tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-356600432012-01-24T15:28:46.849+05:30Scribblings of a vagrant soul...Dhanyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08593715978123445004noreply@blogger.comBlogger991100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35660043.post-25796226823025607352011-08-19T16:52:00.004+05:302011-08-19T17:49:32.163+05:30

The earliest memory that I have is waiting at the verandah of amma’s ancestral home for Anuchechi to return from school. Her school was just few buildings away and I could hear the bell ring and almost immediately the flock of kids filled the small lane in front of the house. I’ll be patiently waiting there to get the first glimpse of her and used to jump with joy when I could spot her in the sea

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Yesterday I had a phone call with a school friend after so many years. We were talking about our class, teachers, different gangs, incidents etc from that time and I realized most of the things I have already forgotten :( Putting down my childhood memories was always in my mind, but it never materialized and this call did give me the much needed trigger to do that. What if I'm following suit

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It’s really long since I have paid a visit to this space and I know I don’t even deserve any apologies :( And considering I was someone who was addicted to internet at one point of time and had to struggle to discipline myself to distribute my time and energy to other activities, it is very weird that now a days I hardly switch on the comp after I come back home. Strange are the ways of human

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[If you are interested in the rest of this memoir please click here]In the railway station we had a quick intro to the rest of the group. Frankly that time I couldn't get anyone's name properly. Only thing I noticed was that there were too many ishs what with ishviene, ishrat, isha , aisha etc. In fact for the initial few days we were referring to them as "one of the ish's" as the names were too

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[This is a memoir of one of the dream trips I have gone. If you are interested in reading the first part here is the linkJul 31 : Kickstart]The next day (1st Aug) we got up late and after breakfast checked out from the rooms as advised by the manager. He promised to give us a room to freshen up once we come back after the Delhi tour. The taxi driver was waiting for us. Thankfully it was the same

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It's exactly one year since we did the VoF trip. I know I had promised to write a travelogue and even started it soon after the trip. But I was not in a position to complete it then. For me, if I give a word I am adamant that I stick to it and make sure I do everything in my power to make it happen. So here I am again in an attempt to fulfill my promise :)I know it is not an easy option to

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We always tend to complain about the ‘nothingness’ in our life and forget to appreciate the simple pleasures and happiness around. Today is the last day of this experiment and I am so glad I took it up as this helped me look at the things I was ignoring. It's like the whole day you tend to search for that lil bit of happiness in whatever you do or encounter. I am planning to continue this as a

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It is always a good feeling to know that something that you have done/doing is inspiring others. I can't emphasize how this small exercise here has changed and helped me to be a better person. And mind you how much ever points you ‘think’, putting it in paper and seeing it in front of you does wonders. You will be amazed at the change in you. So if you haven't tried this yet, please do. You can

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I've come to realize the difference in success, or failure, is not how you look, not how you dress and not even how you're educated. It's how you think.I can't overstate the importance of being able to maintain a positive attitude, but I'm the first one to admit...it's not easyAn excerpt from Attitude is Everythingby Vicki Hitzges1) At least 6-7 people told me today that they read my blog and is

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Wow I’m already on Day 4 and I love it so much. It really is good fun and a great mood booster :) Why don’t you try it out yourself(if you haven't started it yet)? If you don’t have a blog you can write in the facebook group1) There are some people with whom even if you don't talk for a long time, when you connect with them again you just pick from where you left as if it were yesterday that you

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When I started this series, I was doubtful whether I really have five positives in my uneventful home-office-home routine. I used to feel like all my weekdays are exactly the same and all weekends again the same. But now that I started observing the day’s events more closely I am realizing each day is different and it has quite many things to record even more than the 5 points that I list here.

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Here are the things that made me feel good today1) What else can be the ultimate mood lifter than getting up in the morning and realizing that it's still Sunday n you can sleep to your hearts content :)2) Spend a lot of time in the morning reading and lazing around.3) I had almost buried my culinary experiments after I started staying alone and so surprised myself when I decided to make aloo

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I had seen the post in Preeti's blog and I instantly fell in love with the idea. Unfortunately I read it while in office and couldn't comment or blog about it that time but made it a point to mentally note the 5 points before I go to bed. Today I got her invite in my mailbox to join in the facebook group and I decided to make it an excuse to blog about it ;)So here are my 5 points for today1) Who

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And it was exactly that - unlimited fun :) I am talking about the BSA moonlight ride that happened yesterday. I remember seeing its ad some 5-6 years back in the papers but couldn't mobilize any of my friends then. But this time when I read about it in BBC forum (Bangalore Bikers Club), I just forwarded it to a friend who has bought a cycle recently. Surprisingly by evening, there were quite many

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Dewdrops asked me to confess my Sins rather ‘My Sins against Gender-Stereotypes’ and I was wondering whether I am really a sinner :P Then I did a backtrack and found that it was IHM who started this chain and the confessions of sinners from all over the world is overflowing in the blogosphere. Only then I realized that even I have committed many of those sins knowingly or unknowingly :) If you

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It's really long since I have visited this place and I think it's the longest break ever :( Thank you all who mailed/messaged/called me to check if I am fine and encouraged me to write. I am doing good. It's just that picking up the broken pieces of your shattered life and putting them back together can be a very painstaking task. As you go into different directions to find and pick up the broken

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I grew up seeing people close to me bidding good byes at the most inappropriate times.. I was so unfortunate that I couldn't see my paternal grandparents as both of them died much before dad got married. And the first death that I could remember is that of my maternal grandfather when I was three years old. I remember sitting in his lap when he was talking to his friends and guess that night he

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Can you guess what this is? Let me know who gets it right first ;)Btw I'm back to flickr again. I was missing that space and the great photos n photographers there. So decided to go back. But no I won't abandon my poor photoblog. So have decided to use flickr as the hosting site for the blog.And I'm now in Chennai and will be around till end of this month. So any suggestions about places to visit

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Yesterday I had a real good time in the South Indian Carnival @ southindies. And yeh I was there for a photo shoot :P Now don't ask me if I'm planning to change my profession. Not yet ;) The funny thing is when I showed my hand to the palmist, he mistook me as a professional photographer and was telling that my career line is very strong and so is the creative mount. So according to him the

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Today I did an photography assignment n guess what? I got paid !! In the past, I have been contacted to market some of the snaps in flickr but it didn't work out coz of the low resolution pictures(I had a PoS cam then). Same way some people have asked me to market some of the craft works that I have done and once one of my painting(rather my only painting) was put for sale by my painting

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Today it's exactly one month since I got the phone call in the middle of the night asking me to come home asap as amma is not well. At that time little did I expect that my life is never going to be the same again. I couldn't believe it when they told me finally the next day or even when I actually saw her lifeless body. But now that my life is thrown out of sync, I'm slowly realising what has

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Amma also gone...Just 1.5 years after acchan and exactly 3 months after her sister.. She might have thought it's better to be with her husband and sister and all other dear and near ones than her cursed daughter.. So now no more phone calls fretting about small things..no more worries, no more concerns.. My phone will never again receive a call from 'Home'.. I didn't call home when I reached here

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Many of you asked whether I went for the VoF trip finally.. Yeh I did :) But yet to recover from the hangover I guess. After I came back it took me more than a week even to touch my cam and copy the snaps to computer. Then everyone was asking to share the photos n I was just too lazy to upload it in some online albums. Now since I have accomplished that task too, I thought of jotting down the

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Yes that's what I am feeling when I come back to this space. Thanks a lot for your concerns and queries. I am very much fine :) I guess this is the longest I have stayed away from my blog. There were so many things happening in my life - some personal losses , some unfortunate incidents - all of them drained my energy and kind of kept me in my cocoon. But then I felt I need to fight back and come

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I am not sure whether I really believed in it. But now I do believe in it. You want to know why? I completed the 10 km in the Sunfeast World 10K today. I know it's not a big deal for a fit or trained person. But for a couch potato like me with a lousy stamina, who has never ever run in her whole life it indeed is a big deal. When Diana founder of Chrysallis asked us about the marathon, all of

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In my previous project, we had a gang of 9 girls and it made quite a sight during lunch time. At sharp 12, all us would march to the canteen and mostly would be the first ones in the queue. We would then cram into a corner table (of capacity 6) by pulling some extra chairs even though whole of canteen would be empty at that time. Then our chatting session would start and it would mostly be the

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A very frequent question that I encounter is "How do you spend your time alone?". For many people it is very difficult to digest and keep pestering me to get a roommate. I admit I have enjoyed each and every bit when I was staying with roommates. But they were my friends and we all knew each other quite well. Somehow I am not ready to share my space with a totally new person or someone I hardly

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I've been awarded the Honest Scrap Award by Amal sometime back. It's my first online award and I’m so glad you like my blog and choose it for the award. Thanks a Ton Buddy :) But the award comes with a "Terms and conditions apply" tag line. “This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog’s content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant.”“When accepting this auspicious award, you

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Last 2-3 days I was sleeping late and Friday was our Family Day. I was totally exhausted after that and so yesterday I slept nicely in the afternoon. I woke up feeling so fresh and was not in a mood to go back to sleep at my usual time. So as usual was in front of the comp and browsing/chatting was going on. That time my childhood friend came online. Talking of my childhood friends, none of them

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[Warning : A very long post ahead. I just wrote it to relive the experiences of a fun filled trip that we did last week. I doubt if it'll appeal to anyone else other than the ones who were actually part of that trip and experienced it first hand :) ]Dandeli - that was one place that we had missed out in the main tourist attractions of Karnataka. We always felt it's too far and needs a 'long'

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Na don't be mistaken. I'm definitely not bitten by this bug. But the problem is all the wardrobe items seems to be obsessed with that. Don't be surprised. Listen to my story and you will understand. It's been 1.5-2 years since I have done any cloths shopping and when I did it recently,I was in for a shock. My regular size doesn't fit me anymore and even 2 sizes higher seems to be 'just' fit.

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I am just back from a Wildlife Photography Boot Camp at the Bannerghatta National Park organized by ireboot. I got a forwarded mail regarding this camp the very next day I got my camera and I didn't have to think twice to decide. The mentor was Kalyan Varma and I have been following his blog for quite sometime and is a huge fan of his photographs. I had missed his previous workshops and was

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I have mentioned before that I like photography and some of you had encouraged me giving comments in my photoblog and/or flickr. So far I was having an Olympus PoS camera and most of the snaps were from that.. But now equipment wise I'm a semi-professional :)Yes I OWN a D90 + 18-200 VR lens now. I'm so excited - just like a child who got a new toy.. :) But I very well know owning a Nikon doesn't

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Of late it's only tags that's keeping my blog alive and so I decided to add one more to the list. I promise this will be the last in this year :P In fact Jolly Roger had tagged me last year and I'm taking this up after exactly an year !!! Better late than never..I think I can easily say 2008 was the toughest year in my life. In January, I lost my dad and in December(rather yesterday night), I

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1. Stop taking so much notice of how you feel. How you feel is how you feel. It’ll pass soon. What you’re thinking is what you’re thinking. It’ll go too. Tell yourself that whatever you feel, you feel; whatever you think, you think. Since you can’t stop yourself thinking, or prevent emotions from arising in your mind, it makes no sense to be proud or ashamed of either. You didn’t cause them. Only

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Oh no I'm not at all an expert here and would be the last one to give any advice on this topic. ;) If you are a girl and came here to get some dating tips I am so sorry to have disappointed you..Anyway I started this topic for a different reason. Someone came to my blog looking for "How to handle men neighbors while staying alone". Unfortunately she got only the thief story and some comments

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The moment I blissfully retire into my cocoon, my fellow bloggers conspire to pull me out of it :( Latest culprit is Usha who has asked me to list down my addictions. Do I really look addicted? hmmmm...1) Internet : What else can take the No 1 position? This addiction is eating up all my time and even hindering many other creative things that I used to indulge in before. So I am fighting to

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Does any of you care how they expressed their love and how it stood the test of time? Isn't love a feeling between two people and isn't it sufficient that only both of them know about it? What is the necessity to scribble your names and hearts in stone? And how happy you will be to know that the wall/building you defaced during the early days of your courtship is still defaced by the expression

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Have you come across them? I guess most of the mom's fall in this category and mine leads the flock!! I think they just loves to worry about anything and everything. Mine even goes to the extend that if she doesn't get anything she just creates something and worries about that imaginary problem.. If I'm little late for the train she starts worrying that I will miss the train. Btw late means I

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It's quite some time since Sandeep passed on the baton to create my own bucket list. And he is making sure I don't forget about it.. hmmmThe tag is basically based on the movie The Bucket List and tells you to make the list that you want to do before you kick the bucket. When I saw the tag, the first thing that crossed my mind was to write a will!! That was the time amma was dragging me to banks

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The girl looked at herself in the mirror. Today is Wednesday. The blue ribbon day. Yeh that's part of her uniform. Royal Blue skirt, White shirt and hair plaited on both sides tied by the specific colored ribbon on top and a rubber band at the bottom. In primary classes, when her hair was not long enough for a plait, it was just hair parted as ponytails on either sides. Still the ribbon was

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Usha tagged me to list five people whom I hate and I never thought I will take so much time to complete it. Honestly I couldn't think of anyone whom I really hate. Of course I am not a goody goody person, but I do try to look for the good and ignore the bad in people. It's because I believe no one is perfect and I would have much more negatives than what I find in others. As they say when you

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There was a time, not so long ago, when I was totally jobless in Office and was desperately looking for some time pass. I have no idea how I reached this space, but the moment I started reading I got hooked to it. This was one of the first links that appeared in my blog. I liked everything about it - the way she presented day to day matters,her attitude towards life,the simplicity of her language

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My name is Sony and I am new to this area. If you are wondering who this is : I'm the guest editor of this blog. The owner of this blog seems to be too busy to give any attention to this bog (I don't think she is that busy - just plain laziness..grrr) Anyway today I decided to revive this space.. But I am in a confusion as to what to write. I haven't written anything ever in my life nor do I know

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Time is past mid-night. Two out of three inmates of the house are mostly drowsy and is getting ready to sleep and the third one is already fast asleep. Let's call them A , B and C. It was the time of late night ghost serials and A was very much fond of them; but never had the courage to watch them alone.. That's the reason why she made B also to sit with her while watching the serial. Both of

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I was reading Mathew's post and later saw this mail. First I thought it's a funny forward, but apparently it's a real application and his resume is also attached!!!It's been sent to 320 recipients, all in the To list.So here is the mail that I got as it is for your kind prusal and hope he here from u soon. Dear SirPlease find attached my detailed resume for your kind prusal. Presently Iam working

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Mathew tagged me and I thought this is the best way to overcome my lethargy. So here it goes..1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATERA malayalam movie called "New Delhi"I hate to admit it, but I am "theater-phobic". My parents had a tough time with me coz mostly they'll book tickets n I'll be weeping uncontrollably so much so that they'll have to cancel the movie plans.. :(But yeh I do watch movies in

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As I have mentioned before, I am a shutter bug and love clicking pictures of anything and everything. I used to post pictures in flickr which is a fantastic place to hang around and lots and lots to learn.. But flickr free account holds only 200 photos and my limit was over sometime back. Many people asked me to take a pro account for unlimited storage and continue posting there itself. It is not

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I'm really getting this doubt when I see the face of autowalas the moment I utter this word. Even worse the way they accelerate and run for their life without even giving a second look.. On an average, I need to ask 30-40 autos(no exaggeration) to finally get a ride or on some unlucky days need to walk the entire 4 km distance!!!

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[I am sorry to have blurted out like this.. Never wanted people to come here and feel sad. But writing has always been a way of venting my emotions and so I wrote this when I felt really low. Next day I wanted to delete it but there were already some comments and so left it as it is..]"How are you?" This is the question that I was asked the most in the past one month and always my answer was "I

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I am amused, especially the blog design part!!!Your Blogging Type is Kind and HarmoniousYou're an approachable blogger who tends to have many online friends.People new to your blogging circle know they can count on you for support.You tend to mediate fighting and drama. You set a cooperative tone.You have a great eye for design - and your blog tends to be the best looking on the block!What's Your

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Your memory evades you and you forget everything - your wife , your daughter , your siblings , your family members , your best friends,.. You forget who you are , where you are ,... Words fail you, you forget to speak.. You forget the house you were dwelling all this while , the way to different rooms,.. You forget to eat , to chew.. Someone has to be constantly there to take care of you , to

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Every morning I do a herculean task - The task is 'thinking' what to pack for lunch. Normal course is one curry (gravy) , one thoran (dry dish) and then rice mixed with curd. This menu varies depending on the time I wake up, the availability of vegetables in the house and of course my mood to cook. So some days it will be very elaborate lunch with all these items but some days it will be just one

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My room has a wall sized rack and a shelf where I used to store all my belongings while in school and college. These were kind of untouched ever since I moved to Bangalore. So last time when I was home for a longer duration, I decided to check the same. And what I found there was quite interesting. It was like diving into my past and unveil the life of that silly little girl who treasured

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I am not a movie buff and so hardly keep track of the latest releases, forget watching them. But "Taare Zameen Par" did arise my curiosity mainly because it deals with a dyslexic child. I was also interested to see how Aamir Khan,who is a perfectionist, would deal with the subject. So this weekend I made sure I watched the movie and I am quite happy that I did. Hats off to Amir Khan for handling

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They could have been like any other children but for one reason – they are refugees from Sri Lanka. These are students of IGIA and should I add a school that barely manages to survive.. 370 kids, most of them orphans, live and study in the same place. Lunch is provided by ISCON but breakfast and dinner is always a question mark. They don't have electricity for years (they owe 10 lakhs to

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I love photographs and can easily get lost in the pile of photo albums that I have.. I used to spend hours and hours looking, arranging and rearranging them, much to the annoyance of my mom.. These are the photographs of my childhood, of old friends, of school and college, of family functions, of exciting vacations, of beautiful places,.. The moment I pick an album, I will be taken back to that

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If there is one thing I hate the most, that is when people try to convince me to consider some particular guy..And I have no clue how they come up with this idea that it will be an "ideal match".These so called "abyudayakamshikal" would have no clue about the girl or the guy and their interests in life.. Some instances that I have gone through..One evening a neighbor cum far relative comes home

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It is no secret that the wanderlust bug nudges me from time to time.. Once a friend asked me a question "What is it that you like most in traveling?" I never gave him an answer but I did ponder the question. So here is what I discovered..A couple of reasons - to see new and exciting places- to get out of my comfort zone- to see how others live and experience their cultures- to try out new

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I didn't realize it but today is the first anniversary of my blog. My Blogger profile says I've been on Blogger since December 2004, but most of my previous blogging trials were short-lived. So I’m pleasantly surprised that I’ve managed to keep this blog going for a year.. Walking down the memory lane, my first post was very naive. And it took me an entire 4 months to be brave enough to make my

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Yeah I've been traveling most weekends and so not very active here.. Anyway this weekend I'm in Bangalore and so thought of reviving my space :) The first topic that's coming to mind is of course about the places I visited last month. No, no,.. I don't have any plans to make this a travel blog. Anyway most of my travels were small travels here and there which is not worth mentioning. This is a

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Saw this in JollyRoger's blog and was curious to find mine. They have rated mine as a family blog with a "G" rating. So certified that you can read my blog without any hesitation :PThis rating was determined based on the presence of the following words: * hurt (1x)

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Onam, the festival of Kerala is here... It is part of the cultural repertoire of every Malayalee - a festival that celebrates a happy blend of myth and reality. It brings back nostalgic memories of a bygone era of prosperity, equality and righteousness.. This season the whole state comes alive with activities. To add to that nature is divinely beautiful and every inch of Kerala becomes lush green

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The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less

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Purpose of the TripThen : "We should cover as many places as possible"Now : "We should just relax and "Chill"!!"Frequency of tripsThen : "How about this week? We didn't go anywhere last week"Now : "We went only 2 months back na"Planning for the tripThen : Detailed planning by Date,Time,From,Destination,Distance,Duration of journey,Reach by what time, Stay for how many hrs etcNow : "We will decide

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but it happened to be my birthday...When I was small, I didn't know what a Birthday means, thanks to my parents who never believed in celebrations.. And one day during my KG years, I came back from school and demanded that I should distribute sweets in the class next day. I was so fascinated by the attention the kid, dressed in a pretty frock, was getting from both teachers and other friends.

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Today is World Friendship Day.. The day that marks celebrations of friendship all over the world.. When I wished a friend today, he was asking why do you need a day for that. It's true that we really don't need a day to celebrate a concept like 'friendship'. But how many of us really connect with our friends every day unless of course they are geographically close and you have to interact with

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...kept me away from the blog, and the internet in general, many thanks to BSNL.. It's been more than a week since the entire series (including the complaint no) have gone out of order supposedly because of some cable fault. Interestingly, whenever I call the exchange, I get the assurance that it will be done "by today evening". But somehow this "today evening" never seems to be coming. So I

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MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL WHO AM I AFTER ALL? I watched this tele film by Naina Kapur and Smita Bharti in Doordharsan. It's a creative exploration of segregation and integration of self and sexuality as experienced by the students and teachers of an all girls school pursuing the pathway to sexual awareness. I felt it is a very good initiative and is important to conduct such a workshop in all

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I had told about the case of an inane email forward which turned out to be some work related to the Bangalore Traffic Information System.The Bangalore traffic police has now launched a live traffic portal. Check the following link : BTIS

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I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o'er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched in never-ending lineAlong the margin of a bay:Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.The

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..and my friends were pestering me for a new post. When I started this blog I was thinking why on earth would someone ever want to read my meaningless musings.. But through this I got the opportunity to know so many wonderful people whom I would have never known otherwise. Sometimes I'm absolutely bewildered when I see the visitor locations from which this blog has been accessed. It's a nice

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A techie transfer fund for penalty from his laptop near Trinity Circle in Bangalore on Tuesday.... Got this as a forward.. But guess it's very much possible !!!PS : An Update. This news seems to be fake and the person is actually doing some work on Bangalore Traffic Information System. Please check this link. Thank you Venkat for the info.

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My hands are aching so badly now.. Reason - I had to write some certificates and that made me realize some bitter truths. I haven't used a pen for more than 10 minutes since the time I wrote my last exam in my last semester !!! So today when I had to write for 2-3 hrs, it took a lot of strength and effort and my handwriting has become very ugly :( And it was worse when I tried to write in my

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Often in life youSmile, altough your heart feels like breaking.. Smile, altough you are hurt inside..Smile, altough you feel like crying your lungs out..Smile, with a lump in your throat that even loved ones don't notice..And then you wish all your tears turned into Frozen ice, Frozen tears!!

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According to a latest survey conducted among 15,000 European hoteliers by the travel Web site Expedia , Indians were ranked the second worse tourists in the world, preceded only by French. What an embarrassment!The different nationalities were ranked according to several key criteria, including behavior, politeness, tidiness, noise, willingness to speak the local language, holiday spending and

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"Indian nationalism - It is not the language or race or ethnicity or religion or geography that binds us together as a nation. It has always been the nationalism of an idea - an idea rooted in the spirit of diversity." A nice article by Shashi Tharoor Do read it..

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It was a crazy week.. Getting busier in office with the new project and the desperate attempts to build up a team.. Also had lots of personal work, so much so that I just couldn't do justice to either :( Days were long, getting up early and sleeping past midnight - got totally exhausted.. Couldn't find time even to think of blogging.. But no I haven't abandoned this space and here I am :)

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Today a friend was asking me why I can't upload a decent self portrait in my orkut profile. According to him all of them are "deformed" :( Reason why he asked this is coz most of the snaps that I upload there will be cropped from some group snaps and so it won't be a proper portrait.. Also whenever I share snaps after a trip, I face lot of questions on why I'm not there in any of them..The

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I'm getting used to the regular "power failures" in Bangalore and usually during these times I prefer to read. So today I lighted a candle and was reading holding the candle stand in one hand (I know it is a little dangerous). Although I used to do it often, today something in my mind told me that it's going to be disastrous. I had a feeling I'm going to get burned. I get such gut feelings often

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(This picture is downloaded from internet and is not copyrighted by me)I watched this Mani Ratnam movie (It's an old movie released in 2002) yesterday and I have to say it is one of the finest I have seen in a long time. It does more than just "A Peck on the Cheek" - the characters are well etched, the tale is narrated with lot of feeling and maturity and some of the scenes would bring a lump to

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Yes I know it's sometime since I have posted anything.. Got busy with work, but will be back soon :)In the mean time check this snap. I took it in Rabdentse Ruins,Pelling (Sikkim). I liked the stone pavements and the colored leaves that fell on it.. You can't see anything beyond the curve which reminds me of life's little turning points.. Tell me whether you liked it and what it means to you..

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Now a days, my evenings are very dull and lack luster.. Ambili has taken up a job and so our routine voice chat that used to consume my entire time has come to an abrupt end (probably that explains why I'm more verbal these days). As a rule I don't initiate a chat/call with my other friends.. I have a feeling that they will be busy with their life and I shouldn't unnecessarily intrude into their

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Summer is here and the first thing that comes to my mind apart from the oppressive heat is the sumptuous, succulent MANGOES, aptly named The king of fruits. No other fruit is as delicious and magnificent as mango. There are, I assume, very few who wouldn’t love mangoes. I should say I'm an ardent fan of mangoes (although next only to Jack fruit) and the sight of juicy, yellow-gold mangoes makes

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Though we all have heard this phrase time and again, it's difficult for me to accept the situation. Yes I know change is permanent, I know change is constant,I know change is good, but I have realized that I hate change. I hate change to an extreme degree. I hate it when things I liked, felt comfortable with, change on me. Sometimes that change may even be for better, sometimes not, but I still

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Today I was totally surprised to see this message in my flickr albumKeralaNewsHeadlines says:Congrats!.This photo has be selected to be featured as the Photo Of The Day at Kerala News HeadlinesThanks a lot :)

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I was on a vacation and this time it was the small but beautiful Sikkim which is situated in the eastern Himalayas. It's a beautiful place not much spoilt by tourism. The higlights of the place are the snow capped mountains, the silent Hills, the lush valleys, fast flowing rivers, the green forests, the wild flowers, different varieties of orchids, the numerous water falls, endless streams

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Today was an eventful day for so many reasons. So just thought I'll mark it before sleeping..One of my works saw the print ink for the first time. Yes it's a unique experience Did the first recording of my lifetime. I was damn nervous and have given the poor editing guys enough work ;) Completed 7 years in the same company. I can very well recollect how I felt

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Birthdays are a time for celebration. And what better way to celebrate my father’s birthday than sharing my memories of him… the first man in my life. He is turning 81 today..Whenever I see a warm picture of a dad and little girl, it takes me down the memory line and brings tears to my eyes. It brings in to mind the eldless paths I have walked holding his hands, the endless times he has carried

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Yet another International women's day dawns.. I can see celebrations everywhere.. We are getting so many wishes from everywhere.. We got red roses from the company.. Some malls are giving out special gifts to all women shoppers.. Some company even held a Women's Day exclusive referral scheme to empower women... And the media is checking whether the woman has arrived (were was she before??)But we

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Being a vegetarian some questions that I constantly face are"Being a mallu how come you are a vegetarian?""How do you manage to survive in different places since you travel a lot"For the first question the only answer is it's a matter of choice. Second question probably deserves a little more explanation. The longest I have stayed out of home is in Munich, Germany. I somehow managed breakfast and

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Today I did the unthinkable - I let some of my friends know about my blog and sent them this link.. Well, its unthinkable coz now I am nervous.. This was my cosy corner where I could write whatever i wanted,but it won't be possible anymore..But I think I really had to do it this time.. I had attempted to start a blog so many times and never got past 2-3 posts.and worst part is now I don't even

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Today I got a call from home saying my uncle was hospitalized with a heart attack. He was in the ICU for some days and now out of danger. But the reason for this blog is not that. He got the pain on last Thursday (25th Jan) and it was a bandh day in my native. This is essentially a shutdown of all shops and traffic and is fashionably called 'hartal'. The reasons for this can vary from local

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When Romesh told this, all of us were totally silent. We had just started our journey to Leh. Since the trip was bit taxing we were trying out some means to entertain ourselves. Even though it was the fourth day of our trip, we felt a self introduction will make sense. When Kiran’s turn came, he was telling how he and Gopan were together from childhood. It was then that Romesh interrupted

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"Emotionally you may hit a brick wall, DHANYA, when you find that your sensitive feelings aren't being as nurtured and respected as you might like them to be. If you constantly project an image of emotional strength and toughness, people will be either harder on you, or will look to you for support themselves. Now is a time when you are the one who is thirsty for it, so put your guard down and

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Have you ever faced this question? How will you feel then?I was once asked this question and was clearly taken aback. It was in Sicily the land known for its strong mafia roots. Although looking back I feel very silly, that incident is something that I cannot forget easily.It was my second visit to Italy and I was bit intimidated as my first experience was not a great one. Also in all the travel

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Why am I blogging? I don't have a proper answer to this...As a child whenever I felt sad or happy I used to take it out on a pen and paper medium... May be that comes with being an only child... Initially it was old notebooks and later I upgraded myself to an LIC diary that I took from my mom. But over a course of time, like many other things, I dropped the habit of writing as well... Maybe I was

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