<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2025 06:42:22 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>insensible musings</category><category>naa.....just me</category><category>tag time</category><category>Writer&#39;s Island</category><category>new me</category><category>fiction</category><category>Non Fiction :P</category><category>Ra&#39;z Snippets</category><category>current affairs</category><category>attempts</category><category>halka fulka</category><category>new year greetings</category><category>wat&#39;s happ???</category><category>books</category><category>funny side up</category><category>music</category><category>odd ode</category><category>OMG what was that</category><category>awards</category><category>friends</category><category>gotcha...</category><category>i think i saw myself</category><category>life</category><category>marriage</category><category>mumble</category><category>pink floyd</category><category>poetry</category><category>quotable quotes</category><category>sports</category><category>story</category><category>update</category><category>wats</category><title>An Odd Ode to Life</title><description>Freedom - To ask nothing. To expect nothing. To depend on nothing.</description><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-3367583245106635078</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Feb 2012 06:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T09:23:28.160+05:30</atom:updated><title>Any colour you like</title><atom:summary type="text">


&quot;Some people believe holding on
and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when
it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it.&quot;
-- Ann Landers





We human beings are natural clingers.
We seek comfort in the knowledge of the familiar. While it is a popular and
definitely true that success comes to those who hold on, long after others have
</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2012/02/any-colour-you-like.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS_30m4XqrXhRBIZVMlCKH2dVVf3gaPPVvikafw-KG9urgZ421E1SaWHP1ckCTnRHQPWX7yNp8B-UUUYoDJHgRpW2MMrKYjwTJ33qic5qi6pxLw3U_dC_RTlDeNh35cGFwE4xqudO2TEke/s72-c/choice.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Mumbai, Maharashtra, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>19.0759837 72.8776559</georss:point><georss:box>18.835877699999998 72.5617989 19.3160897 73.193512899999988</georss:box></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-1796050588218490810</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-01T15:37:39.829+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">halka fulka</category><title>For the love of the &#39;B&#39; Word!</title><atom:summary type="text">





&quot;A
room without books is like a body without a soul.&quot;

--
Marcus Tullius Cicero



Truer
words have seldom been spoken. Being an innate bookworm, I find it rather hard
to digest when I hear people say that they don’t enjoy reading or are not too
fond of books. Given a chance, i would like to believe that most of them are
closet readers; but knowing that the reality is far from the same, my </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2012/02/for-love-of-b-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-3538391032260585910</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 09:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-31T15:21:22.444+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mumble</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><title>The C Word!</title><atom:summary type="text">&quot;Positive thinking will let you do everything better than&amp;nbsp;negative thinking will.&quot;- Zig Ziglar



change can be seen as exit from one phase and entry into another



If only this was as easy to follow :) Life is full of uncertainties and chances, and yet, we try and cling to the certain and assured things. When change beckons, logic and planning go out of the window. Any change which upsets </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2012/01/c-word.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Mumbai, Maharashtra, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>19.0759837 72.877655900000036</georss:point><georss:box>18.886130199999997 72.775582400000033 19.2658372 72.979729400000039</georss:box></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-5073495003341299746</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2011 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-12T15:46:19.710+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><title>Introducing  &quot;H&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">
On being chided by me, for being obsessed about a CNBC report on the weakening rupee than about his wife –
He (taking me in his arms): Tu-chi migel Rupee ani tu-chi migel Dollar nhave !(Roughly translated into You only are my Rupee and you are my Dollar, na!)
Me: !!!!!
And that I believe to be the “best” compliment to have been received from him. Not that he doesn’t say nice, romantic and sugary</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2011/12/introducing-h.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_PWGNCnMUTD3KXjyJoIkASfSytT85azGEeILij254aa121GhL7Jd-B3bgkWcWztv3dZaARfPCLE5LZoFRlk7RZvcqBnp07u-BoJWeuBes_oHY9lhveNZ4WXRnshSTaOfsviHYjagXwSr8/s72-c/DSC_0237.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-4846996279392292802</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2011 07:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-20T13:08:57.760+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Non Fiction :P</category><title>what it feels like to be my 12AM friend</title><atom:summary type="text"></atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-it-feels-like-to-be-my-12am-friend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiys8_BRtDxoI7U-BRiTHtN-PaMhVN8JGEHptxI8i0VCKAIn0rIlqR1sPHe3_gL33R31MkQkAoMcyJE4PlV4GNKW8ldwePzrbLuSHzgnCc3YahBo8tZET-v8a9MjHe2XoZKIzB7yK2j-Rm3/s72-c/full.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-1005487225139108166</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2011 07:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-20T13:59:58.268+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writer&#39;s Island</category><title>But he did not speak</title><atom:summary type="text">This is my contribution to the Writers Island Prompt &quot;The Secret&quot;


Warning: Slightly long and dark post.


He looked around. The cries, the mourning, the sadness of it all, did not seem to make any sense to him. But he did not speak. He stood staring blankly at the creature that lay before them, draped in white. White is meant to be pure, signify the purity of the soul. He could not get himself </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2011/04/but-he-did-not-speak.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-2804837995376708483</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Dec 2010 08:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-30T19:12:19.071+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new year greetings</category><title>10 things of &#39;10</title><atom:summary type="text">The look on my face must have been priceless, for she burst out laughing! Yes, I was surely stumped, by a silly fact when someone told me that 2010 was ending! WHAT… SO SOON! Oh man, just when I was getting used to ending my dates with 10 (pun unintended), it was time to change…. So not fair, I cried!
Well, stupid remarks aside, 2010 has just flown by…. I guess, it’s the same with most good years</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/12/look-on-my-face-must-have-been.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigvEeBEjAglSf662EXC-nuu5UI_Wq1_xMZDOy9aCgq9yjDesAd6MCEZBi2_QcFwqXK3cxvq-Qd4oyDrJIqoQWvIEx0sUaAtk1lvQxsBVoW8FAqTv3kS9tBu-whyphenhyphenyuYs5SYvRevePJic24/s72-c/datingcartoon158.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-9090724444247560587</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Nov 2010 11:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-02T17:07:24.632+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current affairs</category><title>Seriously!</title><atom:summary type="text">















I am
not surprised that the novel “Serious Men” won The Hindu Best Fiction Award 2010! After all&amp;nbsp;shouldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;a novel depicting the ‘real’ India be applauded!
Even if the novel is through the eyes of a frustrated yet cunning man in our
society who believes on being wronged because of his birth in a certain caste! Even
if his depiction made me think that every second person </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/11/seriously.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-2870282119159866793</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2010 13:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-04T13:03:08.995+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writer&#39;s Island</category><title>I feel good</title><atom:summary type="text">(This is my contribution to the Writers Island Prompt # 14 - The Journey)













He jerked as the clock stuck 4:00 p.m.! Six months had passed but the journey from his ‘routine’ to this visit seemed longer than that, very long&amp;nbsp;in fact. It was more like an event of someone else’s distant past. The lack of emotion and the numbness made him smile as he remembered that day.


That fateful </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-feel-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-6780379644480329585</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Jul 2010 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-26T18:15:02.266+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">odd ode</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pink floyd</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writer&#39;s Island</category><title>The Great Gig in the sky</title><atom:summary type="text">(This is my contribution to the&amp;nbsp;Writer&#39;s Island Prompt on Title&#39;s)


For the original Pink Floyd Song,&amp;nbsp;click here

This ode comprises of title&#39;s of all&amp;nbsp;Pink Floyd&amp;nbsp;songs.&amp;nbsp;

This is my tribute to some of the best lyrics i have ever heard!&amp;nbsp;
Since the ode doesn&#39;t have any additions, it may sound odd at first...&amp;nbsp;


Paranoid Eyes, Good Bye Blue Sky,Don’t leave me now,</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/07/great-gig-in-sky_26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-7361223307934920340</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 14:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-19T19:49:05.621+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Non Fiction :P</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writer&#39;s Island</category><title>Nirvana... Aha!</title><atom:summary type="text">



This is my contribution to the Writers Island Prompt on &#39;Reunion&#39;



It was an unusual afternoon. She was wilting under the heat. The emptiness of her soul, lay visible to all who saw. It made no difference to her, that there were so many people around, probably staring, many wondering and some even understanding. At that moment, no one and nothing else mattered.
&amp;nbsp;All she could feel was </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/07/nirvana-aha.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-4756158551035252907</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 10:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-17T16:28:05.059+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">awards</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tag time</category><title>my naya awards!</title><atom:summary type="text">Yay!... Jingle, bless her.... has gifted me with two awards... here they are:






Yay!... And i want to give these two to Alice in Wonderland :) :) :) Enjoy it, chicka :D
Till inspiration strikes me again.....
Cheers</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-naya-awards.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKDJ-fGOWG8SC9P50MDZf8RFFm94C5D94QcijNXHjNhaFK8pe9hm5hbKSraADjho3z-TT1jMoa67qPhgAcrF72xa54m7EH-m042JPXFXAOSC59W4Oy1HIhFl0eY0C0Q_DXQnOgRrft-90/s72-c/Happy+July,+200+followers+award.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-2530751928847273092</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Jul 2010 10:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-15T16:01:48.329+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insensible musings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Non Fiction :P</category><title>Letter to my love</title><atom:summary type="text">
Dear,
We have had a long relationship. Longer than many others, I have ever had. You have always held a very special place in my heart. From the first time I ever set my eyes on you, till today, I have fallen in love with you again, and again and yet again!

My life would be very much incomplete without you. You have been with me, longer than any one else. Your smell, your appearance, the </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/07/letter-to-my-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-8520792048943385337</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jul 2010 11:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-14T16:45:28.570+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writer&#39;s Island</category><title>I treasure</title><atom:summary type="text">
(This is my contribution to the Writer&#39;s Island Prompt on Treasure)
I treasure…

You singing me a song, I never wanted to hear,
I doing a little jig, you never wanted to see.



Walking through the hallway I, trying to act important
You giving me a push, and telling me, it didn’t matter.



Awaiting my chance to speak, talk and impress

You giving me a smile saying “you know you are the best!”

</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-treasure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-5764113520341146550</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 08:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:11:39.773+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">i think i saw myself</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">OMG what was that</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">update</category><title>so far so good :)</title><atom:summary type="text">I like my short breaks from society, the few times wherein I get off everyone’s heads and lives, to figure out my own existential quotient! And I wont lie, I have loved being out of sight! Loved being on my own, not bothering with everyone else’s schedule and priorities, understanding the very different layers to my own existence and being, figuring out what and who needs to be a priority to me, </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-far-so-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-303052081680041862</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 13:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:11:59.724+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insensible musings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wats</category><title>Current Status: Decluttering in Progress</title><atom:summary type="text">The more lost you are the more you have to look forward to. So what do you know? I&#39;m having a great time and I don&#39;t even know it. A year goes by, a new one begins... a phase comes to an end, a new one commences...change is an almost certain thing in all our lives, but as a human, it is also true, that we collect every little thing which affects us, and keep it with us, within us, safe and sound.</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/12/current-status-decluttering-in-progress.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-3976733637987099300</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Dec 2009 07:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:12:54.617+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insensible musings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new year greetings</category><title>09 lessons of 2009</title><atom:summary type="text">Warning: It&#39;s going to be a pretty long post, so fasten your belts !Hello people, been a real long time since i had a chance to blog about something which i felt like writing about! There have been quite a lot of things happening of late, plentiful things which have had much of an impact, on me, but wasn&#39;t sure i would be comfortable writing about every small (relatively) thing happening in my </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/12/09-lessons-of-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZQTHAuRL573W9puWbod7drr3OBJha2Q6JQe96euNEgYqLM9P54Z-GL5fnpRJOjnGTDuSynD2YrHDEG82vxkthADv9Xf7xHTrOewcc_8SbxxMoaodeO4MPTHSRJEXZYR1C1sVu_bSZGL2X/s72-c/aba0135l.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-7480981970427877270</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 08:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:13:25.935+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">odd ode</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>never knew</title><atom:summary type="text">Who knew, it would be so easy to let goSo easy to just breathe...Who knew it would be so near, a futureWe created, but i survived to see...Who knew if, were this power givenTo live, survive and dance with glee,I would choose to live, survive and danceWith or without theeWho knew that when it endedI would be able to seeA life full of glory,And be a person, who was completely ME!</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/12/never-knew.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-3055746936126867720</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 11:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:14:03.229+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insensible musings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">naa.....just me</category><title>if you&amp;#39;re happy and you know it</title><atom:summary type="text">clap your hands... *clap clap clap*well, i think i found the single most important key to happiness: Gratitude !If you have something to be happy and thankful for... remember it! chances of you getting depressed, dejected et all would just fly away! and if all else fails... remember to thank Him, for you&#39;re still breathing :) :) so.... clap your hands people... you know there are people who would</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-happy-and-you-know-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-6246877219181398445</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 18:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:14:22.743+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">story</category><title>Hello....</title><atom:summary type="text">“Hello....Maaaaaaaa......... Maa....please Maaa.... talk to me, pleaseeeeeeeee.........” she wailed into the receiver again. The tears rolling down the cheek, the slight tan on her face.... the innocence in her voice, that pleaded for her ‘Maa’ to speak to her.... and the innocence in her, which assumed that no one could hear her outside the booth..... It was the first Saturday of the Month and </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-2169729603501205249</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 13:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-23T19:43:29.317+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">new me</category><title>naya maal</title><atom:summary type="text">Heylo People!my blog just got a new look, and me, a new style!all suggestions, recommendations and just usual chit chat is welcome :) :)go ahead, crank away... it&#39;s the winters anyways!!</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/11/naya-maal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-4719081171846371451</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 13:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:15:28.778+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Non Fiction :P</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ra&#39;z Snippets</category><title>to each her own....</title><atom:summary type="text">....................Midway into a conversation........................&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;She: ... so, what are you so proud about?Me: mmm... I guess, am proud of the fact that I am happy! (flashing a smile)She: (raised eyebrows)... really?!!... oh, so you are satisfied with your life?... contented?... at peace??... (snigger)Me: .... satisfied, maybe partly.... contented.... hell NO!!!..</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-each-her-own.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-2108988986003771394</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 12:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:16:24.551+05:30</atom:updated><title>Memorable Memento</title><atom:summary type="text">Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. ~From the television show The Wonder Years&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen –Edward De Bono What do you do when you have had so much fun, memories and experience that no matter how hard you try, it is impossible to </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/10/memorable-memento.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4L-EVR7OsmfAtrHboFM-CRFs-lHG5GJcX-jMzvC-xdNxl0kenWSvSUl9Kz_EbKS05x1mWamMVgFdPjL8jrmm1Mv9n0I-QMml68kQW6-LhalfQqDskDCPHSavEezd2ye5f4dnDbcNktVT/s72-c/DSC00553.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-3205179738616024843</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 14:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:17:37.854+05:30</atom:updated><title>My Tag!</title><atom:summary type="text">Here&#39;s a new tag, i picked up from some place.... here, i donot answer questions!... or yap about myself, but people who have been reading this blog, or know me personally or otherwise, will in their comments mention ONE thing about me... good or bad... the option is all yours, people!!So, let the comments roll :) :)</atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-tag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>53</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931927656906456411.post-2583707167593289943</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 05:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-24T12:18:25.240+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insensible musings</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Non Fiction :P</category><title>quirks&amp;#39; of fate!</title><atom:summary type="text">So, there you are.... expecting something to happen.... praying, that the inevitable happens soon, so that you can get over it and &#39;move on&#39;... you almost prepare yourself for whatever course destiny charts........ nothing happens... you wait and you wonder...........nothing..... you are still waiting........... now you start thinking that the &#39;oh-the-worse&#39; is never going to happen, that it was </atom:summary><link>http://anoddodetolife.blogspot.com/2009/07/quirks-of-fate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ode Writer)</author><thr:total>51</thr:total></item></channel></rss>