tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61080709164713587862024-02-19T11:48:45.704+05:30TheFriendsLobbyAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.comBlogger78125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-54093255182261017902015-09-16T10:10:00.000+05:302015-09-23T10:11:45.012+05:30REFLECTIONS ON EDUCATION & THE REALIZATION TO EDUCATE<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Imagine 20 years from now, categorized as a ‘woman of
substance’ by the World, you ponder down your memory lane at an old snapshot and
remember the old times. You realize that
you’ve been through a lot, and the experience you’ve gained has taken you
through life’s storms. This pierces through your heart, making you feel like
you miss your Alma Mater. Then you look at the world around you, and you feel
burdened. You’ve reached all heights of glory thanks to your education, and
your hard work; but your fellow citizens are still struggling, what can you do
about them?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Education is not just about learning and then imparting that
learning to lead a better life, education is also about sharing knowledge. It
does not matter if you are a product of Harvard, IIMs or even Symbiosis; you
have a responsibility to the society. If you can foster that responsibility
under an umbrella like Symbiosis, you have done justice to the education you
have earned.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">‘Educate a boy, and you
educate an individual; educate a girl, and you educate a whole community!’<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">P.S.: The original unedited version of this Picture won the Best Photography Award at UMEED 'Pictography for a Social Cause' Competition at Symbiosis Institute of Telecom Management, Pune, India.</span></b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-33483820545180359452014-04-20T10:44:00.002+05:302014-04-20T10:52:20.571+05:30Tomorrow - a myth?<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">A cup of coffee in my hands and a laptop on my desk, a
swivel chair to sit on, with nothing but a lungi on, I began writing this
Easter morning. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Writing about what?</i>
you may ask. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">So I've come up with the perfect idea to soothe your genuine curiosities
with. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am writing about me, the Indian. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Why? What's so new about it?</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Well, isn't that itching enough to read? Even before we
started bleeding our sins into these machines of modern era, we were once a
clustered group of nature lovers. Today, as we survive in these slowly turning
concrete jungles of hatred and despair, let us look back at what we've lost
along the way. Our integrity is at stake as none of us really like each other
anymore. Even if we have no choice but to do, we hide the truth behind plastic
smiles that were professionally scripted thanks to the abundance of cheap
dentistry at our side. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><i>Nature lovers?</i> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Huh! Old might be still gold, but who needs Gold anyways?
Diamonds are the new trend! So your favorite quote is now smitten upon but some
substitute made of carbon! Think about it. Why do we need the wealth of nature when
our beloved homes bling around diamonds? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Life gets easy with these new advancements. True that! Yet,
why are we not happy? We turn our homes and cities into indigenous
master-pieces taking care to cut down trees that obstruct the view or even the very
foundations of our lovely homes. But how many of us really try to plant a new
one in place of it. If you look at the cities these days, all the lovely trees
that used to shade the roads are now being cut to pave way for our
technological advancements to be established. Metros, concrete buildings and
every other mall is a part of the story behind the destruction of our once
beautiful cities. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am not against development. I fully support it. But all I
am asking is what have we done post-development stage? Have we provisioned new
trees in front of our shopping malls? No!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Open your eyes you fools! Think about the future of these
cities! What would become of these if we don’t give room to some trees? Of
course they might obstruct your underground pipelines or other links, but
still, leave at least one tree in that parking lot area which you've concreted
away. Isn't it better even for your cars to be parked under the shade?
Desperate measures are to be taken to re-initiate common sense and the need to
keep our areas cooler. The beauty of
your architecture is never compromised even if a few trees are standing! Learn
from the Arabs and Persians!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The <i>El Nino</i> factor
is definitely going to be mind-blowing over the coming years. And if you don’t
want to rot away in that, keep you places intact. Or else your kids whom you've nurtured with more than sufficient knowledge will hold you responsible for it!</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-34830124862039960122014-04-15T18:48:00.002+05:302014-10-12T18:54:52.771+05:30Seeking Light in the Darkness<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Even in darkness, the flower seeks light; we humans are no different!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">P.S.: Shot at Edathua, Alappuzha, Kerala, India with 50mm prime lens and Canon EOS 600D</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">To download the FREE wallpaper, check out <a href="http://anoopthefriend.deviantart.com/art/Seeking-Light-in-the-Darkness-441992938" target="_blank"><b>My Deviantart</b></a>.</span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-27437586294761488902014-04-15T16:39:00.004+05:302014-04-15T19:59:43.838+05:30Leaf in the Wind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"I love like a leaf in the wind..." - Jared Kintz</span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">P.S.: Shot on a windy day at the heart of Kochi.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Gear: Canon EOS 600D and 50mm Prime lens.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Download the FREE wallpaper version from <a href="http://anoopthefriend.deviantart.com/art/I-love-like-a-leaf-in-the-wind-441991894" target="_blank"><b>My Deviantart</b></a>.</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-3381957513643774192014-03-04T19:29:00.000+05:302014-03-04T19:29:23.380+05:30Close Up and Personal!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">This is the photograph I took of the Scarlet that flew outside my window. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">More more photos, like and visit <a href="https://www.facebook.com/theimperfectsnap" target="_blank">TheImperfectSnap</a></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-63356470196392744152014-03-03T22:44:00.004+05:302014-03-03T22:45:40.909+05:30Candy Man<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Lonely Candy Man!<br />by Anoop Mathai Mathew</td></tr>
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Battling both Sun and Rain,<br />
His shadows walked the sand;<br />
In an eager effort to feed his kin,<br />
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P.S.: Picture Taken at Alappuzha Beach by Anoop Mathai Mathew for <a href="https://www.facebook.com/theimperfectsnap" target="_blank">The Imperfect Snap</a>.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-79036450049874853322014-02-20T22:49:00.003+05:302014-02-20T22:57:23.856+05:30And one day during their photo-shoot...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Was just having some fun with these photographs. They are after-all my cousin's pets, and are quite awesome creatures. </span></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-78755799174352997242013-06-15T14:36:00.000+05:302013-06-16T13:46:42.571+05:30Recreating the Past!<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It had been a long time. By long,
I mean long enough to forget all about ourselves and where we came from. We had
grown apart and now lacked the coordination that once glued us together. On recalling the past, a rush of excitement and sheer loss filled my heart. A
ceremonial event was required to refurbish our minds to adapt into the realm of
friendship. Being schoolmates didn't instill any
sort of alumni enthusiasm as the years faded away. Time had inked our past as a story in
each of our chapters. We never thought we could get closer again – the few of
us.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">By birth - a victim of war, and by
growth - a social cynic, I was stuck in India with the unusual urge to commit
myself to patriotism. The country had
inspired my mind to bloom in thought. The nature and the naturist scenes of
life portrayed, displayed a naive impact in my heart. Time again, I felt lonely.
No amount of pleasure could soothe my
inner thirst. I wanted more than the life that I lived. Feeling an inner urge
to get back in touch with my friends kept lingering in the back of my mind. I
longed for people to respond in the social network. Due to the chaotic life
circumstances and a billion other things to do, people never got the time to
get together and converse. Even if they did, the conversation would not last
for more than a couple of minutes. I didn't know any of my friends like I did
before. They were all strangers to me, who were once part of a meaningful past.
The greatest curse mankind has got is loss of memory. You tend to forget things
and people. Time does not heal often. You need to heal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">One night, while lazing at home,
an idea surged into my head. I was introduced to <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/WeChatIndia?feature=chclk" target="_blank">WeChat</a> by a colleague, and he
said that it was a good form of getting in touch. I did not take it seriously
at first. On exploring through the internet, I found out that it was reliable.
So I installed it that night into my smartphone. After leaving school, I had
kept in touch with only a hand full of friends and that too once in a blue moon.
School life in my foster-motherland of Kuwait was exciting. Evening tuition
and hangouts at various shopping malls and street corners was a thing of my
past. But now, I had only about five friends in my contact list to cherish
those memories with. Nonetheless, I added them on a group in WeChat. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">At first,
it wasn't easy to get everyone to come online. But when they all did, it was
like Christmas in summer! And with Christmas comes lots of fun. We began our occasional
chatting, and recollecting of the past. My batch mates are scattered all over
the world, and the ones close to me were the ones in India – the ones I was
chatting with. I wanted to expand my boundaries and be in touch with everyone around
the globe, at the same time. So began my search for contact details. I kept
pulling out all links I could grab my hands on. It felt like creating a
miniature social networking platform. More and more folks were added, and the
conversation and gossips never stopped. We were live 24/7 thanks to the fact
that people were there in various corners of the world. Most of us flooded the Indian subcontinent, Pakistan and Bangladesh, while a few of us were stranded all over the USA, UK and Canada. Three of them even found their way to the Caribbean Islands, and one drifted off to Australia. I couldn't sleep on the
first night of celebration, and everyone was equally excited. The reality had
struck us by storm, and it felt like a rain of blessing to be alive and together
again – talking, fighting and loving each other’s company. I had recreated my
classroom that was believed to be lost and scattered five years ago! We had engineers and engineering graduates, doctors, teachers and business professionals in our batch. We also brought in one of our teachers every now and then to enhance the classroom atmosphere. What turned out as a lazy evening thing, has now become a daily activity. Lucky for me, all my friends all well off and most of them have started working. It's hard to say when a real reunion is possible, but the foundation stone has been laid - it'll be done with time in our favour!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Now our group is live almost all the time, and people stay in touch. We no longer ignore each other, and are cool about the transformation from childish plays to adulthood pranks. At least we all got each others' contact numbers. All thanks to WeChat!</span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">P.S.: This post is dedicated to all those lovers of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/WeChatIndia?feature=chclk" target="_blank">WeChat</a>, and to the <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/topic.php?topic=81" target="_blank">contest</a> that WeChat has put up at <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/" target="_blank">IndiBlogger.in</a>. </span></b></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-1757473598661416772013-05-19T20:55:00.000+05:302014-04-15T16:46:44.532+05:30...and that's how I learned my lesson!<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Think of all the wonderful and delicious brands of chocolate that you've ever eaten Doesn't your mouth water at the mere thought? I was no different. As a kid, I was mom's pet. And she looked after me like a teddy bear. Yes, that did make me a plump teddy. Even today, I remember how mom used to feed me, most of the time forcibly. She would give me that stare that meant it all. <i>"Eat, or else you'll get sick"</i>, she'd say. But when I often neglected her pricey speech, she would come behind me with the hot spatula; and needless to say I did get my share of hot pancakes on my palm! However, even though I did not like the healthy diet she planned for me, I loved chocolate, just like the Beast loved Cinderella...wait...was it Cinderella? or Sleeping Beauty? I don't remember now! Anyways, chocolate was beauty, and I just adore it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Even-though I lived in a desert, there were not many storms that surged into my life. My summer vacations however ruined me. It was on one such quite-a-boring day when it all began. I was left alone at home without a playmate. My sister was not born at that time, and me being a loner had not much to do. I'd sit all day in front of the television and waste time on it till my heart oozed contentment, and my eyes found their pair of spectacles. Watching cartoons and playing video games was a part of my daily routine. This often clustered with the needless couch potato in me, attained a stage where I'd clumsily crouch onto the sofa, with my heavy foot on the edge, and a bite on my hand. A delicious hot bite was almost formidable to any decree. The inner animal within me had the instinct of a fox, and the capacity of a hippo!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">It was my favorite hobby to hunt for stuff in my own home. The television show 'Finders Keepers' had a major role in motivating me, and my mom would often scold me for leaving the place in a huge mess, needless to say, after raiding her secret storage of goodies! Mom used to say, <i>"Where will I hide these from you Anu? I guess I'd have to carry them with me wherever I go...".</i> True story! Whenever someone came to visit us, there would be literally nothing to drink on the fridge, or a snack to offer; it'd all have happily churned in my stomach, or probably gone down the drain!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This was a rather bad habit which I am not proud of. I was quite a boring guy back then because of my boring appeal, and extra ordinary boring life. I didn't do anything outside the box that made people go crazy about me. I did however try to learn </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Tae-Kwon-Doe</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">, but once they told me I'd have to beat another guy down to earn another colored belt, I simply chose </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Ahimsa</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> to enhance </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Gandhiji's</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> path. Then for a while it was music gone </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">ga-ga</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> and </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">la-la;</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> I started off at the school choir as a male</span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Tenor</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> and also went for a year of Piano coaching. This did not change my habit of hogging onto almost anything sweet. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Then it happened...</span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Pulled me back to my chair,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My gums slowly swelled;<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">That stuck to my mouth,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And no more chocolate,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Life had seen it's share of shimmers. Teenage meant the world to me. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I joined evening tuition for the sake of learning my subjects. My good friends also accompanied me, and we took our creativity-home-wasting-time outside. The world looked better with bigger shopping malls and lots of nooks and cranny corners which kids of my age liked to explore. Of course, draining dad's pocket for more delicious goodies had become a hobby by then, and so did putting on weight. Weekend eat-outs at well known restaurants had become a thing of teenage passion. Whilst enjoying myself, I never cared for my health. Food bits would live unattended inside my mouth, and chicken flesh and chocolate spots would remain as memoirs in between my creaking teeth. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">One fine night, I was having a feast with my family and a few relatives. We had arrived a little earlier than usual, and it was time for serving the buffet. I stuffed my plate with all the </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">exotics</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> I could find, until I got stares from everyone nearby. After achieving my goal of filling my plate, I returned to my seat and took a large bite off the mouth watering </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">sheesh kabab</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">. My gums started to ache. I mourned and run to my mom. She pulled me towards her and stared at my mouth. "</span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I thought you'd take care of your teeth at-least when you're grown up. No. You're grounded!</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">", she said, and off I went with her to the dentist. The dentist gave me a quick injection to relieve me off my pain, and left me with a warning to keep my teeth clean always - a warning that I never heeded to! </span><br />
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<b><i>Young Adult and Graduation...</i></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Years went by. Inspite of repeated advice from my mother, I never bothered to change my habits and neglected my body and it's needs completely - sometimes even half-brushing my teeth in a hurry! Life did change in the end. During my first year at college, I had to make</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> a major visit to the dentist, following which I had to remove two messed up teeth, and wear a set of braces for almost three years of my college life!</span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Food and water seemed worthless to me. So did the goodies! </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I hated everything neat and nice, as I was accustomed to all the raw and bad. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Food tasted like shit. Even my mouth felt disgusting. I could not enjoy food like old times. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I had lost my appetite, ruined my health, and ended up being slimmer. Life was </span><i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">kolaveri</i><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">. </span></div>
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Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.mysandiegodentists.com/" target="_blank">My Santiago Dentists</a></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Finally the day arrived, I got my teeth all set and shiny. However, my heart and tongue kept longing for old habits, but my mind kept reminding me to stay off. I failed again to the delights of taste. After an year, I was back again at the dentist's; and this time along with all the minor repairing, tuning, and paint jobs, I had to undergo a painful operation to remove my falsely paired wisdom teeth. It was almost graduation, and I could hardly sway. It had to be done. Over. I informed my mom about my experience, and guess what she told me; "This is what happens when you ignore warning signs...and your mom's advice", she said. </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I had learned my lesson! Now I brush twice a day and also use a mouth wash to keep my mouth clean. What a change huh?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>Moral of the Story</b>: <i>"If thy tongue has no appetite, then thou must chew without wisdom!" </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b>Free Advice</b>: <a href="http://www.myhealthyspeak.co.in/" target="_blank">Learn to be healthy!</a></span><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-63359189578179774902013-04-20T16:45:00.002+05:302013-04-20T16:48:29.977+05:30"The Different Ones"<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>We look at the World Differently!</b></td></tr>
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<span style="color: #333333; line-height: 12.75pt;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Mystery revolves around these different ones,</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">Some even question their existence as Adam’s sons</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">They fight, with might, for what they believe is right,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">They accomplish whatever they have locked in their sight!</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">They see the right in mistakes and the mistakes in right,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">No matter what place, dark or bright!</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">These are the ones who don't just do,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">But do with love and passion true!</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">They imagine the unimaginable and turn it into reality,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">They can't be bought and nothing can destroy their integrity</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">The more you criticize them, the stronger they get,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">And after achieving success, they'll make you regret</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">Misfits and rebels, they are called by the society,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">Because
doing things differently is their first and last priority.</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">Hidden they stay, among the ordinary and normal,</span><br />
<span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 12.75pt;">They despise the rules, and hate being formal!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">And then suddenly, they
emerge out of nowhere,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #333333; line-height: 115%;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">On their way all the boundaries and restrictions they tear,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">The world realises how wrong it has been,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">For the rebels yesterday were nowhere to be seen!</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">Such is the story of the rebels and the different ones,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">Creativity is the middle name of these sons of guns,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">So go with their flow, coz these are the ones who are crazy
enough,</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">To think they can change the world, no matter how tough!</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333; font-family: "Tahoma","sans-serif"; line-height: 115%;">-<a href="https://www.facebook.com/haseeb.sange" target="_blank">Haseeb Sange</a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-89836119132986299052013-04-18T13:36:00.000+05:302013-07-26T09:31:18.629+05:30Cenacle of Fire<div style="text-align: center;"><br></div>
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Lord, grant me this moment,</div>
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As I sword my pen to write;</div>
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The world beckons me back,</div>
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I face into a stride.</div>
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Rhythm flows within my brain,</div>
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Tones outside, thunder and rain;</div>
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It’s all wasted on nothing,</div>
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A mirage to soothe instincts.</div>
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Even the shower turns shivers,</div>
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As thoughts wash away;</div>
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The neighbouring guffaws,</div>
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Bellows down unceasing pain.</div>
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Cast away all lust, my pride,</div>
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Communal clowns and corporate criminals;</div>
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This age has all the flows.</div>
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Gaily I sway, until death takes me home.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-86180132218008473132013-02-13T22:02:00.001+05:302013-02-13T22:09:27.239+05:30Life - at the breaking point!<br />
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Love is nothing but a mere
wastage of time. How do I know? Well, let’s just say that 'time' the teacher has
a long way to go in making a man the ultimate sacrifice of lust. The entire
process of evolving into a human turns the mental beasts within a man into what
many would call as immature and arrogant. Unlikely as it seems, the turbulence
born with each human ejection can be considered as a willing state of chaotic
melodrama. Most likely, the justified ejaculation of emotion is limited to a
timid forte of nouns which some highly intellectual beings would call
words. Some even say that with each emotion is born a new sensation of
disturbances that resist the manliness in one to cherish into the weapon it was
intended to be. Being humane is not a sin, but sin itself is a human tendency.
There is no point in trying to play God with nature because you eventually end
up doing what you never felt like doing or saying what you never felt like
saying. Time is a meaningless entity in the hands of a fool. The fool here
refers to each one of us who utilize time for meek pleasures and sublime
interests. Then why on earth are we ever born? Oh God! I wish I knew the answer
to that question! Well, in the light of this worthless transition, let me take you into the trance of what life feels when you have lost everything.</div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-m2D4JPmSxs9SOAQboPQMMkwsurSjdEvoixYVCpiZCja86-zmh9Swsh5FwPUhJbaeBS57ADQ2KtzP5fIbJF3-nd7iE2pyygjoP6vwJO7kL33ZBqTN4NHp-XZBjFyblUG75p7VNn6L-6s/s1600/stock-photo-2897078-breaking-point.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-m2D4JPmSxs9SOAQboPQMMkwsurSjdEvoixYVCpiZCja86-zmh9Swsh5FwPUhJbaeBS57ADQ2KtzP5fIbJF3-nd7iE2pyygjoP6vwJO7kL33ZBqTN4NHp-XZBjFyblUG75p7VNn6L-6s/s320/stock-photo-2897078-breaking-point.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>There's always a limit!!!</b><br />
Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.howthehellshouldiknow-wallyworld.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">HowTheHellShouldIKnow - WallyWorld</a></td></tr>
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Every human being is born into
this sinful world with the same purpose – live, love and let live. If people
just followed these simple rules, how simply beautiful the world would have
been. But we humans don’t know what to choose. We are mesmerized by the ample
opportunities within our lives that we fail to consider what we make others go
through for things to rendezvous in our favor. Every past action in one’s life
plays an important role in the growth and development of personal traits. The mind can sway in thoughts within just a fraction of a second. The world may seem a weird place, with weirder people around you. However, hold on to your horses even if it means that you have no more hope left. There is never a fate which occurs without a reason. Think positive, even if it feels negativity has overwritten your life. The feelings of loss, and the heartbreaking effect of its sting can leave you perplexed and in shock. Never loose your faith in yourself however hard the world may come trembling down on you. This is a reminder to those weak minds, just like myself. Hope your perspectives bloom with this humble note. And remember, you are never alone - there's always someone like me who wants to hear your story, just like some of my good friends heard mine too! And to those friends I salute!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-70267921001203715692013-01-03T14:21:00.002+05:302013-01-03T14:22:18.840+05:30Dendrelium<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/cluckva/cluckva0912/cluckva091200080/6105972-chaos-abstract-background-digital-generated-this-image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/cluckva/cluckva0912/cluckva091200080/6105972-chaos-abstract-background-digital-generated-this-image.jpg" width="345" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Absolute Chaos</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Jude law in Massachusetts,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">World Peace is Home;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Fashion in '<i>Gangnam'</i> style,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And the Vatican’s broom!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Pasts of last summer,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Haunt many at plight;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Sandy licked loose,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">A '<i>Kolaveri</i>' of insights!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Justified in dendrelium,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Washed away with the tide,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Mist of long judgment,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Old history on stride!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">P.S.: New word coined by me:</span></div>
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of absolute mental chaos in terms of inexplicable musings. </span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-83332520193221844862013-01-03T09:21:00.000+05:302013-01-03T09:23:32.791+05:30Perceptive 2013<br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The human mind is a gallery of thoughts that needs an
eternal list of categorization. Times again, the world keeps spinning like a
whirlwind inside those slimy worm like cells which some experts call – The Brain.
The brain in any human being is set to clock once a child is born. Even
Einstein is said to have used only about 10 percent of his brain until the time
of his death. In short, we don’t use our brains! <i>“ Ha! I knew you were coming to this”</i> – isn't that what you just
thought? Well I apologize for the lousy intro, but somehow I had to start my
first post for the new year with a bash on the head…hence voila!</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Live Life and Let Live!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I know many of you people out there have taken many new year
resolutions. Some of you have decided to quit cigarettes, some might have
decided on new year’s eve to stop drinking from ‘next year onward' , and some
others might have even thought of joining the gym. Folks, to be frank, life
goes on even without you people actually implementing all these resolutions; so
don’t bother! Some wise guy once said <i>“Pessimistic
Optimism is the Cruelest but most Practical”</i>. Well I think he meant that on the most
optimistic note possible. Some would say it’s karma. Well maybe! However, a
little hope, and faith in the Divinity can restore all courage to even the situ
soldiers. So hold on to whatever you've got so far, feel the need to improve,
and blast off towards your ultimate destiny – a more happier life! God Bless
You in this New Year!</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-16335735825480830352012-11-11T03:25:00.001+05:302012-11-11T03:25:12.093+05:30In her shadows...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>Old is Gold</b><br />Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.mcht.org/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">mcht</a></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Near her I’d feel home;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Greyed hair adorns her mane,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Scarred fingers borne of nails.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mist of boldness covers her</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Scaffolding in leaves of gold;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Pit as patter, her rainy feet,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Swished away life’s dreariness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Mold as potter’s clay</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Her whole speaks of tide’s play;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Skimmed up agelessness,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Bellowed in wild dismay!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Yet her face beget that smile,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">That’d leave me to happy heights;</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Pray, Lord, fill her with life,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Let me enjoy Grandma’s bribe!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">by: Anoop M. Mathew</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">P.S.: Dedicated to my Grandma Mary</span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-73551277202533949532012-10-22T01:28:00.000+05:302012-10-22T01:36:26.771+05:30The Young Photographer<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<b>Each Child is unique. Some are natural actors, some curious, and some don't know what's happening; but all have that INNOCENCE in them!</b></div>
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<b>When all is lost, and the world seems far from real, human mind turns to faith for salvation.</b></div>
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<b>Life ahead may seem empty, but unless you keep walking on to the other side how would you know?</b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Litto-Thomas-Photography/150823788391306" rel="nofollow" style="background-color: white;" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">Litto Thomas Photography</span></a> is the photographic collection of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/litto.thomas.77" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"><span style="color: red;">Litto Thomas</span></a>. </span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Litto is my dear friend from my home town - Edathua, Alappuzha, Kerala, India. He is a good dancer too. Litto takes photos using his Nokia X2 mobile phone.</span> </b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-1334678250227318292012-10-17T11:15:00.002+05:302012-12-22T11:03:26.539+05:30Drunk...<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And lighted a cigar…</span></div>
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<i>A Dead Man</i></div>
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P.S.: Why drink when it’s not worth getting drunk?</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-72003557988764186842012-10-15T13:35:00.001+05:302012-10-15T13:53:07.956+05:30Juveniled!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>Juvenile intentions are not always right!</b><br />Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.darknessbehindbeauty.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">DarknessBehindBeauty</a></td></tr>
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Last night was a long night.
After returning home from my recently adopted sleep-study-eat-work routine, I
had a talk with my roomy Jimmy. He kept saying that he had everything, and yet
nothing at hand. I asked him to elaborate on the issue. So he told me his
story. He was born and brought up in the unruly town of Kottayam in Kerala,
India.</div>
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Kottayam is known for the trio
L’s: <i>Liquor, Latex and Literacy</i>. Well
the ironic fact was that he had all three instilled with him, all obtained from
his bloodline. The curiosity to become a DYSP like his uncle, and own a large
bungalow with a few Police securities had made him eager to enter the Police
service. </div>
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However, his ever persistent dad
had adopted a weak-quality by which he wanted his son to become an engineer.
This was often shared within his home over a bottle of liquor. His dad would go
to his clubs and get advice from his drunken friends, and later promote the
fact that he wanted Jimmy to become an engineer. Jimmy, being the not so
intelligent fellow, blindly followed his dad, and decided to join a college in
Bangalore, rather than chase his own dreams. </div>
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Now Bangalore is the town where
you can be what you want to be. It’s like the Las Vegas of India, well maybe
after Mumbai. This incompetent son joined a college in Bangalore and started
life as an engineering student with ample freedom at hand, and lots of cash in
pocket. For once you know when you are a young adult – freedom is a killer if
let loose! And so it was in young Jimmy’s case. Friends and choices reflect a
lot about your life, and here Jimmy was ruining his! Birthday parties, late
night movies, cutting classes for better entertainment, and all the other crap
you can imagine was part of Jimmy’s daily routine. However, he managed to clear
the first year with flying colours. Second year at the college meant that it
was time to rag the juniors. Gangs, fights, parties and pranks, had gained
Jimmy a huge attendance shortage. But since money was at hand, he paid off the
fines and entered the examination hall. Stroke of bad luck filled Jimmy life. He
did not clear four of his main papers and was left with a year-break. The worst
part was, he could not attend the exams again until next year, unlike some
other universities that function in other states of India. Education had ruined
him, and Jimmy waited a year for things to settle down. This didn’t stop his
parties or pranks. The next year, he sat for his second year classes that he
missed, with the same juniors he ragged! </div>
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Again luck was not in his favour.
Inspite of attending extra tuitions, Jimmy could not muster mathematics into
his head. Engineering is incomplete without mathematics, but Jimmy felt its
pain! The annual examinations that year left him with more un-cleared papers,
of which the majority were related to complex Engineering Mathematics. He would
lose another year. Jimmy was torn apart.
He felt from within him that Engineering was not part of his life. So he
decided to quit after much thinking. This troubled his parents, especially his
dad. </div>
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He went home to state the issue,
and make his parents understand that he was not born to become an engineer. In
retaliation, his dad kicked him out of his own house, and stated that he did
not have a son. This broke Jimmy’s heart. The following were uneventful
incidents that Jimmy related to me, with tears running down his cheeks. His dad
had charged at him with a knife and had warned him never to return again even
if for his funeral.</div>
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With the cash he had for paying
off his semester fee, Jimmy decided to join another college in Kochi, Kerala,
where he would learn catering and hotel management. This field of choice did
him good, and he cleared all his papers well. His dad never spoke to him after
that incident, and his mom would send him some cash from her savings to run his
expenses. He also did a lot of part-time jobs to make both ends meet. His
cousins and sisters would keep calling him and they would be in touch often.
Being the only son amidst a daughter and a surrogate daughter, he was attached
to his parents. He could not sleep without listening to his mom, and did not
mind calling her everyday even if it was to hear her scold him. He wanted to
talk to his dad, but the man never gave up his ego. Jimmy says that his dad was
misguided by his friends at the club. But how can a father be so unkind? At the
beginning of the year 2012, Jimmy returned home to meet his folks. He could not
resist meeting his Mom after being the prodigal son for 18 months. Again, he
was kicked out by a rude father in cinema style.</div>
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In retaliation, he went to
Chennai, and joined a reputed hotel as a trainee. He struggled there for 6
months with limited cash and resources from his mom. Now, he’s back in Kochi
and works as a sales executive for a dentistry. He hopes to join another hotel
soon, and keeps awaiting interviews. He told his mom that he would earn his
living alone and asked her not to send him anymore cash. Even while switching jobs
and living life on his own, still within this multi-qualified and experienced
young man, is a heart that weeps! Atleast I’ve seen it!</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-12980145396291493062012-09-18T20:03:00.000+05:302012-09-19T00:13:39.556+05:30My Mr. Right...<br />
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>It only used to be in
my dreams, it seems<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Romantic beaches and
lush flowery greens<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Me and my Mr. Right
wandering about<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>In my head, run
millions of doubts<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Is he the one I’ve
been waiting for?<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The one I’ll love? The
one I’ll adore?<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The one I’ll spend my
entire life with?<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Sounds less like a
fact, more like a myth!<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Will he love me? Will
he care?<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His whole life, with
me he’ll share?<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Tall, dark and
handsome, he isn’t!<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>But there is nothing
about him I resent<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He has surely got a
heart of gold<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>My hands, he’ll
forever hold!<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He is charming like a
gentleman<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He in my life, was
God’s superb plan<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>He gently bends and
whispers in my ear<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“I’ll never let you
shed, even a single tear<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I promise to always
keep you smiling<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>In every phase of
life, I’ll be loving and caring!”<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>His words have
definitely knocked me out<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>I want to get on a
mountain peak and shout<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>“He’s definitely the
one I’ve been waiting for<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The one I’ll love? The
one I’ll adore!<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>The one I’ll spend my
entire life with,<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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<b><span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>It’s a fact now, no
more a myth!”<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></b></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-26710900387633863962012-09-17T23:56:00.000+05:302012-09-19T00:55:23.572+05:30Mallufied Del Monte Mousse<u><b><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Ingredients:</span></b></u><br />
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1. Gelatin 38 grams</div>
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2. Tender Coconut 50 ml</div>
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3. Water 250ml</div>
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4. Heavy Cream 420ml</div>
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5. Raspberry Pulp 680gm</div>
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6. Egg White 142gm</div>
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7. Sugar 230gm</div>
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8. Del Monte<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Fruits Naturals<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Snacks (Mixed Berries, Cherry Mixed Fruit and Peach Chunks)</div>
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9. Del Monte<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Very Cherry<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Mixed Fruit in Light Syrup (if needed)</div>
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<b><u><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Procedure:</span></u></b></div>
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<b><u>Before Preparation:</u></b></div>
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Assemble Del Monte<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Fruits Naturals<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Snacks that are to be used in the application of the Mallu Mousse.</div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.delmonte.com/products/getimage.aspx?f=/media/product/product_photo_459.png&s=t" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://www.delmonte.com/products/getimage.aspx?f=/media/product/product_photo_459.png&s=t" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="text-align: start;">Del Monte</span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: start;">®</span><span style="text-align: start;"> Fruits Naturals</span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: start;">®</span><span style="text-align: start;"> </span>Mixed Berries</span></b></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.delmonte.com/products/getimage.aspx?f=/media/product/product_photo_453.png&s=t" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://www.delmonte.com/products/getimage.aspx?f=/media/product/product_photo_453.png&s=t" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; text-align: start;">Del Monte</span><span style="font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; text-align: start;">®</span><span style="font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; text-align: start;"> Fruits Naturals</span><span style="font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; text-align: start;">® Peach Chunks</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="text-align: justify;">Del Monte</span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;">®</span><span style="text-align: justify;"> Fruits Naturals</span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;">®</span><span style="text-align: justify;"> </span>Cherry Mixed Fruit</b></span></div>
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1. Bloom the gelatin into the water.</div>
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2. Whip the heavy cream to the medium peaks. Cover and reserve under refrigeration.</div>
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3. Warm 340gms of raspberry pulp in a sauce pan. Remove from heat. Melt gelatin. Add the melted gelatin and stir to incorporate. Blend in the remaining 340gm pulp.</div>
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4. Combine the egg white and sugar in a mixed bowl. Add tender coconut. Set over a pot of simmering water and heat stirring constantly with a wire whip until mixture reached 63 degree centigrade. Transfer to the mixture and whip at high speed with the whip attachment until stiff peaks form. Continue beating until the meringue has completely cooled.</div>
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5. Cool the raspberry pulp gelatin mixture to 21 degree centigrade.</div>
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6. Gently blend approximately 1/3rd of the meringue into the raspberry pulp mixture to lighten it. Fold in the remaining meringue thoroughly incorporating it. Fold in the reserved whipped cream.</div>
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7. Immediately pipe or ladle into Del Monte<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Fruits Naturals<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Snacks mixture. Refrigerate until completely settled.</div>
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<b><u>After Preparation:</u></b></div>
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This recipe can be served as a dessert after any meal, preferably after lunch. If required, use the Del Monte<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Very Cherry<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">®</span> Mixed Fruit in Light Syrup as toppings. Bon Appetite!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="text-align: justify;">Del Monte</span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;">®</span><span style="text-align: justify;"> Very Cherry</span><span style="line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;">®</span><span style="text-align: justify;"><br />Mixed Fruit in Light Syrup</span> </b></span></td></tr>
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<b>P.S.: This is an experimental recipe. Hope you enjoy trying to make it. This post is dedicated to the <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/topic.php?topic=64" target="_blank">Del Monte Blogger Recipe Carnival</a> on <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/" target="_blank">IndiBlogger.in</a>. Please check out <a href="http://www.facebook.com/worldfoody" target="_blank">WorldFoody.com</a></b>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-41748966824210663052012-09-07T21:40:00.000+05:302014-10-15T08:14:43.114+05:30Lovetricuted!<div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The poor are not one of the worst humans to be alive on
Earth. Even poor people survive. But my poverty can be a more
caste-creed-religious based nuisance that never seems to end even though my
parents lived a better life than their parents. Yes, time is not a great
benefactor for our state of unresolved issues. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Time had its worst influence at times. The world around
us just keeps getting richer and richer. Seeing how harsh the environment had
been to us over the past few decades of migration, I decided to try and improve
myself and become a better caste of person. But my ambitious thoughts won’t be
enough. I’m merely myself! I can hardly vouch for my species of survivors all
alone. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In some places they call us Gypsies, in other places; we
are Scheduled Castes and Tribes. We don’t own anything on this Earth. So we
keep moving from place to place trying to settle into whatever means of
lifestyle we can afford. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Although we are denied basic education, I did my best to
learn how to read, write and understand the world around me. I’m aware of a few
basic languages for communication, but due to my ardent interest in foreign
affairs of other humans, my tribe considers me a lunatic who overacts to
reality. But let me ask you, what is reality? Is it the pride of the rich and
the pain of the poor like us? I wish life was equal for everyone. No one would
feel bad that way. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But today, I’m trying to change the person within me, who
is soaked with the misconceptions of a scheduled gypsy. I’m trying to understand
how much more human I am rather than how smitten I may look to the world. I’ve
researched during my free time, and am more interested in learning about people
and how they react. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I make people happy for a living. Yes, I’m a joker to the
world; a clown who forgets where he’s come from and is inclined towards the
happiness of others. I am often <b><i>lovetricuted</i></b><i> </i>by people who like me as a joker. Yes, I’m good at my profession.
But it’s all behind a mask of white paint and red emotions! The person that I
am is still an outsider to this world. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Her lips moved in<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The void was filled<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Passionvoked<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I neared her…!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The smell of sweat, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Pulled me back,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Guiltified<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Sweet betrayal!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">She had on,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">A woven cloak,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Greyetchened<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">On the darned floor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The night was cold,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Turd like wind roared<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Emisticated<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">What once felt gold!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Lost in that rain,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">With no place to hide,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Selfsmittened<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></div>
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Flew our night…<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 12.800000190734863px;"><b>Hiding his mind's flame, he makes you Smile!</b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I write when I’m lonely. At night my mind plays tricks on
me. Although I stay away from my tribe, I still believe I was born to make my
people one with the societies of the world. Our world needs to coexist with the
people of Earth for us to survive in the years to come. But, when will it <b>soak
no more</b> for us?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>-A Scheduled Clown</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">P.S.: A heartfelt approach is required to consider all our fellow humans as 'Humans'. I hope the reader has understood the consequences of a biased world we live in!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">P.S.S: This post was written for the IndiBlogger SurfExcelMatic <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/topic.php?topic=61" target="_blank">Contest</a>. Please don't <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=172420" target="_blank">like </a>this post unless your heart goes out to those who suffer. </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-26077996304904348002012-08-27T15:02:00.000+05:302012-08-29T15:17:49.963+05:30Rum... oh Rum...!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Pirate or Privateer?</span></b></td></tr>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sail ho sail ho; us pirates are searching
for land,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">We’d sell all our rum, to have a look at
some sand!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But the rum is gone, and gone for good,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">And we’re stranded out here without any
food<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The sea is our love and we love to be here,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But with no rum on board, even you’d shed a
tear!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Rum oh rum, all we need is a little rum,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Pirates we are, but whom should we steal it
from?<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The sea has been merciful, but stand us how
long will it?<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">In just a matter of time, by huge waves
we’ll be hit!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">No land we have for six months seen,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">No ground we have for six months been,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The captain is tired and the crew almost
dead,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">All cannons are fired, but no land ahead!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">And just when everything seemed hopeless
and down,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">There emerged land, like a golden crown!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The crew jumped up and the captain awoke,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The sadness was lifted, and the tiredness
broke!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Happiness knew no bounds,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The deck was filled with sounds,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Man the sails’, the captain roared in
delight,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The crew obeyed with faces bright,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">In a few moments, the ship hit land,<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">One by one they jumped down, everyone
feeling grand!<o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The first thing they did, was to get a
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<span lang="EN-US"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">And went out ahead, to fill it with rum!</span></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">*Hallelujah!*</span></i></div>
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<i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">-<a href="https://www.facebook.com/haseeb.sange" target="_blank">Haseeb Sange</a></i></div>
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<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gc_PIPMmx9A/TdT2OUTHLMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SQok53-8ysc/s1600/funny+pirates+of+the+caribbean+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gc_PIPMmx9A/TdT2OUTHLMI/AAAAAAAAAVg/SQok53-8ysc/s1600/funny+pirates+of+the+caribbean+4.jpg" /></a></div>
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<b>Haseeb says</b>-<i> I've always wanted to be a pirate. But things didn't work out
the way I wanted them to I guess. I was born in a desert, I come from a noble
Indian family of Accountants and Doctors, and I don’t have a ship or a crew.
Not to forget, my mom wants me to become an Engineer.</i></div>
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<span style="text-align: start;"><b>P.S.: This is the second Guest Post by my friend Haseeb.</b></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09964023203962597642noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6108070916471358786.post-61625872078998512862012-08-19T16:44:00.002+05:302014-10-15T08:03:10.951+05:30Race to Freedom<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>The KSRTC bus ride back home</b><br />
Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.nostalgickeralaphotos.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Nostalgic Kerala Photos</a></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">That evening was a strange one. After bidding farewell to my
friends, I took off from Kochi hoping to reach home by evening. Time does its
plays in every man’s life, and on that day it had found pleasure in squeezing
its fangs on mine.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span">The journey began rather well. I had refreshed myself with
some snacks and a lime soda for the three and half hour bus ride back home. The
places sparkled in familiarities; but the bus was overcrowded, providing a chance
to explore my bachelorism. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">The one thing you know when you are a bachelor is that time
will pass easily. This theory is often picked up from laziness, as almost all
the men in bachelordom like to waste time with their mischief and many pranks.
One among them is flirting. The boredom arouses every now and then, leading to
newer discoveries each day – some of which may sound totally insane! </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">One such incident occurred during my college days. The food
at the hostel mess had got over by the time my roommates and I returned from
our movie. Life in that remote area of Tamil Nadu is ever memorable with its
mini-theatres and all the action available both in and out of campus - at rather
cheap rates. Hunger had struck us by that time, and since we hostellers weren’t
allowed to use electrical appliances, making something was not an easy task.
However, I had some left over sugar in custody. We decided to raid the mess
hall at night. The storekeeper was not pleased. He scolded us and asked to
leave. We retorted, applying that all we wanted was a packet of coffee! He had
to oblige. Now we did not have a kettle, but there was my oversized stainless
steel dinner plate! We borrowed steel glasses of equal height and set them
upside down on the floor of our room, to form a stove. Roaming around the
hostel for some sort of fuel to cook, we managed to collect fifteen to twenty
candles from various rooms. The match box was easy to find, as we teenagers had
our habits! Filling two liters of water from the filter, we got back to our
room. We set the candles around our ‘stove’ and lighted them up. Then we fixed
the ‘dinner plate’ atop our ‘stove’, and poured in a liter of water. After ten
minutes of boiling the water, we added the sugar and the coffee and stirred our
beverage. The aroma was simply appetizing for that night! That was how we made
our candlelight coffee, spiced up by a talented cameraman who did the
commendatory rather well. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>Tempting?</b><br />
Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.photographyblogger.net/" target="_blank">P/B</a></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Travelling was one of the entertaining pastimes of my life. I’ve
had my share of airplane, train and bus rides to various places around the
world. Of all these places, India still intrigues me to this day! I’d prefer
the window seat and gaze at life along the road. On that evening, I was
comfortably seated aside a window and was enjoying the scenes of tropical
Kerala. But before I knew it, I was texting this on my Nokia: </span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I’m pissed, I’m cold, and
I’m wet;<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It’s raining and I can’t
feel any sweat.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">This rickety bus
mourns,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My self-esteem’s
finding cons!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I just want to get
home,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Or any place with a ‘MAN’
board on;<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Just murder this guilty
ride, <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It’s a bachelor’s
pride at plight!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Amidst the mind’s “oohs”
and “aahs”,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I dream of a relief far
from sight!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">The bus had reached a quarter of my journey, and it would be
difficult to quit the ride and find another one after relieving myself. So I
shut myself to other thoughts. Uncontrollable emotions filled my mind. For once
I wished I could just turn OFF for a while. But, all good things happen when
you least expect it. And at precisely the right time, my adjacent passenger
decided to exit, and a damsel standing next to him occupied his vacancy. Wow! I
felt as if it had snowed in summer! </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><b>The sign I longed to see!</b><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Image Courtesy: <a href="http://www.amusingplanet.com/" target="_blank">Amusing Planet</a></span></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">To add to my jeopardy, the girl looked familiar. It took
some time for me to recognize that she used to live next to my home a long time
ago. Oh God! Why this kolaveri? Could I tell her how I really felt at that
moment? It was embarrassing. I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry. I took
out my phone and typed some more:</span></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I mourn, I bleed, I
scream, but<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I sleep, I dream,
I fly!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I kid, I prank, and I joke,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When I see you face to
face, I choke!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">This girl was the girl of my childhood dreams. We grew up as
play-mates, often playing childish games with our friends. Now, after many
years, she was rather a cute stranger. Looking at my unfriendly appeal, she
decided to strike her conversation. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“I thought you didn’t recognize me until I saw you smile at the
window. What are you doing these days?” she inquired with a smile. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“Hmm... I’m studying at Kochi. Didn’t you see that on Facebook?”
I replied, stabbing myself mentally for not making the first dialogue perfect.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“I’m not an avid FB user. Totally busy these days with
college work you know”, she said with a frown. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“ Yeah, that’s what they all say!”, I guffawed. I wondered
if any of my other friends on Facebook really knew what I was doing.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“Who are they? Your girl friends?”, was her immediate sarcasm.
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Now that was too much. Girls always want to know you better
once they are familiar with you. Some even think they have you all figured out.
</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“No, I meant that on a general note. Where are you headed?” I
was trying to act friendly while mourning inside.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“To a friend’s place for the weekend”, she replied. “What
about you?”</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“I’m going home to meet my Grandma”, I replied
uninterestedly.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“Oh. That’s good. How is she? And where are your parents and
sister? She was being friendly.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">“They’re all fine. Parents are in Kuwait. Sister has joined
college”, I replied quickly. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">After that I couldn’t control myself. So I got up, took my
bag from the rack above me and pretended to pull out a pair of headphones to
listen to some music. Seeing my unusual behavior towards her, she sighed and
started texting or calling someone on her iphone. I didn’t bother to talk to
her as I was busy trying to contain my situation, although I must admit that it
was heaven in hell!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Life felt like an advertisement. The smarter you present yourself
the wiser people think you are. Instincts! But that doesn’t happen always. Nature
was calling me madly. And time was moving slowly. The bus managed to find all
the unnecessary hurdles that day. Crazy speed breakers and the endless rain had
fueled the adventure. But my mood was not right for such an occasion. To add to
my misery, an accident had taken place along the highway and the traffic
through our lane was soon diverted, which would increase my journey by half an
hour! There was no escape from the inevitable. I couldn’t spit or swallow – I just
had to eat time!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">At that time, I decided to pray! I closed my eyes, tuned my
playlist to Worship songs and pretended to loose myself with it. But with each
beat, I was gripping my bag harder, and cursing my bad luck!</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Somehow, the bus reached the next big station – Alappuzha. I
go out from the seat with my bag and headed to the rear exit of the bus through
the crowd. As soon as the bus stopped, I jumped out and was scanning the area
for a spot. Thank God I was in Kerala where the field of scope for such
entities is endless. Behind me I saw a fellow passenger push me and run. I
followed him. Soon we found ourselves a clearing behind some trees and relieved
ourselves.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">Night fell by the time I reached my destination. The daily power
cut was going on, and the rain seemed far from stopping. I left my umbrella in
Kochi; however, I had a torch, and decided to walk home. Some wild dogs were
seen patrolling the roads and some of them barked at me disapprovingly. Along
the way, I met an old man. He had an umbrella. It didn’t take long for us to
share our resources and move ahead, although we never spoke a word. Sometimes,
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Image Courtesy: <a href="http://nostalgickeralaphotos.blogspot.in/2010/10/boat-jetty-in-backwaters-of-kerala.html" target="_blank">Nostalgic Kerala</a></td></tr>
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<span class="Apple-style-span">An evening on that bus and the events that followed,
taught me a lesson. If it’s wintering in your life right now, can spring be far
behind? Soak tears of sorrow no more, because joy is on her way home! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">I'm a sixteen year old teenager. I should be writing about
the mysteries of love and the beauty of friendship, but here I am, trying to
change the world by writing words on corruption on a blog of a friend I made a
few days back! But at least it's a start. And that's where all of us fail, to
make a start. We're so afraid of the consequences that we have literally
started believing that we don't really stand a chance. While the word is busy
fighting Aids and Global warming, we Indians are facing an entirely different
problem. Politicians! Shame on you adults for letting this happen to our
country. If you handed India over to us teenagers for a day, you would probably
see the difference.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">I am a NRI, a non-resident
Indian, and I can feel the vibes of corrupt politicians and frauds till here!
But what are we doing? The same thing that we've been doing for the past 800
years, watching! And we're getting pretty good at it too. First came the
Mughals, then the British and now we're facing someone worse, Indians! It's
funny how kids today want to be doctors and chefs but not a single one aspires
to be a politician. It seems like even they know that this job has been cursed.
Take it this way, India is house and we Indians are the family living in it.
The father (politician) is a bad man and thus the family (Indians) is always
suffering. To add to our misery, our neighbor is busy sending missiles and
bombs onto us! If you know what I mean...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;">- If you are an Indian adult reading this, then stop reading
and do something about it. Go out, start a campaign, get some people on your
side, spread the message. Every bit counts.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">- If you’re a politician reading this, then remorse for what
you’ve done to India and try do some good for a change. If you’re an American
reading this, then stay the hell out of our way! We've got enough problems
already.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">- And if you’re a young beautiful lady reading this, then let
me tell you that my dad is very rich and I am incredibly handsome.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">(Sorry for
the bad humor, that’s just me.)</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">I would like to thank Anoop for putting this up on his blog.
Hallelujah.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">-<a href="https://www.facebook.com/haseeb.sange" target="_blank">Haseeb Sange </a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">P.S.: This post was given to me by my young friend Haseeb. Reader's discretion is advised. </span></span></div>
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