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Yup, bitten by the bug, the WordPress Bug that is. The clincher to ditch Blogger - ate up too many comments and stopped me from commenting on most blogs. As if word verification wasn't enough! And just cause I have it on mine, doesn't mean I have to like it. It did stop spam though. New Blog, New Address: http://shehnanigans.wordpress.com/ , New Feeds: Be sure to mark it all.C ya there :))

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A child, knows only innocence. There is innocence in their pranks, tantrums and their love. They do not know the ways of the world or how dirty it can get. All they know is what we teach them, the ideas and thoughts we inculcate in them. They might not be at the same eye level as us, but they are individuals in their own right and deserve to be treated that way. And they crave for love and

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Summer Holidays. Always meant cold coffee, mangoes, no studies, lotsa masti time and of course the visit to the grandparents home for close to two months. A four day train journey, with changing trains along the way, hoping &amp; praying that the tickets booked, would actually be utilized. The train journey would be eventful by itself. A bunch of us start together, till we reach our respective

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Tagged by Kiran and here goes without any further ado the five things that I am forever looking for :)1. My glasses. Rarely wear them when at home and always forget where I left them last. Once I found them only when I sat on them.2. My keys in my purse. Its a mini heart attack I get, when I start hunting for my kyes..could be car keys or the house keys. They just get lost in there.3. My mobile.

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Last Friday I reached home to a note from her school " Please collect your child's report card on Monday."WTF!!! A frigging report card??!!! My daughter is getting a Pass or Fail grade in play school? Incredulous, stupefied and stunned. And shouldn't it read as a progress report? I don't like the pass and fail concept and then what would she be graded on? will she pass..heck I knew she would..but

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Would you put up your child on hire? To have total strangers look after your child in their environment and you get paid for it.A baby, a toddler, a growing child right from infancy, needs and feels secure with a said routine, a familiar place with familiar people, technically the family. Not strangers, not a strange place, irrespective of the fact that it is the parents who have introduced them

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*Image Courtesy: Bangalore Mirror*Image Courtesy: TOI

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Never thought I'd ever get here... yet its been the toughest post to write... been at a complete loss of words... its been quite a journey... can't forget where I started from.. and have made so many wonderful friends along the way.After 2 years, finally hit the 100th post!And here it is with a brand new look.SGD, am truly honored that you thought of me, thank you so much for the IBC Award , my

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Bro at B's (Imp's friend) place:B: Oh! It's you!! ......Why have you come alone? I told you to bring Imp? so why did you not bring her?Bro, shocked at her tone... manages to mumble... will bring her tomorrow ... ok... promise.B: Good.There are few days when I pick up and drop B home from school... yes both of them go to the same schoolMe: Enjoyed school today?B: Yes. Casually asks me... I thought

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Flashback 10-15 yearsSummer hols were always associated with load shedding. 8 - 10 hrs, sometimes even more and all unscheduled at granny's place in a remote village in UP. We'd be surprised if we had any power supply at all. Inverters did'nt exist. Generators reserved for the night and afternoon siestas. The situation hasn't changed much now.Cut to the present at home, Mysore.Supposed Rainy

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The whole neighborhood knows our dogs and keep an eye for them. They are friendly and never attack unless provoked, so can be left to wander about on their own for a few minutes and they always find their way back. There have been days when complete strangers have come knocking to tell us that our dogs have wandered far away and somebody should go get them, before they are dog-napped. They are

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Damn damn damn... feels unrealgrew up listening to his songs... they are an all time fav... and now he is gone. Just like that. A legend, one that I didn't associate death with. Listening to his songs is gonna make me cry. No body can match up to this performance at the '88 Grammys , The Way You Make Me Feel and Man in the Mirror...The king of pop is dead. RIP MJ

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The clothes available for girls is way too cute, just couldn't resist picking tees with these lines on them for ImpSMALL but Dangerous.Party Trained!I can only please one person a day.Today isn't your day.Tomorrow doesn't look good either.I don't do DRAMA.There is one I had,All men are Animals.They just make better Pets!Think I should get that one done for her, of course for when she is a little

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I've said it before and I say it again, blogging is an addiction, like that daily cup of coffee. Correct me if I am wrong but I believe blogs are the only place we can be brutally honest with ourselves. One can really see a window to a persons personality shine through their writing. The best part is finding people with the same wavelength, great way to make friends...and the process never stops,

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She is worshipedShe is treasuredShe is given all the luxuries of life that can be offeredYetShe does not have FreedomFreedom to make her own choices Freedom to make her own mistakesFreedom to live her life in her own termsFreedom to learn from her own mistakesGive her an education Give her a chance to make it worthwhile Give her a chance to grow, show her the love and watch her blossomShe is no

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Hi,I am Geeta Mishra, 25, from Mumbai, South. I'm going through a rough patch lately.I had been going around with a guy since 5 years but had a break-up in March his year. It had been from both sides. But now the thing is I'm unable to cope up with the break up. I realize this is since my relationship had been for a long time.... Read more here"Hi, My name is Protima, 26/F from Mumbai. Other than

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Sooo, If you're on FB chances are you have come across the various quizzes that all your friends take.. You click on one and you are addicted... Its stupid, funny and total and complete time pass...here are some I took just for the fun of it...So I'm Middle of the Road Kind of Gal, when it comes to the kind of mum I am!You're really the most ideal kind of mom to have- You're not too strict,

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Suki suggested, I encouraged and the tag was created.Here's the tag - if you could incorporate any custom feature into a bra, what would it be?I'd love a coolant feature...esp during the smoldering heat!Feel free to take it up, just let me know, or leave it in the comments and I'll update the post here.Update:Sara - i think i wd want automatic air fillers.. just in case a really hot guy passes by

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As if the wonder bra wasn't enough we now have these... when I first read this, I actually had to check the date to see, if it were an April Fools Joke. Sadly it wasn't. Lingerie label Lisca have developed a Smart Memory Bra with heat sensitive foam which works out when you get all hot and bothered.Apparently the bra reacts to changes in body temperature, supposedly due to sexual arousal and

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Is it love or Motherhood??I remember an aunt once saying, how her relationship with her mother improved when she became a mum.. Didn't make a lot of sense then...Lav tagged me to write 5 things that I love about being a mom. And me being me, cannot stick with just 5...Becoming a parent is a complete lifestyle change. Its an emotional roller coaster ride. No two days are the same, everyday has its

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First off, thank you all everybody for your support. I was really upset initially more so because the big fan I am of home remedies, it meant that I would have to toughen up and get immune to her cries for them to work . And yes I managed to do both... time, patience &amp; a stone of heart. Damn why did parenting have to be so hard! now that will make for a totally different post...So here is

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She broke her blog hiatus for this... to recognize, acknowledge &amp; spread the word about the first Indian woman to Ski both the North Pole &amp; the South Pole in 2007. Saraswathy(Sara) Kameswaran, skied on both the Poles in the year 2007. She was a self funded Indian from Tamilnadu. She was the First ever Indian woman to ski on both the Poles in the same year.Without a deft agent to publicize

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Ever since I became friends with Aparna, have been wanting to meet her &amp; A. We made plans, there were even talks about a blogger meet to be held in March (If I remember correctly).. and then last weekend Apar finally made it home, with 2 of her friends driving her down just to meet me &amp; Imp. I was floored. And A, such a cutie pie, shy at first &amp; then jumping about the whole place. She

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Dear God,Oh I'm pissed! Royally pissed!She wakes up today morning, with a blood red spot in her eye. Turns out to be a cyst! yea a cyst. How did she get it? We have 2 mango trees in out back yard replete with mango's. She loves to play outside, and personally pick and collect the fallen mango's to give to her nani to pickle them. The fact that she happened to rub her eye after touching the mango

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