apos;s about U &amp; Me'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S5zQaiOoWLI/AAAAAAAABZQ/3dT2I78atM8/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5867220324400760826</id><published>2010-03-06T21:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:38:51.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time Pass'/><title type='text'>Life &amp; Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Relaxing at home on a sizzling hot Saturday afternoon (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;S’pore weather is forever burning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, in front of me is a medium size calendar that caught my attention. Calendar is a gateway to memories, be it good or bad. I have a habit of circling important dates in my calendar. Certain months in a year are very special in my life and for the people who are special in my life. Each number has its significance. So decided to mark down the significance of “Numbers in my life” (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You see this is the result of bored room).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Dec is my sweetest mom’s b’day. 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; feb is an important day for my best friend with the love of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2- Two strangers from two different worlds, different interests come together and build a single life based on love. This is an amazing aspect of life but I have a phobia for this number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3-June 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; is my best friend Sai’s and my cousin Vinod’s birthday. Every year on 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 12am, I am in a confused state on who to call first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;4- I have 4 best friends in my life. I guess there can’t be a better explanation than this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;5-Jan 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; is Azaad’s birthday. His important day is always celebrated grandly among our friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;6- Very special number in my life. Details are not given. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;7- My hand phone number ends with 7. I am using the number for the past 10 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;8- March 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2010 is a Monday. What can be worst than a Monday! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;9- It’s been 9 months since I stepped into the working world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;10- It’s been 10 years since I migrated to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; month is my favorite month in a year.July 10th 2008&amp;nbsp;was a special day for two of my best friends.I am glad, I was part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;11- Bike ride at 11pm midnight on a highway road. Something I always wished for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;12- 12 more months before I finish my studies. Yea 12!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;13- March 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; is dost’s birthday. I never have gotten a chance to celebrate it with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;14- Lovers day. Day full of surprises, gifts and lots of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;15- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’s Independence Day. Miss those flag hosting days in school with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;16- For every girl sweet sixteen birthday is very special but I have no clue how I celebrated mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;17- I scored 17 points for my ‘O’ levels (10th standard).It was the best 17 in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;18- I got my voting rights when I was 18 however I yet to make use of It. I know it’s a bad sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;19- Short, sweet and hot tempered gal was born on September 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; :) . Dec 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 2009 was the first time me and bro travelled together to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;20- Friends celebrated my 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; birthday with eggs and coke. It was the smelly birthday I ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;21- I received two Guess watches for my 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; birthday from bro and Anita. Wished for one and I got two: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;22- I am 22 yrs old .What can be better than this (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ha-Ha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; My grandfather passed away on 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; August 2009. Second cousin’s birthday is also on the same day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;23- I am going to be 23 this year. One more year of life, one more year of celebrations, together with more expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;24- Parents anniversary is on April 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;25- Bro’s birthday is on May 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. My family missed celebrating this day for 6 years, when bro stayed in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;26- I hope to visit my favorite country, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; before I turn 26. Absolutely love the country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;27- How it feels to be 27???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;28- Two more years before a person hit 30. Frightening digit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;29- Anita dear is born on April 29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. She always gets advance birthday gifts from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(actually she demands for it .haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;30- My friend is getting married this year at the end of July and I won’t be able to go for the wedding. Prize paid for staying in a foreign country. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;31- December 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; 2009 was a great day. Bro and I celebrated it with my cousins and relatives in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/place&gt;&lt;/country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. We welcomed 2010 in a grand way with eggs, coke and cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank god a month has only 31 days.... :) &lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-5867220324400760826?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5867220324400760826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5867220324400760826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5867220324400760826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5867220324400760826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/03/life-numbers.html' title='Life &amp; Numbers'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-283502277785527486</id><published>2010-03-05T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:52:31.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><title type='text'>F.R.I.E.N.D.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Never thought of writing about this topic but after coming across the incidents that happened recently, I had to write about it. Everyone have friends in their life and definitely not everyone holds the same place in our heart. Some are close to our hearts and some belong to the “Hi-bye” group. Basically it is the degree of friendship and intensity of the warmth we feel towards a person that categorize them. Just like everyone, I have my circle of friends too. However recently when I met few of them, I realized how similar they are yet different. Definitely everyone is called “Friend” but the chemistry you share with them varies. I don’t know if this happens only with me or everyone?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;First category is very special. These are the few yet the closest friends we can have. They are known as best friends, someone who knows us in and out and accept us without judging. Our deepest secrets and joys are shared with them. Despite the fact that they are far in terms of distance, the friendship remains the same. I have four best friends and one of the four knows me way before I started to learn what life is all about. It has been 13 yrs; the friendship is still sweet and divine. The four knows me the best. I am very attached to them as they bring out the best in me. I am myself when I am with them. They have seen me cry, laugh for silly reasons and my worst side of anger. All my mood swings are tolerated by them without any complaints .No words can do justice in describing the love and affection I share with them. I love you guys &lt;em&gt;(you know who you are). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;People in the second category are comparatively larger than the first. Yea I can talk to them easily, hang out with them and joke around but there is an invisible line that stops me from putting them in the first category. I am still trying to figure out what is that invisible line. It sounds weird in words but in experience it makes sense. Sometimes I can’t deny the fact the fault is within me. I have never let anyone cross the border. Due to the past experiences, now I prefer to have small circle of friends. This was the best decision I had taken in my life, as life turned out to be colourful after the decision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The final category people are like passing clouds. It’s better to keep it short about this people. Just because they studied in the same class or school as me, they are my friends, even though we have never spoken. Their presence doesn’t make a difference in my life except for the fact, they contribute to my Facebook and Orkut friends list. I have “friends” in my Orkut list; I have never spoken to every since they added me. The only common factor is we have seen each other during childhood days or they are my unknown classmates. How I wish to filter them from the list.shessh. Some of them “know me” (yea sagarika is our school friend who left india in 8th standard and now she is in Singapore). The conversation I have with them are like the dialogues in Main Ratnam movie &lt;em&gt;(Hi.How are you?Are you still in Singapore? What are you doing now?).&lt;/em&gt; It doesn’t go beyond this. We don’t have anything in common and we can’t go beyond “Hi-Bye”. No wonder I call them the “Hi-Bye”friends :). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It amazes me how some people would like to know your whole life story in just 5 mintues random talk. I choose not to share it that way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't choose our parents, our relatives .Only two relations are self choosen in life : Friends and life partner.Friendship is a beautiful relationship and best friend in a life partner is a perfect life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S5DO4Dh_VGI/AAAAAAAABYI/rBITTm4-bks/s1600-h/urain01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445079411906794594" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S5DO4Dh_VGI/AAAAAAAABYI/rBITTm4-bks/s320/urain01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Image courtesy:ww.scrapU.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I value all my friends and this post is not to insult anyone. This is just my point of view about the type of friends in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-283502277785527486?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/283502277785527486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=283502277785527486&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/283502277785527486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/283502277785527486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/02/friends.html' title='F.R.I.E.N.D.S'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S5DO4Dh_VGI/AAAAAAAABYI/rBITTm4-bks/s72-c/urain01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5881078623051397154</id><published>2010-02-09T18:15:00.046+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:40:41.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in singapore'/><title type='text'>Love is in the A I R</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lunch hour in my office is something that everyone looks forward to(&lt;i&gt;definitely not because of the canteen food&lt;/i&gt;). It is entirely for the gossip sessions we like to have and of course to catch up with the latest trends. Surprisingly everything was different today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me: Hey pay day is coming soon! Any sales going on currently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Colleague M (&lt;i&gt;concentrating on her hand phone wallpape&lt;/i&gt;r): I am so confused what to buy for my boyfriend. It’s our second year together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (&lt;i&gt;turning the attention to one more colleague&lt;/i&gt;): Hey have you checked out the new flower decorations in the office for the CNY (Chinese New Year). Shall we go and capture some pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Colleague B (busy eating): hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Colleague S (&lt;i&gt;joins in without any invitation&lt;/i&gt;): oh no don’t remind me of the flowers. They will be so expensive this week. I wish I can buy it now and stock it up (&lt;i&gt;grins widely&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: sheesh…..guys!!!Are your listening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyone still lost in their own world (&lt;i&gt;nod their heads&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed to be preoccupied with the Valentine’s Day thoughts. Single females are worried if their boyfriends will propose to them and married ones are wondering if they have given the hint to their partners about their latest desired items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;All this valentine’s day hangama brought back my first experience with feb 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I had the sweetest memories for my first valentine's day. Anita, me and azaad planned valentine’s day outing after college. We landed in our favourite swensens outlet to have delicious ice creams while we spend the rest of the evening laughing and having good time. We surprised each other with gifts .So actually my first valentine’s day gift is from my besties!Oh man I miss my college days. Love you guys. Sadly after that year friends got attached &lt;i&gt;(no its good news and I am always happy for them)&lt;/i&gt; and I never had the chance to plan one more valentine’s day with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to me feb 14th is meant for our loved ones not necessarily limited to boyfriend and girlfriend. Moreover if love is true why choose only feb 14th to show it?Every day is a loving day for people in love. I find it ridiculous to see people buying a $100 bouquet on feb14th while you can get it for less than $30 on a non -Valentine’s Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally as all my colleagues were back to the real world we decided to go back to our work world. As we were walking back to the office, a sale’s girl was distributing discount pamphlets for a bouquet shop&lt;i&gt;(you will find them everywhere until this week)&lt;/i&gt;. One of my male colleagues eagerly stopped and asked the lady for the discount details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me: O didn’t know you are married? She is very lucky.You care so much for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Colleague R: Why would I get this if I am married? I have a gf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Me&lt;i&gt; (looks around to get a rod or stick but turns and smiles at him innocently) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Advance happy Valentines Day to one and all. Spread the love to everyone. Enjoy your special day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S3FjRrKXJcI/AAAAAAAABKg/RikFtS5160U/s1600-h/feb14th+004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436235380508009922" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S3FjRrKXJcI/AAAAAAAABKg/RikFtS5160U/s320/feb14th+004.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Miss you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-5881078623051397154?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5881078623051397154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5881078623051397154&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5881078623051397154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5881078623051397154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-in-a-i-r.html' title='Love is in the A I R'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/S3FjRrKXJcI/AAAAAAAABKg/RikFtS5160U/s72-c/feb14th+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-629944235595143318</id><published>2010-01-28T20:16:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:41:21.975+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Phir Mile Sur Mera Tumhara...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Came across this song in many Orkut profiles and blogs on republic day. Being an Indian I am ashamed to say I didn’t knew that such a song exists :( . Glad I know it now. Felt nostalgic when I watched this video. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Every NRI who watched the video would feel “kash meh vaha hota (Wish I was there)”. For a second I wished I was in the beautiful diverse country. India is like a beautiful wedding bride dressed up in sari with perfect set of ornaments,bringing out the overall traditional look with a shy smile. The bride is a perfect beauty package. With different languages, wide range of food and mixture of cultures, India is indeed a beautiful bride and an engraved piece of art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Coming back to the video , first of all I was very disappointed that Taj Mahal was not shown anywhere in the longest lengthy video. Come on India stands out because of the famous architecture and yet they choose not to include that. Beauty of Rajasthan and Jaipur the “pink City” was not shown anywhere too. I may sound biased here but was expecting a better part when telugu language’s part came in. Hyderabad is known as “Pearls City” and Charminar is a well known icon for it but yet they choose not to include it. All I saw was Mahesh babu‘s two minutes guest entry with no backdrop that emphasize that we are from a particular city. When a malayalee can highlight the beauty of “God’s own country” by showing off a back drop of coconut trees, traditional elephants and rivers, When Calcutta bridge is shown to highlight the city, why Hyderabad wasn’t shown anywhere? In the whole of Telugu film industry they could only find Mahesh babu as a right candidate for the video while we have more youth icons like prabhas etc. Well I am not against having Mahesh babu in the video but why only him??Why not few more celebrities??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;The video included various celebrities conveying the same message in their respective language. Don’t get me started on the celebrities list now. As usual B’s family is given more importance. Maybe they forgot to include Jaya Bachan or her call sheets were too full. Sheesh. I never liked sallu bhai as a person nor as an actor but he delivered a great piece for the video with less fortunate kids. If only he does more good deeds like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally our sports man and women are given some chance to enjoy the stardom. When sportsman are given the chance why not our politicians? I am not talking about those who go on a hunger strike and clam to be dying every moment, while they enjoy a big feast far away from the camera’s eyes. Why our great leader Abdul Kalam wasn’t part of the song? They would have been worried that if he is included, rest of the politicians will use that as an excuse and seek for some stardom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Overall the video and the song are okay. There is lack of Indian feeling due to the western touch given, resulting in a fusion. Since there are reviews that old version gives a better feeling I shall search for that song now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OUKmvd0rSso"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-629944235595143318?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/629944235595143318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=629944235595143318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/629944235595143318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/629944235595143318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/01/phir-mile-sur-mera-tumhara.html' title='Phir Mile Sur Mera Tumhara...'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-7575059231073584816</id><published>2010-01-23T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T13:56:46.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Incredible India!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Finally I am back home (3 weeks ago). Yea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; became my home and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; is my visiting place. I am a confused creature in this matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; has my roots and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; has my livelihood. I can never take on any one side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I would say the two weeks trip was worth my effort. Life in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; is similar yet poles apart. Similar as days are shorter and nights are even shorter equally but the feeling I went through in two places is diverse. My first encounter of motherland happened in Chennai. Had high expectations from one of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;’s metropolitan city but I would say the impression Chennai has given me was purely disappointing. The international airport is not anywhere near to the international standards. It has not lived up to its name. Traffic in Indian cities truly amazes me. Now I am a not typical NRI in this matter who complains about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; traffic and population but being lived in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; where even pressing horn is considered rude on the road, it was a different experience on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; roads. Life in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; is truly marvelous. People are very fashionable and their life’s revolve around enjoyment. I had my share of fun too. Had amazing bike rides and tasted my favourite pani puri in true hyderabadi style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Right from the thrilling railway journey to my hometown, bus journeys to different places, having desi food in the road side stalls, doing the real shopping, meeting best buddies to enjoying with relatives I enjoyed every moment even though I had equal share of anger and sadness. Surprisingly my anger level goes up when I am in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;. Not sure if it’s due to the different mind set of mine and the people back home or is it purely me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I didn’t feel the presence of being in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; neither when I landed in Chennai airport nor when I am out of the airport. That’s when I knew I need the real desi masala to feel the presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Came across celebrities banners along the road endorsing for various brands. You will find everything under the sun: Right from Aishwarya’s lux soap ad to cute maddy’s univercell poster. This is when I knew I am in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;People have born talent to bargain for everything. Right from expensive clothes to auto rides. Being very bad in this I find it amazing when it was a piece of cake for people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.25in"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Seeing pedestrians forming their own zebra crossing by holding hands while crossing the roads, hearing relatives complaining that I am extremely  thin and looks like African malnutrition kid I knew I am in my India. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;I am always back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; with lots of disappointed. Purely because I don’t get or not given chance to spend time with my friends. It’s been ages since I had peaceful enjoyable outing with them. I miss them so much and I hope I will break out of those rules one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; shall always be my incredible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; and a place where I eventually belong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2245059390553313866-7575059231073584816?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/7575059231073584816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=7575059231073584816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7575059231073584816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7575059231073584816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/01/incredible-india.html' title='Incredible India!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1542508933026338206</id><published>2010-01-20T17:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:41:08.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in singapore'/><title type='text'>Jadoo ki SMILE</title><content type='html'>&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Back to my blog after a long break with confused and pissed mind. Typing this as “quit playing games with my heart” by backstreet boys is being played in my office radio. Appropriate song for this post I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we care for a people who don’t care for us and why do we tend to get worried by people who exist in our life just to make our life more complicated? Why doesn’t heart and mind get along well? Well only mind thinks. The stupidest dum heart refuses to think. It only FEELS every moment of our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered if prioritizing a person in our life is worth the effort but now I am much clearer about it. Nothing is worth the value of your self-respect. We let others control our happiness and sadness. We compromise for the most serious issues in life despite of knowing that we are not wrong. We hang on to the hope that everything will be alright and later we realize that nothing will be same ever again. We assume there is only a dead end to our destination while all we need is to break out from that bloody blind folded mind and come across a new path for our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;As I walked into the office today with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;a disturb-me-not expression the cleaner aunty brightly greeted me with a wonderful good morning. Of course I greeted her back from the bottom of my heart but I started to think about what happened. The aunt is around 60yrs old, she does a very hard job and moreover it’s 8.30am in the morning. What made her look so refreshing and enthusiastic? I greet her everyday but today she took the initiative to do that and it really touched my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes all we need is a stranger to bring out the smile within us. I wish someone can give me a “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Jadoo ki jhappi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;” now. Maybe that will help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;I miss my four friends...Guys you are missed by me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need some yoga classes...?????It’s time I control my temper. My poor nails are totally dead by their hot tempered owner.&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/2245059390553313866-1542508933026338206?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1542508933026338206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1542508933026338206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1542508933026338206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1542508933026338206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2010/01/jadoo-ki-smile.html' title='Jadoo ki SMILE'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1780501996926054813</id><published>2009-12-16T17:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T12:44:15.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Holiday Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INDIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is India without having “Incredible” in it ?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What is sagarika19.blogspot.com without having a post about India in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Haha bad joke but can’t help it when my mind is looking forward for this Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally I am going to India after good 9months!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For the first time in 9years I am going to India within 9 months time. 1st wonder.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I am going to India with my bro. 2nd wonder.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I am going to spend few whole days with my dearest friends including celebrating new year with them. 3rd wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally I can munch on to my favorite food: pani puri one and only one food I miss the most&lt;br /&gt;When I told my office colleagues that I am going for a holiday, without a second thought they said “ oh you are going back to India”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why the hell it's "BACK" to India. It’s always been my place and will be my place. I am not leaving Singapore for now and of course will never leave India from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to capture some wonderful moments and come back with a clearer mind.&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave to India I may or may not write a post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So wish you all Merry Christmas and happy New year !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It’s festive season so please share your joy with less fortunate by donating atleast 1% of what you spend for yourself. &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/2245059390553313866-1780501996926054813?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1780501996926054813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1780501996926054813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1780501996926054813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1780501996926054813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-time.html' title='Holiday Time!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3475222400211691118</id><published>2009-12-07T16:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:38:26.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brother'/><title type='text'>Marathon Madness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;“I want to run for a Marathon”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;“You must be crazy to run for a marathon”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;This was my response given to my bro two months back when he decided to run for Singapore Standard chartered marathon 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Often I used to tell my bro that marathon is a crazy thing anyone would do. As mom says “They pay money to run “my definition was “You run without anyone chasing you”. Yea it still sounds crazy to me but slowly my views took different direction after witnessing the grand marathon event on 6th December. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;I heard that total of 50,000 people ran for the marathon this year. It’s very easy to be a supporter in the event but being a participant for the marathon takes lots of courage. Be it a full marathon or half marathon or even the 10km run. Interesting part was people had motivational phrases on a paper and tagged it to their shirts. One guy had “Beat your body..Win the race”. I think it’s not just about pushing your body to extreme levels but it’s more about pushing your minds to the destination. Every runner must be having a deep desire in their heart that leads them to reach their destination without giving up. This is the method I follow when I am running. Before I start on the running path, deep down in my heart I wish for a long waited desire and I will be sure my passion to win it will lead me to my destination. It was good to see old people overtaking the youngsters by participating in the marathon. Cutest part is there was even kids dash in the marathon!It was a shame that I was not part of that amazing event. Wonderful memory was bro being part of the event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;My bro’s dedication and confidence in every work he does always amazed me. When he told me that he is going to start his marathon training 2 months ahead of the final day I laughed at his “over dedication” for the marathon but his fitness over the months proved me wrong. All his hard work has been paid off. His daily workouts and his strict diet showed how important this marathon meant to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He completed his first half marathon (21km) in 1hr 53 mins 35 secs. I am so proud of him. He has always been my real life hero. Of course not just because of his marathon success. Since childhood I always told myself that I can’t be like him. I can never study like him, can never have dedication like him, can never manage my financial life like him and of course can never be intelligent like him. Finally he is the first marathon runner in my family!Yipee! Seeing bro being so proud of his achievement I wish I can run 10km marathon just to hang that tiny silver medal beside bro’s medal. Hmm maybe next year I would end up posting my own achievement picture here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/Sxy5YaP7-DI/AAAAAAAABDc/WvwV6J1OZJU/s1600-h/OgAAADfs2mswA-zaxU8Oc4UnleEnpb6AcV-SG_O6hVLT1hcPUPUWKRF_8r8PxjsHFFUQxGmtuPY6goUC_HyMyNFuaLkAm1T1UP6WrqF8clMH98rfo_Qef5b3RLaI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412404681206659122" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/Sxy5YaP7-DI/AAAAAAAABDc/WvwV6J1OZJU/s320/OgAAADfs2mswA-zaxU8Oc4UnleEnpb6AcV-SG_O6hVLT1hcPUPUWKRF_8r8PxjsHFFUQxGmtuPY6goUC_HyMyNFuaLkAm1T1UP6WrqF8clMH98rfo_Qef5b3RLaI.jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 240px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;For now enjoy this picture of my bro being a marathon runner! Congrats bro you are always my hero. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;His marathon photos can be found in the following link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marathon-photos.com/scripts/event_entry.py?event=Sports%2F2009%2FSingapore+Marathon&amp;amp;new_search=1&amp;amp;match=vanganuru"&gt;http://www.marathon-photos.com/scripts/event_entry.py?event=Sports%2F2009%2FSingapore+Marathon&amp;amp;new_search=1&amp;amp;match=vanganuru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-3475222400211691118?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3475222400211691118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3475222400211691118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3475222400211691118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3475222400211691118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/12/marathon-madness.html' title='Marathon Madness!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/Sxy5YaP7-DI/AAAAAAAABDc/WvwV6J1OZJU/s72-c/OgAAADfs2mswA-zaxU8Oc4UnleEnpb6AcV-SG_O6hVLT1hcPUPUWKRF_8r8PxjsHFFUQxGmtuPY6goUC_HyMyNFuaLkAm1T1UP6WrqF8clMH98rfo_Qef5b3RLaI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3526626455085287289</id><published>2009-11-07T09:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:57:02.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'>Baby He loves You..He Loves You...He Loves you so much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTktVOfHI/AAAAAAAABCk/zOo4q7-vn5s/s1600-h/arya-2-stills06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174480721443954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTktVOfHI/AAAAAAAABCk/zOo4q7-vn5s/s320/arya-2-stills06.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTkVufi6I/AAAAAAAABCc/2lMi0eTex5I/s1600-h/arya-2-stills03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174474384968610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTkVufi6I/AAAAAAAABCc/2lMi0eTex5I/s320/arya-2-stills03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTj97EsiI/AAAAAAAABCU/GqngGq_wFaU/s1600-h/arya-2-new-stills06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174467995284002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTj97EsiI/AAAAAAAABCU/GqngGq_wFaU/s320/arya-2-new-stills06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTK4bOgPI/AAAAAAAABCM/KZFKnDUCli8/s1600-h/arya-2-stills03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174037022802162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTK4bOgPI/AAAAAAAABCM/KZFKnDUCli8/s320/arya-2-stills03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174033605104658" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTKrsYlBI/AAAAAAAABB8/VZyiZczpfQg/s320/arya-2-movie-new-stills19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTKl7nzKI/AAAAAAAABCE/KTfEXTn3u20/s1600-h/arya-2-new-stills06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174032058404002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTKl7nzKI/AAAAAAAABCE/KTfEXTn3u20/s320/arya-2-new-stills06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174028867372322" style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTKaC0hSI/AAAAAAAABB0/6RUMdB_J6Fg/s320/Allu+Arjun+Arya+2+Stills+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTJ2DlYOI/AAAAAAAABBs/wZvwIqYqzuQ/s1600-h/aarya2+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401174019206897890" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTJ2DlYOI/AAAAAAAABBs/wZvwIqYqzuQ/s320/aarya2+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am in love with Arya!!!... His style..It's just so perfect. Blue jeans, white T-shirt with a scarf. Loving this theme of scarf on tops. Just thought of uploading this&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;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&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:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Enjoy the pictures readers!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-3526626455085287289?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3526626455085287289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3526626455085287289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3526626455085287289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3526626455085287289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-loves-youhe-loves-youhe-loves-you-so.html' title='Baby He loves You..He Loves You...He Loves you so much'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SvTTktVOfHI/AAAAAAAABCk/zOo4q7-vn5s/s72-c/arya-2-stills06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3114629119197096507</id><published>2009-11-06T09:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T09:35:39.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anger'/><title type='text'>Hey You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Since the day one I knew you and I won’t get along well. I knew nothing will turn out good but I still came to hear you every alternate day because my future is in your hands. How did you fail to realize that your talking just doesn’t make sense? You totally failed to catch my attention. I need two brains during those 3 hrs sessions with you. One brain to understand what you are trying to talk and next one is to figure out what you teach. I won’t call it teaching as you are just reading every bit from the slides. Do you think I take an effort to come to your class after my office hours just to hear you reading from the slides! I can do that at home dude!Day one the session was filled with 40 people and now its day 4 and the number is less than 15 but you will still see me till the end because I have to do this for the sake of my future. I always believed that it’s the student fault not to score well in the subject but now that I encountered you I can definitely say that it can be vice versa also. You entered into my life the day I decided to stop running from fear of programming language. Now I doubt if I can ever get over that but I won’t accept the defeat. Will put in my 200% effort for this subject and prove myself wrong!.I will remember what my bro said " The more you run the more you come across it". Ya it's time to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a result of my frustation on my programming subject teacher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You don’t teach urghh, You don’t give examples double urghh and you don’t understand my questions!. Triple Urghhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-3114629119197096507?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3114629119197096507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3114629119197096507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3114629119197096507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3114629119197096507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-you.html' title='Hey You!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-601545480300070473</id><published>2009-10-30T21:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:13:43.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smile'/><title type='text'>Smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Three things brought a smile on my face today and I absolutely had a great Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- 3 yr old Indian boy holding a Chinese gal's hand so tightly that where she goes she dragged him along. It was so cute to watch them like that. Girl power Eh :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- The site of watching an American girl teaching her Indian boyfriend to eat Japanese sushi. Poor guy was trying hard to hold the chopsticks and tried his best to put a happy expression eating those leaves and raw food . Worth watching that pair :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Sitting at the window seat in the bus I was wishing it would rain today. After 10 minutes the bus windows were wet with drizzling rain:). It rained heavily all the way until I reached home. I just love the rain as it makes me happy always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a happy girl today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy weekend!&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;"&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-601545480300070473?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/601545480300070473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=601545480300070473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/601545480300070473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/601545480300070473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile.html' title='Smile :)'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6809513773509224426</id><published>2009-10-30T14:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:11:51.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><title type='text'>Ajnabi oh Ajnabi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So last night bro wanted me to check the letter box at an odd hour(9pm) for his precious ebay parcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the new lift area (just beside my house) I noticed it is in the 1st floor. Knowing how much I hate waiting( including people) I decided to take the old lift which required little bit more walking. Little did I knew that the path ahead of me will totally take me on a new path. It was the same walkway I travelled 9yrs for my school, college and office but now the walkway seems like Ajnabi(Stranger) to me. The same old neighbours looked like strangers, the same old plants don't recognize me anymore. I realized I was looking at the surroundings as a first time tourist look around Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a feeling similar to what I experience while I walk in hyderabad streets. Ya I was born and brought up in Hyderabad for 17yrs but now when I go back to that same old place everything is different to me. However Singapore is not my home but I feel every path here is mine. I hate this feeling but I learn to accept it in this 9 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying " when new thing comes we tend to leave the old thing". That's exactly what I did. When the new lift was bulit I didn't bother to walk through the old path and now the old path fail to recognize me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-6809513773509224426?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6809513773509224426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6809513773509224426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6809513773509224426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6809513773509224426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/10/ajnabi-oh-ajnabi.html' title='Ajnabi oh Ajnabi....'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-7470221515551207299</id><published>2009-10-28T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T11:25:35.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motivation'/><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Conversation between me and my school mate who found me in Orkut after 9 yrs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;S : You look very young. No change in you since school days. What's your secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me : haha I look young because I am not tall(&lt;em&gt;My theory&lt;/em&gt;:if I am tall I can afford to put on some extra weight ). No secret vekert yaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;S: No I am serious ...looks like you take care of yourself very well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me(thinking of all the jogging sessions skipped): hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Suddenly I am motivated to jog extra mile ,do the extra workout and get that extra patience to eat that extra 'rabbit' food &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes all we need is Motivation :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I got mine . Did you gets urs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-7470221515551207299?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/7470221515551207299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=7470221515551207299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7470221515551207299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7470221515551207299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/10/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-3682293785507456492</id><published>2009-10-12T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:56:34.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life in singapore'/><title type='text'>Female OR Male?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I came out of the washroom cubicle and an unfamiliar face was staring at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It’s a guy!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Damn I quickly ran out of the washroom to check the sign board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na it’s not gent’s washroom.... urghhh..idiotic guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;NOOO . It’s neither ladies washroom!! double Urghh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Checked the sign board clearly again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It’s gent’s and ladies washroom!!!!triple urghhhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well this happens only in PSB academy and it definitely happens only in Singapore!!!. Gross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ever since that shocking encounter I stopped using those combined gender washroom and made sure I checked the board twice before I enter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;PS: Before you all goes into weird imagination. Let me clearly say something. The washroom is cubicle based. So no weird or shocking sites encountered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ha you may ask how come I didn't see the sign board before going in.Ha here comes the tricky part. As I was looking for a washroom I saw a girl coming out of the washroom so naturally thought it is ladies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well only have one word to describe everything. GROSS!&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/2245059390553313866-3682293785507456492?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/3682293785507456492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=3682293785507456492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3682293785507456492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/3682293785507456492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/10/female-or-male.html' title='Female OR Male?'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-9114076629934637615</id><published>2009-10-11T20:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:47:26.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me n Myself'/><title type='text'>The weird me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally back after taking a long break. Actually it’s not a break. I am not getting any free time to put my thoughts into words. Work and studies can be hard to handle but truthfully I am enjoying every bit of my bachelor degree till today (it can change once programming subjects are started :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently I have been noticing some weird habits in me. It’s not I am unaware of those weird habits but just wanted to script it down as my madness is going high each day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) I can suddenly feel the craving to eat an item and the craving doesn’t stop until I eat that item at any cost. Let me take you on a ride of few incidents to show how crazy my habit can be. Recently I went for a dentist appointment. The moment I stepped out of the hospital I felt like eating Idli (Indian breakfast). Na the doctor was not Indian; neither the entrance of the hospital reminded me of India. I called up mom and told her that I am coming home in 20 minutes (the hospital was very near to my house) and I want to eat that. So when I went home I actually managed to eat 4 Idlies and on top of that had my regular dinner (ha now I know where all those extra pounds in me are coming from). While I was enjoying my food dad and I had a mini conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dad: what would have you done if there was no idli flour at home to prepare the item for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (busy eating): oh I would have gone to some restaurant to eat this and come home late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of the recent incidents. Whenever I have craving for some item mom is always there to cook for me (Ha one very good reason why I don’t want to get married and go away from home). Surprisingly nowadays I am craving for Indian food even though I eat just Indian food. This habit is constantly growing as I am craving for more items than before.It includes chicken wings, ice cream and many more. Mom always says that my craving for food is similar to what pregnant women faces haha. I don’t know how pregnant women will crave for food but I have very good story for mom’s reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in my previously life I was a very bad husband for my pregnant wife. I didn’t buy the food she was craving for and she cursed me that for rest of my life I will go through what pregnant women would feel. Lol my imagination can be very weird just as my habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was studying 6th or 7th standard my last mamaya’s marriage took place in some town near Karnataka. As usual for wedding the breakfast will be upma(Indian breakfast) as it is easy to make and not many people will eat it :P ( according to my theory ). So I stubbornly refused to eat that breakfast which lead to my attha suggesting I should be taken out to eat idli and of course 1st cousin was my victim as he has to search for a breakfast centre early in the morning. Good old days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I talk to people only when I LIKE. Yea you heard it right.I talk when I am happy, I talk if my mood is okay and finally I talk if I want to. That’s the reason why I keep quiet when my mood is not right because I am capable of shouting at people without any reason and get back some weird glares from them. I know I am mean but I can’t help it. If my mood if bad I can’t force myself to sound happy I will be talking nicely for a while and immediately my mood can change to worse or vice versa. None of them are spared from this habit of mine: friends, relatives, family and all the dearest ones. Well if you think this mood swings are once in a while …No you are WRONG! I can be very moody person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No examples given because it happens all the time: P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I hate it when people disagree with what I say. Na I am not saying I am always correct and no one can say anything to what I said. What I mean is when I tell something to someone in the end they will tell opposite to what I said.hmm still not clear. This habit comes with an example :) . Once I told a friend how life in Singapore is and after few days told her she tells me how much I am enjoying here. Urghh I already said I don’t so take it as I don’t. This is very weird but this is me… :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t think of anymore now will continue if there are more in future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hats off to w-h-o-e-v-e-r who is going to tolerate this weird girl&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-9114076629934637615?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/9114076629934637615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=9114076629934637615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/9114076629934637615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/9114076629934637615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/10/weird-me.html' title='The weird me!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-58096524641164434</id><published>2009-10-01T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T17:06:07.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>TIME TIME!</title><content type='html'>I want to blog!my thoughts are pilling up!I need some free time..!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-58096524641164434?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/58096524641164434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=58096524641164434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/58096524641164434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/58096524641164434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-time.html' title='TIME TIME!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-8145808196545638023</id><published>2009-09-21T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:14:40.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Three years back this word was a dream for me. When I studied in college (well I still study in college just that it’s a higher step)I told myself that at least once in a life I have to stay out of the house at 12am(no it’s not Gandhi ji concept).This wish was fulfilled when I attended Indian concert in my college. The concert ended late by 11.30 I was still waiting for the bus. I was tensed about receiving scolding from my parents for coming home late while my thoughts were interrupted by this scream “Rika its 12.am!” .My friend was trying to remind me that I achieved my ‘midnight freedom’ sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;(yea all my friends back than knew how much I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;wanted this ‘midnight freedom’). When I think of those childish days I just can’t stop laughing now. I remember this incident everyday when I am on the way home late from college. Now almost whole week I reach home close to midnight and this thought of ‘midnight freedom’ don’t excite me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;How Strange that things or thoughts that mean so much to us at point of time doesn’t make a difference anymore. &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/2245059390553313866-8145808196545638023?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/8145808196545638023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=8145808196545638023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/8145808196545638023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/8145808196545638023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/midnight.html' title='Midnight'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1777997353131323278</id><published>2009-09-18T09:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T14:37:40.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me n Myself'/><title type='text'>My 22</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wish you Advance Happy 22nd birthday Sagarika.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am turning 22 tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I always asked my parents what is the meaning of my name. Since they couldn’t answer it I depended on Google and came to know that it’s a Bengali name. So Sagarika means ‘of the ocean’. hmmm interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;22 years of life has been vanished in a flash. It’s one more year of regular cake cutting (depends on my mood) ,one more year of regular temple visit, one more year of eating gulab jamun made by mum and one more year of receiving gifts from friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where have the 22 years gone? I have yet to see at least one of the 8 wonders of the world (if I ever see 1 it has to be Taj mahal because I believe in this ‘Before you explore any country, explore India’). I have to yet to finish my bachelor degree, yet to step my foot into a new country other than India and Singapore, yet to become a good cook, yet to love programming languages, yet to touch the snow and donate blood at least once etc. Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now that I have entered into the 22 era I decided to rewind back my life and know myself all over again (of course good opportunity for people who want to know what Sagarika is all about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Small flashback of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-1 to 14yrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most innocent and simple years in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was born in lovable country India. I spend my entire childhood with mother and brother. Dad came to Singapore even before I stepped into 1st standard. I studied LKG and UKG in Gitanjali School from where my 1st stage performances started (Up to today I managed to do less than 10 stage shows). Basically my childhood was all about following in brother’s footsteps. Since he studied in Gitanjali School I studied there, He studied in St Ann’s Primary so I studied there too and he continued in St Ann’s High School so I continued there too. Been an average student throughout (when compared with brother I was always average or even below average :)). Rest of the life was occupied with school friends, small fights, sweet school trips, dad visiting days and lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;June 30th 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-14 to 18 yrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Years of hard work and few wrong steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I left something very precious on this day and moved permanently to Singapore with high hopes of bright future. I don’t remember crying on my first day of school in India, I don’t remember standing in front of the school and refusing to go in and I definitely don’t remember my parents accompanying me on the first day. What I remembered is my first day of school in Singapore. The memories are crystal clear in my mind. I was tensed and refused to go to school on the first day in Singapore. I remember I faked up being sick just to postpone going to school to one more day but after getting call from the school principal I decided to gather all my courage and set on my new mission. New country, new culture to adapt and new teaching method definitely didn’t stop me from being nervous. Surprisingly dad came to send me off to school on that day and that’s when I felt like a LKG kid. I survived the first day with just plain water (hated the food here in those days. Well I still hate it) and came back home with an “I-Want-To-Give-Up” expression. The rest of the life is mystery. Five years of school life passed away in night out for exams, studying, studying and more studying. Maybe that’s how I managed to be in top 3 of cohort every year and yet missed the $ 500 cash prize (it’s given only for locals).Of course I had my share of fun with those four friends of mine but still studies took over majority share of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-19 to 21 Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;These are most important years in my life. I decided to choose polytechnic instead of two years of college. I know that is the place where I can shape out my future. One more reason why I choose it was to avoid studying Hindi language for two more years (I am hopeless in languages and more about this is in the later part). These 3 years have been a roller coaster ride. Gained some friends, lost some friends, gone through lots of emotions and mood swings, stepped into the world of maturity, Earned my first pay, Picked up new hobby (bowling), did some unforgiveable mistakes, First time failed an exam(I am hopeless in Maths and more about this is in the later part too),celebrated my 19th,20th and 21st memorable birthdays with friends, struggled with programming languages, fallen in love with database subjects and scored extremely high for those subjects, improved my communication skills, did a mistake by learning French, had a baby crush on my database teacher’s smile (he was Telugu teacher with cute smile and I can’t resist cute smiles),filtered the people around me and choose to be with a small special group of friends and finally I learnt what to do with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everyone says that I am very choosy in terms of food, clothes, movie, habits and especially people. So how choosy is my choosy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Random stuff about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- I am a health freak&lt;br /&gt;- I can cook(few dishes only)&lt;br /&gt;- I don’t like to wear full black colour tops&lt;br /&gt;- I am very talkative&lt;br /&gt;- like only Indian Food&lt;br /&gt;- Hate clubbing or parties filled with strangers&lt;br /&gt;- Hate loud music&lt;br /&gt;- Love surprises&lt;br /&gt;- I like a movie due to dialogues, hero’s smile (Mad about Maddy’s smile), song lyrics and for few scenes in the movie&lt;br /&gt;- My Bachelor degree means the world to me right now and I don’t tolerate a word against it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I hate the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- First things first I hate smokers. Yea almost every girl say this and yea I fall into that category too&lt;br /&gt;-I can puke at the smell of sweaty clothes and body odor&lt;br /&gt;-I hate people talking while they are brushing their teeth and hate to be disturbed when I am brushing my teeth&lt;br /&gt;-Hate the smell of papaya and the taste of banana&lt;br /&gt;-Dislike people using my ear rings( I am very sentimental about my lovable collection)&lt;br /&gt;-Hate people calling me Shorty ( like to be called like that only by few special people)&lt;br /&gt;-Absolutely hate egoistic people.&lt;br /&gt;-Having any kind of pets near to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Learning languages&lt;br /&gt;-Guiltily eating chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things I love the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;Of course family and friends are in the list by default&lt;br /&gt;-Pani puri. I am mad about this. One of the top reasons why I love to go India. I told myself that pani puri will part of my wedding menu and if possible brother’s wedding also:)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocs, ice creams, teddy bears, beaches, dolphins, fishes&lt;br /&gt;-Smell of rain on a dusty ground. For the past 9 years I am missing this feeling because until today I think I can feel this only in India( other than the fact its desi feeling , Singapore don’t have dusty grounds at all you see)&lt;br /&gt;-Ear rings are my obsession since past three years. I absolute love them and trying to get 100 pairs before this year end. This madness is now passing on to bracelets and bangles. The first ear ring I lost was on 18th September 2006 and lost a very favourite ear ring on the 1st day I landed in India(&lt;em&gt;Lost so much in India and here I am complaining about an ear ring. sheesh&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-Snow- At least once in my life I want to experience the feeling of holding the snow in my hands and creating snow girl (yea sexist you see). I want to see the world going white with the snow and stretch my arms and hold on to the snow flakes. Please someone offer me a trip to a snow country (preferably not US)&lt;br /&gt;-New Zealand- This country remained on top of my Must-visit countries&lt;br /&gt;-I am totally a rain lover and I love to eat ice cream in the rain (Na I am not inspired by Varsam movie nor Trisha). Since I was young, rainy season was my much loved season in India. I loved going to school when it rains, wearing the raincoat and getting a chance to skip our PT (Physical training classes) due to the rain. Even till today whenever it rains I go to my window and admire the rain and if possible eat ice cream (my definition of enjoying rain is not drinking hot coffee and eating pakodas). Anytime it rains and if I see people trying to hide from it, I tell them only one thing (It comes once in a while to make us happy just welcome it with open arms and join the fun). That reminds me of how I use to avoid taking umbrella to college so that I can get wet when it rains (mom hated it every time she saw me drenched at the door).&lt;br /&gt;-OMG how can I forget about my previous darling, my hair. In end of 2005 I straightened my hair due to the craziness of achieving soft hair but today all I can say to my hair is “sorry for pushing you through the torture”. Yea I regret spoiling my hair which resulted in losing 80% of my hair. Urgh If I knew I will lose it I would stick to my curly hair and just would have made it soft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Things I know I will never do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Drink soft drinks(I have never drank Coke ,Pepsi or any soft drink till today)&lt;br /&gt;-Smoke&lt;br /&gt;-Get interested in cricket&lt;br /&gt;-Learn car driving&lt;br /&gt;-Learn swimming&lt;br /&gt;-Eat Fish (ha this something to think about. My mind is still struggling between choice of morals or health)&lt;br /&gt;-Love Maths&lt;br /&gt;-Run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;-Write poetry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the whole post is about my likes and dislikes instead of what kind of person I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;because I know what I am .So that’s enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;First time i worte such a long post all thanks to my lunch breaks in the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Once again Happy 22nd birthday to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/2245059390553313866-1777997353131323278?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1777997353131323278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1777997353131323278&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1777997353131323278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1777997353131323278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-22.html' title='My 22'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2041649174123945371</id><published>2009-09-16T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:37:04.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Bangalore alias Bengalooru</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Na it’s neither my home city nor the place I studied , It's a city where I spend two days of my life.Suddenly I wanted to blog about this place because of the below conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Colleague: “So which part of India are you from?”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Hyderabad”&lt;br /&gt;My Colleague: “Huh? Where is that? Never heard of it”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “oh it’s also known as one of the IT cities in India”&lt;br /&gt;My Colleague: “Oh I only heard that Bangalore is an IT city”&lt;br /&gt;Me: sheesh. I should have just said it’s called “city of Pearls”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coming back to the story of my experience in Bangalore, it’s was between good and worst. The impression of Bangalore was very good. I still remember smiling at my cousin at the airport not because of seeing him after 4 long years but to see him wearing a jacket and that too in summer season. Never did I know that I have to come across the cold chills on the way home in the car. On the day I landed there it was very cold and simply superb. For once I thought finally I was in different kind of place in India. If that was my impression at 2am in the morning the impression at 9am in the morning slightly took a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy roads, horrible traffic, pollution and of course added with hot sun. The mall he took me to was good, full of branded clothes and I was surprised how rapidly India developed (4 years of gap can result in lot of surprises). I was excited with lot of changes in India which resulted in me trying to peek out from the auto just to see the city and received this comment from cousin “don’t look out like that, people from village who have never seen a city do that”. Sheesh what a comparison. We watched a movie in IMAX which was impressive. The rest of the day was simple as I left that city in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second trip to Bangalore was tiring. Second cousin took me to few temples and I loved the interior of the temples. Again it was simple day but my final destination airport was not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite of those simple sweet moments, if I am given a chance to go back to that city my answer is NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes memories matter more than the surroundings.&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/2245059390553313866-2041649174123945371?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2041649174123945371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2041649174123945371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2041649174123945371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2041649174123945371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/bangalore-alias-bengalooru.html' title='Bangalore alias Bengalooru'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6413788798096647568</id><published>2009-09-15T22:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:25:23.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Thoughts'/><title type='text'>WHY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Why I feel hurt when people I consider special don't know what is happening in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Why I feel worried when I know that my two close friends have less chances to meet each other after one year other than the fact that I really want them to meet up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Why I feel bad for that stranger girl when I know that my friend have decided to avoid that girl just after having doubt that she is falling for him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Why I am angry that person means more to that person than me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Why I am not able to defeat what is defeating me till now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just Darn Why!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-6413788798096647568?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6413788798096647568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6413788798096647568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6413788798096647568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6413788798096647568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/why.html' title='WHY'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5152451292684109205</id><published>2009-09-14T21:18:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:49:00.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favourites'/><title type='text'>Bhool Ja</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Everyone has a favourite song , Favourite movie and this favourite changes everytime some new movie or songs is released. Even I fall into this category but there is one song which is always very close to my heart. I heard this song 4 yrs back as my friend's call tone. I remembered I used to call her just to hear that song haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So the song that is very close and dearest to my heart is Bhool Ja by Shaan. Many songs managed to get a place in my favourite list but this song remained as the most dearest. Ya its a sad song for broken heart but doesn't mean you have to hear it only when you are sad. I hear this on any occasion. Three years back I used to hear this songs in loop for few days and thats when i totally fallen in love with Shaan's voice. I agree that I didn't hear all his songs but I still admire his voice. Afterall the first impression he has given me remained as the best till today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SrI7raFYMzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/sHk9ZyIYYZA/s1600-h/51zYzulxgKL._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382430121583457074" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SrI7raFYMzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/sHk9ZyIYYZA/s320/51zYzulxgKL._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When he sings 'Bhool ja' I can feel that he feels the pain the person is going there and his voice counsel's the person. Somehow this song helped me to move on from where I was.For that one song I can just smile all over again no matter what happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So as routine I was hearing the song yesterday lying on my cozy bed after a heavy dinner and just before shaan could say '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Is baar dil ka sauda karna na yun bewajhah' my brother had to interrupt my wonderful conversation with Shaan. Last night I put the song in loop and went to sleep and I didn't realize when I have fallen asleep. The obsession continued the whole day today right from stepping out of my house until I reached office. Oh Shaan you rock!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2245059390553313866-5152451292684109205?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5152451292684109205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5152451292684109205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5152451292684109205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5152451292684109205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/bhool-ja.html' title='Bhool Ja'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SrI7raFYMzI/AAAAAAAAAvA/sHk9ZyIYYZA/s72-c/51zYzulxgKL._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-4373886709989501272</id><published>2009-09-04T23:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:27:20.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Good student turned bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have to blog about this before I lose those memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I lost my mind totally in the class today. I was laughing non stop for "no reason" during my lecture today. Firstly I was sitting in the second row. Secondly it was my favourite subject. So if you ask me why I was still losing my mind , the reason is my teacher. She was so boring ( na she didn't put me to sleep. I will save that for programming subjects). Her words were faster than the computer screen. Was not able to catch up with her teaching and her "examples". My friend sharmilee was almost asleep so I decided to wake her up by joking about this whole teaching method. I laughed so much that new students in my class who I haven't introduce to were smiling at me and sharmilee guaranteed that I will lose my 5 marks for class participation after seeing the teacher's reaction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even before we started on our assignment one our lecturer announced this " two lectures are done you can do your assignment two also". Oh god I heard of fast teaching but this is rocket speed teaching. During a 'mini break' of 5 minutes I managed to get hold of my teacher's attention to ask if she can upload the teaching slides online(students and teachers had a different copy with a funny copyright issues matters).She immediately said "No I won't upload the notes". After hearing this my friend warned me " Don't you move on to your next question"(I was about to ask her if she can slower her rocket speed teaching method) but I backed out after this failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Something kept me laughing throughout the class. Partially the girl beside me was a reason too. She was panicking as if its the final exam by trying to copy the "different copy slides" and constantly troubling me with this question " Rika did you hear what she said. did you?". Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;If that is inside story now it's the outside story. From the college to train station my classmates didn't fail to remind me how crazy I turned out today which just made me laugh more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is only for today No more wasting brain resources during classes.Promise :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Afterall being bad once in a while is not that bad. I have never done this in my life(considering the fact that friends called me bookworm of the class).Since very long I didn't laugh so much and actually I am very happy despite of laughing for no reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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: 16px"&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"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aaj .......Aaj ek hasi aur baant loon.....&lt;br /&gt;Aaj ek dua aur maang loon......&lt;br /&gt;Aaj ek ansoon aur pee loon.....&lt;br /&gt;Aaj ek zindagi aur jee loon...&lt;br /&gt;Aaj ek sapna aur dekh loon.....&lt;br /&gt;AAJ&lt;br /&gt;kya pata Kal Ho Naa Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sagarika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2245059390553313866-4373886709989501272?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/4373886709989501272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=4373886709989501272&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/4373886709989501272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/4373886709989501272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-student-turned-bad.html' title='Good student turned bad'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-5532705456152592662</id><published>2009-09-03T15:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:24:49.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Suffocating N R I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;8 yrs back I used to hear this “Heard India is a village and there is no electricity there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh..... My mind voice would be going this way “Oh what is electricity? We survive using candles whole life!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I hear this “Oh Indian software professionals are cheap labor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time it’s not my mind voice that stands up for India. It’s my LOUD voice which says “No they earn lot more than what locals earn here!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES Sagarika ! shabash! Good improvement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the jokes aside it really shocks me about the way people think about the world's second largest population country. This incident reminded me of namaste london scene where Akshay plays a defensive Indian role in kartina's engagement function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is my part as a defensive Indian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya it’s true that our roads are very bad and we don't follow traffic rules but we invented the world's cheapest car. Ya it’s true that we have crazy summer seasons that our people die of hunger and our homes are flooded during rainy seasons but we know how to get back on our feet . Ya it’s true our people encounter bombs everyday as you all encounter rains but we knew how to get back on our feet after our Mumbai terrorist attacks (Taj hotel was re-opened within a week from the blasting). Ya we have stressful education system that students study more than 19 hours a day without having any leisure time for sports but we have the great institutes like IIT and BITS and of course we have CRICKET. Ya we accept our politicians just do business with their positions but among the thorns we have roses like our President Dr Abdul Kalam who is a nuclear scientist. Ya our students only know one field of study ‘Computer Science’ but isn’t we are most wanted by powerful countries like US. Ya agree that our people die of hunger despite of being a country which provides exports to almost every country in the world but atleast we produce our own food for our people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No country No Person is perfect. We may not be perfect but we are incredible. Are you?&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/2245059390553313866-5532705456152592662?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/5532705456152592662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=5532705456152592662&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5532705456152592662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/5532705456152592662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/09/suffocating-n-r-i.html' title='Suffocating N R I'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2598389521624618134</id><published>2009-08-28T15:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:25:54.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Chak De!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Chak De !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the world moved on to “Kaminey” and “whats your Rashee” I am still holding on to Chak De India! Normally I fall in love with a movie because of the hero (I watched all Hrithik movies just for him), the song lyrics or specific scenes in the movie (very soon will write a post on this). However this movie is special in every way. Firstly I love Shakrukh Khan and on top of that the movie is about I-N-D-I-A. I watched it with brother first day first show in Singapore. Each and every scene in the movie brings out the patriotic feelings within me. I am familiar with every scene in the movie, each dialogue but still every time I watch the movie, it doesn’t fail to bring out genuine feeling as I had for the first time in theater. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These are some of my favorite dialogues in the movie. Of course I didn’t write them. Firstly I am bad in writing Hindi and worst in writing Hindi in English. Whoever wrote this dialogues Thank you so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Mujhe states ki naam na sunayie dethe hai, na dhikaie dete hai. Sirf ek mulk-a-naam sunayie detha hai, I-N-D-I-A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Jo nahin ho sakt, wahi tho karna hai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· National Women’s Hockey na kuch kar payee hai, na kuch kar payengi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Har team mein bas ek hi gunda ho saktha hai, Aur is team ka gunda mein hun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Vaar karna hai to mardho ki tarah aage se karo… Woh kya hai ki humari team me chakke nahi hote!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Chandi (Srk referring to his silver medal) Ko Sone Me badlne ki koshish kar rahaa hoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Pehli baar kisi ghore ko Bharath ka jhanda leharate hue dekh raha hoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Marr jaayenge - par haar ke nahi aayenge!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· I love the dialogue when the two girls from eastern india come for registration and the person says something like “mehmano ka swagat hai”. The girls get upset &amp;amp; tell “apne hi desh mein mehmaan bankaar koi khush kaise ho sakta hai”. It really touched me deep down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· EK Baat achi tarah sun lijiye aur abhi samaj lijiye. Kyuki mai dubhara nahi batunga.Is team sirf o player chaiye jo pehlie india ke liye khel rahe hai, fir apne satiyon ke liye , uss ki baad bhi thodi bhout jaan bach jaye tho apne liye.State govt ki naukri ya railway flat k liye nahi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;· Team banane ke liye taaquat naihn Neeyat chahiye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;My FAVOURITE among the FAVOURITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Sattar(70) Minute, sattar min hai tumhare paas. Shayad yeh.. tumhare zindagi ke sab se… khaas sattar minute. Aaj tum aacha khelo ya bura khelo, yeh sattar minute tumhe zindagi bhar yaad rahegi. Tho kaise khelna hai.. aaj mein tumhe nahin bataunga.. Bas itna kahunga, ki jao aur yeh sattar minute jee bhar kar khelna.. kyunki iske baad aane wali zindagi chahe kuch sahi ho ya na ho.. chahe kuch rahe ya na rahe.. haro ya jeeto..lekin yeh sattar minute.. tumse koi nahin cheen saktha, Kyunki mein jaantha hu ki aagar yeh sattar minute is team ka har player apne zindagi ki sabse badiya hockey khel gaya.. tho yeh satar min khuda bhi tumse vapas nahin maang saktha. (This is one of the best scenes from Chak De India. Just before the Hockey Final) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I loved the scene when komal passes the ball to preety and shouts " go and show that guy what a girl can do" ( result of translation). I just LOVEEEEE that line. Its as if someone within me is telling me nothing is impossible for a girl. She can prove she is capable of everything a guy is capable of. Thats when i felt this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;" Push her to limits and she will go beyond the limits" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No one could have done this movie like Shakrukh Khan . He rocks. I have fallen in love with his smile during the finals match with those teary eyes and the proud moment when India wins the world cup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Sagarika&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/2245059390553313866-2598389521624618134?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2598389521624618134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2598389521624618134&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2598389521624618134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2598389521624618134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/chak-de.html' title='Chak De!'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2237865931918914621</id><published>2009-08-22T21:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:24:58.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;It was just like any other normal day but suddenly life's of few people changed. My grandfather passed away on Aug 20th morning. Received the news when I was on the way to office. The longest journey I had in my life is coming back home that day. Every second was a torture. While I was on the way home my thoughts were about grandfather. Last time when I saw him he couldn't even recognize me. Its my fault. Since I shifted to Singapore he sees me only once in a blue moon. Lastly in his life he asked me to do something which I refused to do it and now I feel guilty that i didn't fulfill that. That's was the only thought which went on in my mind until i came back home and tears rolled down my eyes in guilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&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="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Since than I realized that we shouldn't hesitate to tell anything to others or do what they wished for. Life is unpredictable so don't stop yourself to say sorry to someone or showing love to someone. This made me say sorry to my second cousin who is more like a friend to me on his birthday. Sometimes we tend to move on in life without noticing that we are leaving our loved ones behind us. Its best to stop and look back at our life and what we are really missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;So much for staying aboard. Grandfather couldn't recognize his granddaughter. Dad couldn't see his father for the last time. Grandchildren of the family couldn't be part of their grandfather's last journey in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Thanks to all my friends who were concerned about me and gave me support. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;For people who thinks that losing a person in your family is NOT A BIG DEAL just because its an aged person. I am so sorry i pity your loved ones. You have to do some soul searching dude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;One thing I realized. People we feel are the dearest may not really be the dearest in our life. Sometimes all you need is a stranger to make you feel better in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Maybe its true that you need bad times in life to see the true side of people around you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;I learnt my lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Hope your soul rest in peace Grandpa. We will miss you especially dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;"&gt;Sagarika&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-2237865931918914621?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2237865931918914621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2237865931918914621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2237865931918914621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2237865931918914621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6290387046544247332</id><published>2009-08-19T20:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:23:37.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Lost &amp; Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SowIaXCDnYI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HPO3nPhJxUI/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Before I start a new post I just want to declare something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My dear friends the previous post was about INDIA. Its not about any person in my life. Just wrote it for my INDIA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This post was supposed to be written on independence day but exams took over my total weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;First time in 9 yrs of my stay in Singapore I decided to attend aug 15th celebrations at Singapore Indian embassy. Someone please hit me hard on my head( i wore jeans on that day). Yes that's the most stupidest thing I could do. How the hell did I forgot its INDIAN celebrations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So dressed in western culture brother and I reached embassy just to know that the flag raising ceremony was finished 7 minutes before we reached there. Yes 7 minutes!!!. Normally brother's timing sense is so perfect that he is on time for every event but maybe today my luck was very bad. I badly wanted to sing the national anthem. Added to my disappointed we couldn't get any India flags in the embassy. I had one pasted in my room which was given by sai but it was gone when my room was repainted. Putting aside all the disappointments I was ready to enjoy the performances given by the kids and I know I took the RIGHT decision by coming to embassy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Watching the performances I traveled back to my school days in India. Those patriotic songs sang by the kids took my thoughts away from here. I was feeling proud that I still remember the lyrics of those songs despite of hating my music classes during my school days. My music teacher was a Hitler who wouldn't allow us into the class without our music book with updated content. We use to sing each song many times before she pick one of us and tested our singing. I hated to sing for 1 hr each week but when I heard the same songs back in a foreign land with full gosh and desi feeling, my heart skipped. Thanks teacher if not for your long strict singing classes I wouldn't feel so proud of myself today. I was looking at the flag for every long and I realized how much I miss going back home. When I was studying in India Aug 15th use to be special day. Ya special because on this day we had no classes. So all we did is happily carry a water bottle and go to school for flag raising. It use to be a relief-from-school day in the past but now its so close to my heart. Its true that we appreciate only when that particular thing is not there with us anymore. This logic goes to humans and material stuff too. There was dandiya dance included in the performance. Seeing that high energetic dance all I wanted to do is bring those silly dumb people who says "oh Indian dance is dancing around the coconut trees" and tell them "look &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;kaminey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; this is what an Indian is capable of".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;At end of the show I was looking forward for some desi food but again I was disappointed when we were given a box with samosa and laddu. Ya laddu is desi food but come on can I have more on our important day! I suggest that Indian embassy organize a street food setting with all kinds of perfect Indian foods . Of course on top of the list will be my favourite pani puri! Overall it was great feeling to be part of my mother India special day in a foreign land. Go India Go!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I promised myself that by next year I must have a full white salwar kameez with the flag colours Dupatta and full set bangles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Ha one more reason to go India in december! ha ha). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I came across this orkut theme on Aug 15th and find it very good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); FONT-STYLE: normal; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underlinefont-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371677704498421122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SowIaXCDnYI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HPO3nPhJxUI/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally i found myself again in this lost land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Phir Bi Dil Hai Hindustani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/2245059390553313866-6290387046544247332?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6290387046544247332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6290387046544247332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6290387046544247332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6290387046544247332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost-found.html' title='Lost &amp; Found'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/SowIaXCDnYI/AAAAAAAAAtc/HPO3nPhJxUI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-477858238170405476</id><published>2009-08-14T21:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:23:43.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Hum Tum</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where are you? I miss you so much. Wish I was there with you on this special day.Been away from you since many years yet I miss you so badly. Others became part of my life but there is always a special bond between us which I refuse to feel it with anyone else. I agree I neglected you at point of time but you should know that I was helpless during those times. You are the cause for what I am today. Yes you make me feel complete. I was brought up in front of you. Despite of facing lots of problems with you my love for you will never vanish. I tolerated when others were rude to you just because only I know the REAL you. Always you gave me the best and I hope to return your favor at least in this life time. I want to be back with you soon. Hoping that you will accept me as what I am today. I am still the same old yours. I am only yours always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My love for you will never change. It gets deeper as days pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Some great songs which reminds me of you(INDIA). JUST YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I AM COMING HOME AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;Itane armaan lekar abb main jaaunga kahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kuch paane ko jo khoya phir paaunga kahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Manzil kho gayi ek pal ko bass raah rah gayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Raahon ne yuun moda ki manjilhi mil gayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kab kahaan dil se nikali sada, mujhko nahi pata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Mil gayi mujhko meri disha, badali hai yuun hawaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kitane armaan lekar abb main jaaunga kahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kuch paane ko jo khoya phir paaunga kahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kab kahaan dil se nikali sada, mujhko nahi pata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Mil gayi mujhko meri disha, badali hai yuun hawaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Chehara jaanasa kuchh pehchaana sa, main tha Magar main nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Sapane tute the armaan jhute the, aankhon mein Mere kahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Jo chaaha woh paaya hai &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;maine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; magar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kaise milaau main (khud se nazar - 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kab kahaan dil se nikali sada, mujhko nahi pata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mil gayi mujhko meri disha, badali hai yuun hawaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kisne mujhe na samajha, &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;maine&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; kise na jaana, Deewar khud ban gayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Rishte puri tarah se, bikhare bhi toh nahi the, bass Thi daraare kayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Abb woh deewaare daraare nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Apane hain sapane hai (saare yahin - 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kab kahaan dil se nikali sada, mujhko nahi pata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Mil gayi mujhko meri disha, badali hai yuun hawaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I m coming home again (coming home again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Itane armaan lekar abb main jaaunga kahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kuch paane ko jo khoya phir paaunga kahaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Manzil kho gayi ek pal ko bass raah rah gayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Raahon ne yuun moda ki manjilhi mil gayi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Kab kahaan dil se nikali sada, mujhko nahi pata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Mil gayi mujhko meri disha, badali hai yuun hawaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I m coming home again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHAK DE &lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INDIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kuch kariae (2)&lt;br /&gt;nas nas meri khode, hai, kuck kariae&lt;br /&gt;kuch kariae (2)&lt;br /&gt;Bas bas bada bode, aab, kuck kariae&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ho koi tho chal zid padiye&lt;br /&gt;tu bhetar ya mariae (2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chak de oh chak de &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;india&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (4)&lt;br /&gt;come on &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;india&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now where to run now where to hide&lt;br /&gt;lets take our time, lets do or die (2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;poocho mein galion mein&lt;br /&gt;rashan ki phalio mein&lt;br /&gt;belion mein beejon mein&lt;br /&gt;yeedon mein theejo mein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="more-1076"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rateon ke gano mein&lt;br /&gt;filmon ke gaano mein&lt;br /&gt;sadko ke ghadon mein&lt;br /&gt;baaton ke adon mein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ghuntale ke bharle&lt;br /&gt;tasbar bar karle&lt;br /&gt;rehna na yaar peeche&lt;br /&gt;kitna bhi koi gheete&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tashair naam bas hai jeen&lt;br /&gt;zid hai jho zid hai ji&lt;br /&gt;kisna yuhi phisna yuhi (2)&lt;br /&gt;bas kariein………..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ho koi tho chal zid padiye&lt;br /&gt;tu bhetare ya mariae (2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chak de oh chak de &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;india&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (4)&lt;br /&gt;come on &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;india&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;now where to run now where to hide&lt;br /&gt;lets take our time till we drop (2)&lt;br /&gt;chak de………&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ladthi patango mein&lt;br /&gt;bhirti umongon mein&lt;br /&gt;kehlo ke melo mein&lt;br /&gt;palkathi ki railing mein…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gunno ki nette mein&lt;br /&gt;khatar mein cheetain mein&lt;br /&gt;dhoondo to mil ghve&lt;br /&gt;pathaa vo heaton mein&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thang hi sow aaj nikre&lt;br /&gt;aur khoolke aag bhikile&lt;br /&gt;maan jaye eise hoti&lt;br /&gt;rug rug machalke bholi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tashair naam bas hai jeen&lt;br /&gt;zid hai jho zid hai ji&lt;br /&gt;kisna yuhi phisna yuhi (2)&lt;br /&gt;bas kariein………..&lt;br /&gt;ho koi tho chal zid padiye&lt;br /&gt;tu bhetare ya mariae (2)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;chak de oh chak de &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;india&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (4)&lt;br /&gt;come on &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;india&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ab kuch kariea……..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;62&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;INDIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-477858238170405476?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/477858238170405476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=477858238170405476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/477858238170405476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/477858238170405476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-me.html' title='Hum Tum'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-7343955567210793913</id><published>2009-08-12T21:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:18:54.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>1st Pay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In every person's life first pay is something very special. The person will be waiting for the first pay to buy something for their family for themeselves. It's a feeling you can't express in words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;First pay gives you a sense of independence, happiness and of course it comes with heavy responsibility feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Ya today I am feeling every bit of this. Seeing my first pay deposited into my bank account was the best thing ever. First thought came into my mind was "1 month of hard work". This took me back to my very first pay in my life MY INTERNSHIP. That special day is still very clear in my mind. I withdrawed my full salary which was less than 600$ and came home very excitedly. Asked mom, bro and dad to take the money and everyone refused so I decided to keep it in front of god. Ya i was very happy i am still the typical Indian at heart.I love it that way. Best moment was when me and bro shared money to buy mom's birthday gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When my boss asked me today if i am buying something for myself with my 1st pay of my life the first thought came into my mind was my family especially mom because she deserves the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally i am feeling satisfied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sagarika&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2245059390553313866-7343955567210793913?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/7343955567210793913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=7343955567210793913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7343955567210793913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/7343955567210793913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/1st-pay.html' title='1st Pay'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-1784730755822587101</id><published>2009-08-09T21:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:17:49.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Bre-ak UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Why do two people break up when they were actually in love at one point of time ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is the question thats goes in my mind when if hear news from my friends or any other people.Since I wondered why this happen i thought of few possiblities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. Either one of them will get bored of other . This happens when one of the patner patience limit is over and their feelings are not the same anymore. That brings me to the point how would anyone's feelings changes over the same person. Ya at one point of time it will be a positive feeling and it would change for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;2. Patners separate due to difference in terms of habits, opinions , like and dislikes. This is the most common break up. Guy wouldn't want the girl to mix with certain people, leave out certain hobbies. Girl would be possessive towards the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;3. No crying No argument No Anger. A well "matured" good bye. In this two people would separate based on mutual respect. This happens when both of them love each other very much but yet they need time to know what they really want in life and they need time to find out if this is what they actually want in life. They need time and distance to prove if they want to spend their whole life with that patner. If the distance doesn't turn out to be positive this two people remains as strangers for the rest of their lifes and well settled with other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;No matter what is the reason fo the break up it still amazes me how someone can break up with their patner for reasons which were actually the most sweet things you liked in them at point of time and those reasons where the foundation of the realtionship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;We are Humans na. After all we have the power to forget everything eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sagarika&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/2245059390553313866-1784730755822587101?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/1784730755822587101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=1784730755822587101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1784730755822587101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/1784730755822587101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/bre-ak-up.html' title='Bre-ak UP'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2496834889829551589</id><published>2009-08-06T17:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:16:40.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Raksha Bandan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Raksha bandan was always a festival of fun. Still remember every year on this day in india mom use to let us take pics of me and brother. Kids from our street will come to our house and see me and bro taking pics and of course the best part is getting money from bro. Just a small difference is that those days it was mom's money as gift but now its my bro's own hard earned money. I like that :). For 6 yrs i couldn't tie raki for him and I hated that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As every sister says that her bro is the best. So do I. My bro might not be reading this but if he reads i just want him to knw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"bro your sis is no more the small childhish silly girl who troubles everyone with her stupid behaviour. She has grown up together with her mistakes and lessons learnt in life. Promise you that i won't do anything that will cause problems to our family. Hope you can trust me on that. You are the best"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: just a small wish. Hope to tie raki to bro every year from any corner of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sagarika&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/2245059390553313866-2496834889829551589?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2496834889829551589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2496834889829551589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2496834889829551589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2496834889829551589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/raksha-bandan.html' title='Raksha Bandan'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-8283062336475837242</id><published>2009-08-01T21:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:16:08.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Mixed cuisines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Group of people from various parts of the world gathered in the border of singapore with various wishes, desires and habits. Each of them reveled their food habits. Lets consider them as A , B , C ,D and E . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The conversation went this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A : I had turtile soup, shark fin soup, Deer meat, Snake blood, Rabbit meat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;B : oh ya I ate them too and I even had live octopus , frog legs ( oh you got to try it. Very yummy food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;C : why not try monkey head heard it is popular in this particular country&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;D: So what have your tried till now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;E : hmmmm ... chicken? and now i am vegeterain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;A,B,C,D: OMG dont tell me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;E is Sagarika :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Where did I land myself in yaar...After hearing all this I came to an conclusion that human didn't try one thing that is eating another human or maybe even that is done when human was transformed from an animal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sagarika&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/2245059390553313866-8283062336475837242?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/8283062336475837242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=8283062336475837242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/8283062336475837242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/8283062336475837242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/08/mixed-cuisines.html' title='Mixed cuisines'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-2240723904678140612</id><published>2009-07-31T23:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:22:20.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Things i WANT to do now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Watch Anlaji movie and fall in love with the innocence all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Watch roja movie and enjoy wonderful AR rahaman composition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Go for a walk on the beach and THINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Eat mars choc without feeling gulity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Fall in love with my hair all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Chit Chat with best friend about school days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;- Talk to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;dost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; about life in singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Bully my bro (he is not at home right now) :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Find out Why it is happening this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Send a Mail and vent out my anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Get done with Bachelor degree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Go for a holiday with my group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Eat pani puri and feel the feeling of being at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Go Vegetarian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Finish this post and crash on my bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gd nite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sagarika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2245059390553313866-2240723904678140612?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/2240723904678140612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=2240723904678140612&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2240723904678140612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/2240723904678140612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/07/now.html' title='NOW'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-6436965358046820275</id><published>2009-07-30T21:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T09:16:41.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phir bi dil hai hindustani'/><title type='text'>Swades</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am at "home" yet feeling home sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&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:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So how is this exactly possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;flash back: :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sitting in the Border of singapore( Yes i consider that place as the border) seeing flights taking off every 5 mintues to different countries including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;meri des &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;makes me feel I am not at home despite of being at "home". I always had the urge to go back to India and it just got stronger today. OMG.&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;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&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:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The song that was going on in my mind during those great moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Ye jo des hai tera, swades hai tera, tujhe hai pukaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye woh bandhan hai jo kabhi toot nahin sakta) -2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mitti ki jo khushboo, tu kaise bhoolaayega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tu chaahe kahin jaaye, tu laut ke aayega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nayi nayi raahon mein, dabi dabi aahon mein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Khoye khoye dilse tere, koyi ye kahega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye jo des hai tera, swades hai tera, tujhe hai pukaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye woh bandhan hai jo kabhi toot nahin sakta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tujhse zindagi, hai ye keh rahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sab toh paa liya, ab hai kya kami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yun toh saare sukh hai barse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Par door tu hai apne gharse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aa laut chal tu ab diwaane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Jahaan koyi toh tujhe apna maane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Awaaz de tujhe bulaane, wahi des&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye jo des hai tera, swades hai tera, tujhe hai pukaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye woh bandhan hai jo kabhi toot nahin sakta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye pal hai wahi, jis mein hai chhupi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Koyi ek sadi, saari zindagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tu na poochh raaste mein kaahe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aaye hain is tarha do raahein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tu hi toh hai raah jo sujhaaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Tu hi toh hai ab jo ye bataaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Chaahe toh kis disha mein jaaye wahi des&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye jo des hai tera, swades hai tera, tujhe hai pukaara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ye woh bandhan hai jo kabhi toot nahin sakta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sagarika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2pxfont-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:42;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&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/2245059390553313866-6436965358046820275?l=sagarika19.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/feeds/6436965358046820275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2245059390553313866&amp;postID=6436965358046820275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6436965358046820275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2245059390553313866/posts/default/6436965358046820275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sagarika19.blogspot.com/2009/07/far-away.html' title='Swades'/><author><name>sagarika</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17627448554401306282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2245059390553313866.post-8273413104105674747</id><published>2009-07-26T00:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T10:08:48.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me n Myself'/><title type='text'>Me n My Thoughts - First Entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/Smsup6F090I/AAAAAAAAAqU/FptelzPhD_M/s1600-h/as-the-day-goes-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362431078817920834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uKXaO2oxVD0/Smsup6F090I/AAAAAAAAAqU/FptelzPhD_M/s320/as-the-day-goes-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:medium;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey Finally I am blogging ( haha not going to say this )because this is not my first time blogging.Previously did it purely for education purposes but this blog will be purely mine and just mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&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;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br 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