<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns: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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335</id><updated>2025-07-22T12:34:31.682+05:30</updated><category term="personal"/><category term="Travelogues"/><category term="Goa"/><category term="Chikmagalur"/><category term="Nature Nirvana"/><category term="26/11"/><category term="Bangalore Nightlife"/><category term="Children of Heaven"/><category term="Facebook"/><category term="Family"/><category term="First Post"/><category term="Fitness"/><category term="Grasshoppers"/><category term="Hi5"/><category term="Holiday Spirit"/><category term="India"/><category term="Iranian Film"/><category term="Kemmanagundi"/><category term="Lounge"/><category term="Male-bashing"/><category term="Moving on"/><category term="Mumbai terror attack"/><category term="Orkut"/><category term="Restaurant Review"/><category term="Review"/><category term="Road Trip to Chikmagalur"/><category term="Route to Chikmagalur"/><category term="Social Networking Websites"/><category term="Tag"/><category term="The Beach"/><category term="Thoughts"/><category term="girl&#39;s desires"/><category term="internet"/><category term="list"/><category term="pictures"/><category term="politics"/><category term="random"/><category term="terrorist attacks"/><category term="www.indiacar.com"/><title type='text'>CASUAL TALKINGS</title><subtitle type='html'>Nothing Serious,Nothing Preachy,Nothing Political.I Love to Write n I Love to Talk. Mere Ramblings which could have just been a discussion at a coffee shop..Thats my blog...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-6585349648141196286</id><published>2009-12-31T12:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:20:25.617+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Moving on"/><title type='text'>Last One here.. but its not over yet!</title><content type='html'>Hey my lovelies....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after a whole lot of laziness.. tardinesss..and another bunch of nessses... I have finally-hy moved my blog to Wordpress.. Yes Yes I did it Myself! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After seeing a few other blogs on Wordpress, I really feel it has better options, layout etc etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Blog now comes with a whole new name, identity and what-nots. I am superbly excited about it and I hope that this will pave the way for my consistent writing (which I really need to/want to do).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adieus my friends on Blogger.. Please save my new Blog address in your precious e-diaries..coz that is where the action will be!! I promise!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://tanuanand.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Ramblings of a Feisty Spirit&lt;/a&gt; (Yea thats me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you on the other side of the blogworld! Till then, loveeeee and luckk! :D&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/6585349648141196286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/6585349648141196286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6585349648141196286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6585349648141196286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-one-here-but-its-not-over-yet.html' title='Last One here.. but its not over yet!'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-8500446049460202039</id><published>2009-11-22T08:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:26:53.347+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random"/><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>What is God&#39;s plan when He gets you to meet people, who are absolutely the most amazing..but ensures that the &#39;togetherness&#39; doesn&#39;t last long? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is God&#39;s plan when He gets you so close to certain individuals only to part them in a short period of time?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/8500446049460202039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/8500446049460202039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/8500446049460202039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/8500446049460202039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-5206692250281686692</id><published>2009-11-18T15:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:10:37.576+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="girl&#39;s desires"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="list"/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Dreamy-head!</title><content type='html'>A girl is a girl is always a girl! So I say. When have you found a girl who has not had a list of &#39;&lt;i&gt;Wants &amp;amp; Needs&lt;/i&gt;&#39;. I have my list ready. A few loves, desires, wants... some impossible..some definitely possible. I am not talking about your atypical I-want-that-Prada-bag-with-those-Gucci-shoes kinda gal.. I am talking more about...aah.. well... read on and you may want to define the &#39;kind&#39;! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Backpack across Europe:&lt;/b&gt; and by Backpacking, I mean in the true sense..cheap hotels, getting lifts on trucks, supper at a local&#39;s house..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Live in the Caribbean Islands: &lt;/b&gt;somehow I feel they are happiest people in the world. Why wouldn&#39;t living by the Beach not make anyone happy? :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting proposed in true-blue romantic style:&lt;/b&gt; I know. I know. I am married. But I have not been proposed to yet. :) And I am not talking about Sky-writing, putting ring in the pudding/champagne... I want something that is absolutely dreamy..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Own an Island: &lt;/b&gt;Haha.. why not? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Own a Horse: &lt;/b&gt;Just the horse..not the stable.. just the horse! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Attend a Premiere in LA: &lt;/b&gt;I think this is E!-hangover. But its definitely on my mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go Skydiving:&lt;/b&gt; i am sooper scared of heights.. but this is something I definitely wanna do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn to speak a 3rd Language:&lt;/b&gt; Sooo wanna do that! I suck at learning a new language..but I definitely wanna learn French/Spanish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adopt a Pup:&lt;/b&gt; This is definitely possible in a few years&#39; time! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Year&#39;s at Times Square:&lt;/b&gt; :) Who doesn&#39;t want this?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;What&#39;s your list? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/5206692250281686692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/5206692250281686692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5206692250281686692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5206692250281686692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/11/confessions-of-dreamy-head.html' title='Confessions of a Dreamy-head!'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-6510959688431390985</id><published>2009-09-16T12:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:15:22.660+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travelogues"/><title type='text'>Travel &amp; Living Charms Its way to my Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I watch &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Discovery_Travel_&amp;amp;_Living&quot;&gt;Discovery Travel&amp;amp;Living&lt;/a&gt; Channel, I drift into its world. The world where you get meaningful ink tattoos, the world where you can whip up and eat that delicious meal, the world where &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Nigella&lt;/span&gt; Lawson creates magic in her kitchen with the simplest of ingredients (that I hope to create one day in my kitchen), a world where you take the Spice trail with Anthony &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Bordain&lt;/span&gt; and land in a country with its own unique qualities and food, a world where I get to visit those beautiful countries and towns that in my real life, may not get the opportunity to visit. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep a diary. I write those exotic &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;recipes&lt;/span&gt; so that I can create them one day. I design those gorgeous meaningful tattoos &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; I wish to get a Meaningful Tattoo one day on my back. I try to find within myself, what is &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;meaningful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&#39; to me. I make a list of &#39;&lt;i&gt;Things to do before you die&lt;/i&gt;&#39; and &#39;&lt;i&gt;10 romantic destinations in the world&lt;/i&gt;&#39; while watching the shows on the channel so that I have reference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I watch &#39;Lonely Planet&#39;, &#39;No Reservations&#39;, &#39;Traveller&#39; or any such show, sitting on my sofa, I get transported to the land. Be it the villages of Sweden and Norway, the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;by lanes&lt;/span&gt; of Turkey, the hustle-bustle of London, the Cafe-lined streets of Paris, the small towns of Eastern Europe, the grandeur of Spain, the romance of Italy or the beauty of Switzerland -- I feel I am right there, in the moment, travelling it. Travel&amp;amp;Living is my way of living my life. Somehow I am more mesmerized by the beauty of Europe (&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; after India). After India (which I have travelled quite a Bit), I wish to explore Europe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a (wannabe) traveller. &quot;&lt;i&gt;One who has not travelled has only read the first page of the book&lt;/i&gt;&quot;. I wish to see the world and Travel&amp;amp;Living is my way to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will tell you a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; secret: Sometimes I just sit on my computer and browse &#39;Lonely Planet&#39; website. It gives me peace and calm! Is that crazy? Maybe so. But I like it! :)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/6510959688431390985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/6510959688431390985' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6510959688431390985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6510959688431390985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/09/travel-living-charms-its-way-to-my.html' title='Travel &amp; Living Charms Its way to my Heart'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-4475907339758564207</id><published>2009-08-23T18:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-23T23:13:56.447+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>A Tribute..To A Perfect Person</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I wanna make you smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Whenever you&#39;re sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Carry you around when your arthritis is bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;All i wanna do, is grow old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll get you medicine when your tummy aches &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Build you a fire if the furnace breaks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So, it could be so nice growing old with you,.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I&#39;ll miss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Kiss you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Give you my coat when you are cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Need you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Feed you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Even let you hold the remote control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Put you to bed when you&#39;ve had too much to drink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Oh I could be the man that grows old with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I wanna grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;; line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It has been 6 years since I have been with Soubhagya (my Pati) and I have to say that it has been more than worthwhile. It is not the first time that he is away, but somehow, more than the missing (which I do terrribly), it is the Gratitude and the Importance of him in my life, I feel. That is what has compelled me into writing this post. Listening to &#39;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;he Reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39; I sit right here to pay a tribute to my perfect man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;; line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am not very good with &#39;saying&#39; it but I need to say this, You are The Reason for my sanity, my existance, my belief, my life! So here are a few things that I want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I truly thank God for bringing you into my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I find a Reason for success, a Reason for living, a Reason to smile, a Reason to talk when I am with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I know there are times when I give you a very very hard time.. but thats just coz I want to demand attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I think you are the most amazing, top-class, perfect, adorable husband ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I have never met a man who can be a Child and a Grown-up at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love the way you dance and sing in the mornings. My mornings are never the same without your loud Bollywood singing and your impromptu dancing around the dining table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love the way you make me breakfast. The only reason I look forward to mornings is to get that cold coffee and that breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I adore your strength and your will to succeed. I admire your courage and your focussed attitude towards life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I admire your finicky attitude towards things, I love the fact that you are so careful about everything and you know the importance of things we have acquired/bought/got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love they way you are with my family. Its like you are their long-lost son! They are very proud to have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am very proud of you. I remember the times you were unsure about your life, your career and what you wanted/needed to do. But look at today - you are a successful smart man and I am so proud of you and your achievements and I know that you have paid your dues, now it is your time and you will succeed. I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I miss your chitter chatter when I am in the other room, the way you keep calling out my name. I get irritated then, but I miss it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love your sense of humour. It is, I believe, the best sense of humour I have come across in a man. You keep me in splits and that is one thing I adore about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Anyone who meets you/knows you, loves you and gets pulled towards you. You have this amazing magnetic attitude that draws people towards you. Noone can hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I like the fact that you can make anyone feel comfortable around you. From the maid, to the milkman, to the landlord, to the watchman, to the local provision store guy, to your colleagues, to my friends, to our families - you have them all floored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You are very sensible and very down to earth and that is the quality that draws me towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;There are probably a 1000 more things I wanna say to you, guess it is difficult to remember each and every thing at one go. But I do wanna say one thing -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#990000;&quot;&gt;I Do Wanna Grow Old With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Coz I dont see myself with anyone else 50 years from now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/4475907339758564207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/4475907339758564207' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/4475907339758564207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/4475907339758564207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/08/tributeto-perfect-person.html' title='A Tribute..To A Perfect Person'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-3106868567812887904</id><published>2009-07-27T13:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:34:14.685+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thoughts"/><title type='text'>These are a Few of My Favourite Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTQ6KRocWFAXWKQgIE8peW2FUZhcLfxjxfgy2OcK2wxGkIi1whLzjoDIzLAXsSWPtJOzxM69UrSGUiExxxTEQU0O421rJvenoJSd2tMvPvO282Sg7Q56F5iQMfcGBbnxP7rQ1hl4K9mWK/s1600-h/favorite.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 198px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTQ6KRocWFAXWKQgIE8peW2FUZhcLfxjxfgy2OcK2wxGkIi1whLzjoDIzLAXsSWPtJOzxM69UrSGUiExxxTEQU0O421rJvenoJSd2tMvPvO282Sg7Q56F5iQMfcGBbnxP7rQ1hl4K9mWK/s320/favorite.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363063105429701634&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I Adore Talking. Blue. Good Food. Horses. Excitement. Mom. Tree shade. Raindrops. Lip Gloss. Love. Dad. Laugh. Friends. People. Pasta. Shiti. Writing. Empire-waist dresses. Good Books. Cooking. Soubhagya. Cobbled Streets. Workout. More People. Mom ke haath ka khana. Sand. Dance on my own. Late Night Gossips. Revelry. Junk Indian Food. TV. Smell of Pine Trees. Black. Dogs. A good Laugh. Walking hand in hand...everywhere. Earrings. Facebook. PJs. Looking for Animals n Objects in the Shape of Clouds. Paris. My collection of VNC Shoes. Coffee Shops. Rajma Chawal. Sound of Rain. Grass. Mom on Twitter. Reality Shows. Dance. Loving. Mountains. Choreographing. Curtains. A Good Joke. Sea. Sunset. Cuddling. Smell of Baking Cake. Experimenting with Food. Esprit Watch. Twitter. Cheesecake. Family. Traveling. Accessories. Blogging. Waves and the Sound of It. Mascara. More People. Golden Retriever. Flat Chappals. Hyper. Diet Coke. Goa. Train Journeys. Extended Family. Meeting New People. My collection of Dresses. Dance More. Silver Jewellery. Sunshine through the curtains. Protein Bar. Pillows..lots of them. Break Time Gossips. Bhel puri. Music. Purple. Dancing. Flowers. Didu. Coffee. Pani Puri. Cold Coffee. Eyes. Walking on endless streets. My Collection of Handbags. Talking more. Curling my toes in the sand. Candlelight dinner. My iPod. Long Drives. McLaudgunj. Personalized Gifts. Letters. Dance Some More. Low Fat Food. My Books. Low Fat Diet. Pink Floyd. Pilates. Radhika. Party.  Friends. Talking some more. Salads. Denims. All-time Gossip. Roses. Google Search. Bing Image Search. My Mom getting net-savvy. Care for all Close to Me. Madness At work. My Work. My Freedom. My Passion. My Trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#CC0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Person I Am Today. I Am. I Love. I Live. My Life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/3106868567812887904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/3106868567812887904' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/3106868567812887904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/3106868567812887904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-are-few-of-my-favourite-things.html' title='These are a Few of My Favourite Things...'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTQ6KRocWFAXWKQgIE8peW2FUZhcLfxjxfgy2OcK2wxGkIi1whLzjoDIzLAXsSWPtJOzxM69UrSGUiExxxTEQU0O421rJvenoJSd2tMvPvO282Sg7Q56F5iQMfcGBbnxP7rQ1hl4K9mWK/s72-c/favorite.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-1447510968663768346</id><published>2009-07-26T11:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:43:37.708+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>Life Like That.. Gimme Ideas!</title><content type='html'>So I know.. &lt;a href=&quot;http://rakeshzone.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Rakesh&lt;/a&gt; has already pointed that I have not written for a &#39;&lt;i&gt;Million years now&lt;/i&gt;&#39;! I am sooo sorrry guys.. been too busy with life..and more than anything else, I have been having a &#39;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;writers&#39; block&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&#39; kinda syndrome.. Dont know how to tackle it..So what i have decided is to make a list of things that I wanna write about..maybe that should help.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But evertime I sat down in front of the &#39;New Post&#39;... nothing! Zilch! zap! Sigh... I think a bit of the credit of &lt;i&gt;&#39;the block&#39;&lt;/i&gt; goes to my life..which is kinda changing colours every minute.. too many changes.. too many things to handle..and honestly i am this simple tiny person..who doesnt really like too many changes... but then, kya karein...have to deal with them (I have already mentioned this in my previous post)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: I did mention the block..i am sure you know one of the side-effects of it is -- Repeating oneself! hmph!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I promise.. Every week.. I will try and come up with 1 topic to write about..for sure.. even if it is just 2 lines.. wat say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe -- aaaah..wait wait.. *ting tong..dimaag ki ghanti bajee* ...You Guys can tell me what I should write about.. Anything? Something? Whateverthing? You give me a topic..and I shall elaborate! ;) Whatsay? Balle Balle..this sounds like fun! *now crossing fingers and hoping I get responses*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok! The Ball is in your court now... Give me Ideas.. Come On Come On! You can do it! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/1447510968663768346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/1447510968663768346' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/1447510968663768346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/1447510968663768346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-like-that-gimme-ideas.html' title='Life Like That.. Gimme Ideas!'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-4866299560635105841</id><published>2009-07-26T10:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:20:51.691+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts that crossed my mind...</title><content type='html'>Change is Constant.. haven&#39;t we all lived with this notion forever? Yet..when change does happen..we think about it..sometimes fret about it..accept it..use the term &#39;accept&#39; ...and yes..live with it.. :) It was a random thought that crossed my mind today and I just wanted to pen it down.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister is growing up.. yes..she is my kid lil sister who I have, literally, brought up! So yeah, it is very very difficult for me to &#39;Accept&#39; that she is grown up. There are many times that I probably frown upon her activities...but then end of the day, I feel, I am just being over-protective and when I was her age, I did do some of the things that she is doing now! So yeah.. I need to &#39;Accept&#39;. I know I know.. But kya karein, its like a second nature for me to tell my lil sis, what is wrong and what is right.. even though I know she is doing nothing wrong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another change that happened - Marriage! You know, I always thought... I knew my Pati for 4 years before getting hitched and marriage wont really change anything, we are still gonna be the same 2 persons, just living together now! But I was wrong.. It changes a whole lot of things, it changes you - maybe just makes you more mature, teaches you to compromise, teaches you to respect feelings, teaches you to be polite and control your anger. Dont get me wrong - I DO recommend it to all! Its the most Amazing thing in the world! :) But be prepared to make a hell lotta changes in your life. You get responsibilities, you CANNOT be frivilous and you definitely cannot take your life for granted - coz now you are sharing it with another person. hmmm... I have changed and I have &#39;accepted&#39; it! :) Yeah..its a wonderful life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the time when I wrote a letter (in colourful pens and little paper cut-outs) and mailed it to MTV Select so that my heart-throb, then, Nikhil Chinappa, could read it! Sigh.... And look at NOW - I am Following Nikhil Chinappa on Twitter and I go to Fuga everytime he comes to play there.. How Things Change..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, on another note, I am on Twitter now.. Officially I say..and I must say, its highly addictive..the good part is I have actually acquainted myself with tonnes of people through this addictive lil thing- My friend circle is ever-increasing, I say! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I love about Twitter is how people we call &#39;Stars&#39;..Bollywood and Hollywood are &#39;Regular Twitter Users&#39; and its honestly quite fun to see their personal photos on Twitpic, to see them talk about their regular life with such honesty and ease.. Me Likey.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read today about how there was a huge debate in Rajya Sabha regarding the show - Sach Ka Saamna. The politicans consider the show &quot;Offensive to good taste and decency&quot;.. REALLY?? So they should probably issue notice to all reality shows across channels for the same offence.. I think, that the politicans are scared that one of them might just go on the show and all his &#39;Kali Kartoot&#39; will be aired on TV.. Ha Ha! Honestly Mr. Politican, grow up! We are all adults, if we dont wanna watch it, we will change channels. Stop concentrating on what we should be watching, and work on catching rapists, murderers and erasing other evils of the society! hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the thoughts that rumbled through my head...just meant to pen it down.. Thanks to my sister, who insisted that I am being an emotional wreck and If I pen these feelings down, I will feel better! Thanks Sis, I DO feel much better now! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/4866299560635105841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/4866299560635105841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/4866299560635105841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/4866299560635105841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-thoughts-that-crossed-my-mind.html' title='Random Thoughts that crossed my mind...'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-8553163109899469501</id><published>2009-06-10T17:04:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:42:40.844+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pictures"/><title type='text'>Galleria - Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsVFS_YEkRWsh3DWOJ4sS_iDGT5u86SDh5RhIl7wtuuGqP57eVsW4QAHshWC5MaAMLNX12Hc6RCkMB8fqAPQs7K2WiaHCs8FZzt1inhhs7i7OZl4GEQdPSGdmzB1OG6Aga16-8BAq5m1J/s1600-h/souby-new-haircut.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsVFS_YEkRWsh3DWOJ4sS_iDGT5u86SDh5RhIl7wtuuGqP57eVsW4QAHshWC5MaAMLNX12Hc6RCkMB8fqAPQs7K2WiaHCs8FZzt1inhhs7i7OZl4GEQdPSGdmzB1OG6Aga16-8BAq5m1J/s320/souby-new-haircut.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345662672464147074&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQsZVcLJz0iHbpTa0gTMos1Ct4rXxXNcSjMcvEj7Q1eYNsx-2Xmm6DHZx6hsTmHLHxgJrPFgq-QW6wjTsan98zssebhe7JMs0zT25B_Iif3CzOwnzMVZMfDF5c-BwwnvnQBEk896GxjaUk/s320/Image0089.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345663459338829426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pati (showing off) his new Haircut and His new RED Shoes! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XfctP_0nVZlu9NqWJgKqZIc3R9H5XBZJH8cAokQm8rh40vQWFWxUeppuo2sFwr48s-hADME5LgK7fLTggDD8SkSnY92ridUrHNEMhn_AguUn9Ek5BT0bKGcoH0mSYojHBWZ7LIE2hAEB/s320/P5310053.JPG&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345666010999887714&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHIIRfOByqn79c3k5a1XU7u96JS2CPSXl6z3VJExCxyTt5TdpkUucVUKk6laEUXutnwDPHeQb88DFGG_cHtIbf2NEjkCyg_l94DpVFrDrWKmp6eOnXHQhwPcuAKdY1gmSCFW2hW4DTVcp7/s320/souby+n+me.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345666016530127154&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Me and Us at the All-day Hawaiian Buddays Bash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR1iNXSJgzEbaLHlwDfS0dmUrNNHntuPWMyFwuRF6ntsWbVF0qMwq82ORrO47cRRqt7vn74lvPGKQKXU0LrHAk8ZLSLTrRNHF5_YCFpwDS0gSCM0FPKbsP-pugXItiS5wUst7H2WuZMjyJ/s320/P5310074.JPG&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345667570376126386&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQQx7zPMx50BiGtGz7aNNgFUVQ9TilESXsXa-htB948-g2lTnEXe57uqr7sEw0Sdmt-ow62xnY4DxUDlKQCq4D_-SCnhaoUR1OmWOY-oEvmNkEEjAu7t92rY5lipbJCRVrDstwpdR89E9y/s320/DSC00162.JPG&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345667561764852946&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;With Friends.. Clickin&#39; Away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnFqe9dJcfHH_JsEjy-Jtj9PriI02LseWXhojG0YtWksF02Q1wb2bPjombyOczgSO9ECHM7U_c3eQT6eBbGJuyNKGNrCwGhNjGSry8EjyAuoFEWmABf6Idkd7RUYiemLZZ5hbosZskzi5/s320/P5310125.JPG&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345669905577104946&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The &#39;Deadly&#39; Effects of the Bucket Punch!! uhho! ;) Just imagine the ingredients in that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4hN_bedcxes6ly5WpwnBQTNJZ1WSvmieuaeVW21VVoHhFfK3ZpEJ1zXufj8Zq1icWxvIHKVpU5HzVQH7eQO2vFmGryOcMDT9JsaeyvL47UmRWQ0uuW89NGabUUk2Xa_7ppUCid7Uw5Lpv/s320/us+dancing.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345669897714204082&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Dancing the night away... The &#39;afternoon brunch&#39; party converted into an all-day party! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/8553163109899469501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/8553163109899469501' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/8553163109899469501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/8553163109899469501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/06/galleria-good-times.html' title='Galleria - Good Times'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFsVFS_YEkRWsh3DWOJ4sS_iDGT5u86SDh5RhIl7wtuuGqP57eVsW4QAHshWC5MaAMLNX12Hc6RCkMB8fqAPQs7K2WiaHCs8FZzt1inhhs7i7OZl4GEQdPSGdmzB1OG6Aga16-8BAq5m1J/s72-c/souby-new-haircut.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-2057766483346219758</id><published>2009-06-06T11:52:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:02:37.221+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>And So I am back... With Updates et al</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;So I finally return to the Blog World after a month long &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;disappearance&lt;/span&gt;.. [&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;tanu&lt;/span&gt; spreads her arms out for the blog world and hugs] :) It has been a crazy crazy month... In a few pointers... my take on what all has been up on my side since I wrote last:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My fitness Regime - Has been going well. We have found some great videos..courtesy &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;.. and even though there is no sign of weight-loss (damn).. I see a consistency and a healthy attitude and mind I never felt before. There are two additions to the information bank on &lt;a href=&quot;http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/search/label/Fitness&quot;&gt;Weight Management Blog&lt;/a&gt; that I wrote before. I hope the links I gave you earlier were helpful in some way or the other. So adding to that 3 other things:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;2 links that can give you 20 &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; of full-on &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; workout at home, without equipments! It gives you that Kick-start of the day that you so badly need and since no equipments required.. you will thank me for saving your money! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M38HDCGmhm4&quot;&gt;Jump Start &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;Cardio&lt;/span&gt; Workout&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M38HDCGmhm4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10 &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZlX_Gy4HP2E&amp;amp;feature=channel&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Cardio&lt;/span&gt; Kickboxing Workout&lt;/a&gt; (my favourite..kicks some ass)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A book that I swear by, a must-read for everyone.. It is, I consider, a Bible for Fitness.. Sort of breaks all myths revolving Weight-loss..diet etc! I actually found out that most of things I was doing was Wrong! &lt;a href=&quot;http://clubjam.jammag.com/profiles/blogs/book-review-dont-lose-your&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t Lose your mind, Lose your Weight&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href=&quot;http://rujutadiwekar.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Rujuta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;Diwekar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. She is God to me at present! A Must-Read for everyone wanting to lose weight, maintain weight or almost falling into diet-traps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My-&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt; were in town for 3 weeks..so as usual I was busy doing &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;seva&lt;/span&gt;&#39; and earning Brownie Points! It was a full-house.. there were people in the house every single minute and our lives n the small apartment suddenly seemed large and huge! It was fun I say!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;May was also the month of S and My Birthdays... So it was celebration Full-On! So we had 3 birthday celebrations in all -- 6&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; may (S&#39;s &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;).. we went for a nice quiet dinner, 17&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May (&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;moi&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;) was a family affair.. shopping, lunch, midnight surprise... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;aaah&lt;/span&gt;! the works!:) and Then .. 30&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May (the party--&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;hyy&lt;/span&gt;).. we threw a lavish Hawaiian Brunch Party for our friends at The Beach on &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;.. which culminated into a great all-day party affair! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;Oooohh&lt;/span&gt; How I love Celebrations and How I love &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;Buddays&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My point of view of the Australian Racist Attacks -- Oh Wat a blow-out! Why would the Indian Media (already famous for blowing things out of proportion and making mountains out of a mole hill) spend so much of air-time and print space on this? Its not like its the first time? Just &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; this time someone complained, the media decided to track even the smallest of crimes and convert it into a hate-crime! I read somewhere - Where does the Indian Media go when Foreign students in India are being attacked, raped and murdered? Why is that not &#39;blown-out-of-proportion&#39;? So I feel, Guys.. I agree what is happening in Australia is extremely UNFAIR and I would urge that &#39;set of people&#39; who are doing this to kindly STOP! but &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_25&quot;&gt;pleasee&lt;/span&gt;.. is it right to term the entire nation as Racist? Are &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_26&quot;&gt;indians&lt;/span&gt; not racist when it comes to Dark-skin and Fair-skinned? come &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_27&quot;&gt;onn&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am working on a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_28&quot;&gt;hugggeee&lt;/span&gt; assignment at work. It could be called my &#39;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;biggest assignment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&#39; till date.. Since I am part of the Marketing Communications team.. my sole job is to make our &#39;ugly &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_29&quot;&gt;fugly&lt;/span&gt;&#39; Conference Room into  a state-of-the-art executive Conference Room.. So currently I am an Interior Designer cum  Communications specialist. Not only do I decide what kind of furniture, plants, decorations will go into the room but also decide on what kind of branding to be done! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_30&quot;&gt;wohooo&lt;/span&gt;! I love my job NOW! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;S got the &#39;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Innovator of the Year&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&#39; award at his company and my joys knew no bounds! [&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_31&quot;&gt;tanu&lt;/span&gt; does a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_32&quot;&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; hop-skip-n-jump] All his hard work and dedication and my yelling that he has no time for me.. has paid off! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_33&quot;&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.. I loved it! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So Congress is the new Government. Me Is Happy! I hated &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_34&quot;&gt;BJP&lt;/span&gt;! honestly.. their biased and racist.. and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_35&quot;&gt;Hindutva&lt;/span&gt; views drove me nuts! I just hope that Mr.PM and his team gets down to business immediately and do what they promised us they will do!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_36&quot;&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like the fact that &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_37&quot;&gt;BJP&lt;/span&gt; is still in Power in &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_38&quot;&gt;Karnataka&lt;/span&gt;.. They are useless.. regressive.. old.. and support &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_39&quot;&gt;Muthalik&lt;/span&gt; and his C**P brigade! (wont say more.. on that)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am on-edge most of the time.. scared about my job..hoping daily that my ID Card works when I go to work! :(.. I wish the economic crisis gets sorted out quick!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;S and I have not taken a vacation in the past 6 months... sigh! It is sort of driving us up the wall.. Not even a weekend Guys.... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_40&quot;&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;.. So we are planning to take 5 days off and go to Goa (I have already told you how much &lt;a href=&quot;http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/search/label/Goa&quot;&gt;I love that place&lt;/a&gt;) Plus I wanted to experience Goa in Monsoons.. I have heard its Gorgeous.. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to a new restaurant last night called &lt;a href=&quot;http://bangalore.burrp.com/listing/bar-restaurant-lounge/1941637415_suburbia&quot;&gt;Suburbia&lt;/a&gt; - A &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_41&quot;&gt;Goan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_42&quot;&gt;Resto&lt;/span&gt;-bar Par Excellence.. Its on the Outer Ring Road (for those familiar with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_43&quot;&gt;Blore&lt;/span&gt;)... Amazing Chicken &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_44&quot;&gt;Xacuti&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_45&quot;&gt;Vindaloo&lt;/span&gt;... Great Cocktails (I had Black Russian..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_46&quot;&gt;yumm&lt;/span&gt;)... And very very relaxed!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loving .. absolutely LOVING the weather in Bangalore Right Now.. Its windy.. Its rainy..Its cold.. Its Beautiful! Sigh..one reason why I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_47&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; wanna leave Bangalore! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was my Parents&#39; 30th Wedding Anniversary On 1st June.. and on the occasion my Papa (the forever romantic) took my Mamma to Leh and Ladakh for a Holiday (or as my mother called it.. their &#39;2nd honeymoon&#39;) LOL.. I love the fact that My parents are still so much &#39;in love&#39; with each other and don&#39;t histate displaying it.. and I truely wish that S and I could match up to that 30 years down our married life! ooh I love my parents..they are so cute! And I wish them 30 More years of love and Happiness! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;phew.. So that was the update from my side.. Some pics will be up in the next post.. And I have tonnes of catching up to do.. So the &#39;regulars&#39; I will be checking your blogs very soon! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/2057766483346219758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/2057766483346219758' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/2057766483346219758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/2057766483346219758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-finally-return-to-blog-world-after.html' title='And So I am back... With Updates et al'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-4959735785685428418</id><published>2009-04-23T21:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:55:12.734+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>If I met a Genie...</title><content type='html'>If I met a Genie today..and considering the &#39;condition&#39; the world is in today, I dont think 3 wishes would suffice.. I am gonna get greedy and say... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I met a Genie today, and she were to grant me 10 wishes, I would ask for --&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna Holiday far far away, right now, where there is no mobile network and no cable network (IPL is on...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a back Massage..sigh.. I have s****ed up my Back again... so quite in pain!.. actually a Day at the Spa will do too! :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I would love to go to Delhi, to my parents for a week.. and do nothing but eat yummyummm &quot;mamma ke haath ka khana&quot;.. sniff sniff..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna Shop! Like Really.. not &#39;recession&#39; shopping..but ShopShop.. coz i have a list, hon! ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Holiday...i know i know.. again.. now u know how &#39;desperate&#39; i am for it. But this time, I wanna go to Brisbane.. Coz its beautiful.. its happening.. and my Sister is there.. hehe.. So i wanna Party Party Party..and Shop Shop Shop.. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna eat carb-loaded food -- and not put on an ounce of weight! Thats Right.. we wanna eat yumm too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wanna be Appreciated at Work.. Ya i know i am being &#39;wanting/greedy/immodest&#39;.. but wat the hell!.. i am working my a** off here... and unlike the &#39;project guys&#39; who get appreciated for coding some code and doing extra hours.. us marketing ppl get nothing.. Coz we are &#39;supposed to work&#39; and thats just normal!! &amp;amp;%^&amp;amp;&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;*$^*$*.....uffff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to run away somewhere with my S, and not be found for a weekend.. i swear... I soooo wanna do that!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a Good Young Leader to be chosen for our country.. not to sound all-blahblah.. but honestly, i cant have another 80+ neta enforcing his stupid outdated rules and blah at us.. not again!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want to crib less in my life...about my life.. Coz what i am not realizing is that.. I am wasting and ruining my present..coz I &#39;want this and want that&#39;! So, I promise to S.. babe, I officially quit Cribbing from Today! :D.. pomishhh!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/4959735785685428418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/4959735785685428418' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/4959735785685428418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/4959735785685428418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-met-genie.html' title='If I met a Genie...'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-9099936008926592090</id><published>2009-04-10T22:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:23:53.818+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fitness"/><title type='text'>A Fitness Regime Has Begun...</title><content type='html'>I am crazily paranoid about my weight! Yes yes.. i am one of those women, who counts the calories while eating and i think.. i really think... i put on a kg or 2 if i &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;SEE&lt;/span&gt;&#39; delicious carbohydrates!! Yikes! Its the story of my life. I have never been a &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Thin&lt;/span&gt;&#39; person.. In fact, all my life, I have battled the &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;weight-loss-weight-gain&lt;/span&gt;&#39; cycle. How I have wished to be, for once, that Size-oh-so-kareenaish-&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;zero&lt;/span&gt;... but nooo.. I have not! At my best (that is now) I am a size 8, and I have sort of settled myself there. Come on, its wayyy too difficult to work out for 3 hours a day to go below that - what with work and stress and blah blahs of life! So, my goal now is to:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat healthy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay Fit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maintain my current weight (wouldn&#39;t hurt if I manage to miraculously loose another 1-2 kgs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find out that darn time to Exercise Daily (errr...at least 5 times a week!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I say about a month back, &lt;a href=&quot;http://anonymusing-me.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;SMM&lt;/a&gt; introduced me to this group called &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fitnessfervor.wordpress.com&quot;&gt;Fitness Fervor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&#39;. Their tagline is -- &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;0% fab; 100% flab&lt;/span&gt;. So apt, i say...and also, Hail to that! :D. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me give you all a backgrounder -- It is a blog effort initiated by &lt;a href=&quot;http://roopscoop.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;Roop&lt;/a&gt; (another fitness freak) and has a whole lot of fitness freak contributors who discuss weight loss, exercise plans, schedules, diets, fitness regimes and share notes of their failures, day-to-day stress and we all chip in to help/motivate! When I read a couple of early introductions, I saw a whole lot of &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; in a whole lot of them. They were all looking to find fitness, looking to successfully complete a diet, looking to juggle Work, Workout and Home at the same time! I jumped in.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, before I go further, let me tell you a bit about me... rather spell it out -- &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I Need External Motivation&lt;/span&gt;. Period. The reason for my constant battle with the fitness is coz I am highly lazy when it comes to my fitness. I need someone to be there next to me urging me to workout, I need that external force to make me wanna workout, I need someone next to me saying, &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;dont have that samosa/pizza/burger&lt;/span&gt;&quot;..else i eat it. :( Another truth is -- &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I Love Food&lt;/span&gt;. Period. I cant live without it. It is one thing in my life, that makes me smile/go wheeeeeeee/feel good..etc..etc... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for the past few months, S and I have not been working out.. at all! We were regulars at the gym and then one fine day we just stopped! Oh and before I forget to mention my one big achievement in life, I lost about 13 kgs last year before my shadi and in the quest to maintain that, I was regular at the gym, post wedding! So I have not been the typical newly married who gets bloated coz &quot;she is married now..and who cares&quot;. Well I Care! Damn I do! I wanna be &#39;Hot for Hubby&#39;! He should be proud of taking me out! And oh I love clothes! hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But damn the work and damn the stress, we stopped! For the last 4 months or so, I have been controlling my weight-gain (I dont think I want to become that fat-me again..how will I fit in my sexy clothes??..teeheee) by controlling my food. I know.. I know, its the worst thing to do. So I would eat out today, and control my food for the next 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to end this with &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Fitness Fervor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I had found my &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;External Motivation Force&lt;/span&gt;. I had to do something about myself. S and I had come to the conclusion that Gym was out of question. We did not have a set time to go and work out and come back (what with work and morning meeting calls and maids...). When I signed up for FF, I knew I could not just &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;do nothing&lt;/span&gt;&#39;. I had to follow some sort of workout regime (otherwise I wouldn&#39;t have any updates..hehe). So I started...rather, S and I started (yes yes.. i managed to get him going too) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, 2 weeks of following a regime, S and I are placed such, in our Fitness Regime:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 1/2 hours of every morning workout&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home-cooked food for 5 days a week (I cook in Olive Oil and follow a very healthy diet)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No Eating Out, if eating out, then Healthy eating only. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No alcoholic beverage.. except Red Wine for Moi and Whiskey for S. (maybe once a week)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have bought dumbells, exercise mat and Resistence Band.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have started 2 fitness routines -- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.streamingsurgeries.com/xbx/index.htm&quot;&gt;XBX&lt;/a&gt; (for women) and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.corvedale.previewurl.com/5bx/&quot;&gt;5BX&lt;/a&gt; (for men).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have enrolled on an online website -- &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sparkpeople.com/&quot;&gt;SparkPeople&lt;/a&gt;, which helps you plan your fitness and diet goals and has Videos of workout routines. You must check it out! Helps me plan my meals and has great videos for Abs and Muscles. Its Free too! ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;S and I have started the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.twohundredsitups.com/&quot;&gt;200 sit-ups Challenge&lt;/a&gt; too. It is a great way of just doing your abs. :).. This is not so much to see if you can do it, I am sure you all can.. But it is just a good way of doing it in Reps (repeats)!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;May I proudly say -- S and I have been following the above for &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;2 Successfully Fit Weeks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and we feel absolutely great in the mornings. Infact I have started waking up at 7AM (I am a lazy person as I said earlier.. hmph!)... and putting on my shoes to start the workout in our spare room. And, needless to say, it is absolute fun to &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Workout with your Partner&lt;/span&gt; (recommended). We joke, We pull each other&#39;s leg, but more than that, we motivate each other to strive for more... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am simply hooked on to getting back in shape again (whatever little wobbly i got there..)!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I will keep you all updated with new links to workouts, new diet plans, new ways of getting fit and fitting in your favourite Saaxxxy clothes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to Fitness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/9099936008926592090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/9099936008926592090' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/9099936008926592090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/9099936008926592090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/04/fitness-regime-has-begun.html' title='A Fitness Regime Has Begun...'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-5958275849118753100</id><published>2009-03-23T19:55:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:24:08.071+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>Giving back to the Society..in my own little way :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYABqIfFhnfG2Azhj159Y8fmZNwOvK0UEAhCTpf9zg0g_sO1bcx3lPvh2-CBkRDR5_fDiFrfC418nS39efWWtxuvMHwQW9pKr9wIQyv_WytjAPhDmBq1hcH-EnpalN3xaQar3W_OFYKRv/s1600-h/intro.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYABqIfFhnfG2Azhj159Y8fmZNwOvK0UEAhCTpf9zg0g_sO1bcx3lPvh2-CBkRDR5_fDiFrfC418nS39efWWtxuvMHwQW9pKr9wIQyv_WytjAPhDmBq1hcH-EnpalN3xaQar3W_OFYKRv/s200/intro.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318127610237067586&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since i have been 12 years old..old &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;enuf&lt;/span&gt; to realize the world outside my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;cocoon&lt;/span&gt;, i have always felt for the street children... the ones who come at your car windows and tap gently. If you look beyond their grimy faces and ragged clothes, you will  probably see honesty in their eyes and a teeny-tiny hope.. my throat would always choke up looking at their faces. Since then, i had this 20 year plan -- Once i have &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;enuf&lt;/span&gt; money... i will build a &#39;home&#39; for these kids... (always had something to do with the kids that melted my heart)... and educate these kids, teach them art and craft (have u ever noticed what amazing things they make and try to sell to you?) and sell their stuff to earn money for them. But i never knew where to begin till i earn &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;that much money&lt;/span&gt;&#39;!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week i got my opportunity. So, you may have heard of the &lt;a href=&quot;http://teach.timesofindia.com/&quot;&gt;Teach India Foundation&lt;/a&gt;. I applied for that months ago. They replied in January, asking me to report to an organization called &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youthforseva.org/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=12&amp;amp;Itemid=27&quot;&gt;Youth For &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Seva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&quot;. They run schools all across Bangalore where they teach &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;underprivileged&lt;/span&gt; children. Its an organization started by an IT fellow 2 yrs ago and now has grown crazy big. I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;couldn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; go for the orientation (my parents were here)... and then work took a monster turn and i found myself with no time to breathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, they came up with a &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sponsorachild.youthforseva.org/&quot;&gt;Sponsor A Child&lt;/a&gt;&quot; program. I decided that the least i could do was this. So i sent them a mail that i would love to &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Sponsor a Child&lt;/span&gt; and in case they want me to be a &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;oordinator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&#39; for any building (they needed those too), i could find time for that too. Last week, i got a call from a  volunteer, telling me about the process of Sponsoring a Child. After he was done, he asked me where i worked. When i told him Oracle, he said &quot;me too&quot;... which building (we have over 10 buildings in Bangalore)... and before i knew it.. he had made me the &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Coordinator for Youth For &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;Seva&lt;/span&gt; Of Oracle *My Building*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&#39;! I was thrilled.. This was it.. this was my chance to do my bit for the kids!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, now i am making my plan to promote the cause in my office, telling people about Youth For &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Seva&lt;/span&gt; (and how its not a fraud)... how extraordinary and different the Sponsor Program is..and how they can see where their money is going. Its 500/- a month, you can make a 5-year plan for your sponsored child, you can &#39;choose&#39; the child you want to sponsor, you need only 2-3 hours a week to spend with the child, meet his/her family and be completely involved!!! I love this! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am glad, that finally, i am involved in something that i am passionate about. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Infact&lt;/span&gt;, in my first job in a PR agency, one of my clients was &#39;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.in.christelhouse.org/&quot;&gt;Christel House&lt;/a&gt;&#39;, an international &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;NGO&lt;/span&gt;/World-class school for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;underprivileged&lt;/span&gt; children in Bangalore. May i confess, i worked hardest on this client, i &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;didn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; miss an opportunity to visit the school and meet the children, the children who used to greet me &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; they saw me -- &quot;good morning Didi&quot;.. filled up my eyes... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A small incident that i remember which shudders me up till today. I was at Christel House one morning and visiting the &#39;Sick Room&#39;! In the room, i found a little 10-yr old boy and a 9-yr old girl, talking to the &#39;Lady Doctor&#39; there... They were talking in Kannada and the girl was crying.. i sat there, like a stone, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; i knew something was wrong and i wanted to know &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; it was. When the kids left, i asked the lady, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;wat&lt;/span&gt; the problem was. She said, &quot;The boy and the girl are in the same class. The girl always gets &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;tiffin&lt;/span&gt; for the boy. But given any opportunity, the boy hits the girl, mostly for no reason. The girl cries, but then goes back to the boy and gets him &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;tiffin&lt;/span&gt; the next day again. The girl &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;doesn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; break the friendship and the boy continues to hit her.&quot; I was shocked to hear that and wanted to go hit the boy myself. The lady said, &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;Tanu&lt;/span&gt;, do you know the reason behind this? The boy has seen his father, hit his mother, for no reason. The girl has seen her mother being hit by her father for no reason, and the mother still feeds the father after all the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;atrocities&lt;/span&gt;. This is what we are dealing with, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;Tanu&lt;/span&gt;.&quot; I had nothing to say, i sat there dumbstruck, till it hit me -- these people are not only giving knowledge to the kids, they are also teaching them valuable social and life lessons! 2 months later i returned to the school, spotted the girl and the boy, they were walking to the playground hand-in-hand. I went and asked the &#39;Lady Doctor&#39; as to how the situation was, she said that the boy had written a &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&#39; card to the girl and now they were best friends. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;No one&lt;/span&gt; hit Anyone! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i did for Christel House was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; it was my job.. Wat i am trying to begin with Youth For &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_25&quot;&gt;Seva&lt;/span&gt;, is a passion. A friend asked me &quot;do you have time for this?&quot;.. i say - Hell yeah!... I will make time to promote this cause...and i will ensure that maximum people from my office sponsor a child.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys, come on, its a small little opportunity that make a huge difference in the life of a child! And all it takes is 500/- a month!!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/5958275849118753100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/5958275849118753100' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5958275849118753100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5958275849118753100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/03/giving-back-to-societyin-my-own-little.html' title='Giving back to the Society..in my own little way :)'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaYABqIfFhnfG2Azhj159Y8fmZNwOvK0UEAhCTpf9zg0g_sO1bcx3lPvh2-CBkRDR5_fDiFrfC418nS39efWWtxuvMHwQW9pKr9wIQyv_WytjAPhDmBq1hcH-EnpalN3xaQar3W_OFYKRv/s72-c/intro.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-1338758645567260067</id><published>2009-03-18T20:01:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:26:08.627+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Will Write Once A Week - Repeat After Me.....</title><content type='html'>So i hate doing this.. i need to follow my resolution - Write &#39;At Least&#39; once a week on my blog..and look at this.. over 2 weeks.. shame on you.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Tanu&lt;/span&gt;.. shame on you!! And.. i have like tonnes of topics that i wanna talk about/over/on... and i am unable to do so.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; all i end up doing is talk about &#39;what happened in the past 2 weeks..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;blahblah&lt;/span&gt;&quot;... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;grr&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;okkk&lt;/span&gt;.. so this is the last &#39;Update Post&#39;.. the next one will be this weekend..and will be about something i strongly feel about -- Travel! :)&lt;div&gt;Now that i am done with self-bashing... this post is going to be a mix of &#39;pictures&#39; and &#39;tales&#39; of the &#39;over 2 weeks gone by&#39;! i say i have had a very &#39;painful&#39; 2 weeks... Work... performance... more guests..and a very very very bad Muscle Spasm in the spine.. ... But.. first thing is first.. my &#39;now famous&#39; White pants.. pic... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;dahlings&lt;/span&gt;... (like they say on page 3s...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtjgTHELBv6B-lwXR6mLYu3jVGqS28l4WouIqOQwb-sAIxIEvDdMIm37Vo2XFNyBJ-QHXsY_xcDtUeXktjn6e2-PEy0zeTmFHzzg47Xrm-Ngm56qlLjjq14Nc5feU1CWwwfLP_qn57c7qd/s200/DSC04571.JPG&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314536895303522466&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes yes.. this is the loo of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;Fuga&lt;/span&gt; in Bangalore.. The blasted bouncer kept placing his hand on my camera lens... so i had to take pics in the loo! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Ofcourse&lt;/span&gt; my office realized that too much fun i was having entertaining guests... i might as well &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXCvZRiS9gIgPw67lOI7BuCRAFh8MuRQthVXcPUiW51TV_vWlaSlqQW_-ZRhoYuyisXxWJXJEq1VMJCGg3ABkjZobe1ogvVn3Ya8kuDgPWnErF3ktIUbAqPAtkE4eoxUBSLMNmyN78Mez/s200/095.JPG&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314540585876361826&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt;start entertaining my office colleagues.. therefore came the -- Pain Killer... this is our annual Cultural Fest. Well, Oracle has about 20 buildings in Bangalore, so the building that i am in -- have their own &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;CulFest&lt;/span&gt;.. and what better way to beat the stress than to dance.. as i mentioned be&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;fore&lt;/span&gt;... i love to dance! so there i was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;&#39; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;jiggy&lt;/span&gt; with Desi Girls and Latin Salsa! :D... 2 weeks of crazy practice in the office cafeteria... meeting new people..it was all worth it... and the performance.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt;! worth it all. it felt actually like &#39;home&#39;.. when i got on stage.. sigh.. that feeling.. the exuberance..the euphoria of it all.. just to take it all in and perform.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;wohoo&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq3rtb_yizvWGbNL7v6LvVuGu0fUgIloKNn4aKErf_zO79dHz5uh0mZA0bg93ZMNWN1-6TRCiRr3s_hj3HmlIjCQBqitgy2KKJU4Qp1B_6uxDU6QXm2ti9FTtvNfDVc_378iOQAYfcWGPX/s200/024.JPG&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314539652995078674&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh78nyVDcnjv0fKnTWS4zLQlmTrkRR-FNB4N63NhE7uO88HeXCBw7Uk4LMMfjoNAxWLYdVZc09gsNXzpJH57xUeLDV5mRzBwogtYX5rLj4X3JNcivFp4cPJ5lhUkI70t7nUaU6pvzpwo2SJ/s200/102.JPG&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314540254930615922&quot; /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt; post this came the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;Withdrawal&lt;/span&gt; Symptoms and the Muscle Spasm... Apparently due to sudden movements and too much stress (just &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; there is a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;cul&lt;/span&gt; fest on..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;doesn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; mean that they will give us less work...!)... left me &#39;loving&#39; the hot water bottle more than the hubby! not good...i say.. not good.. the doc said its stress and too much of sitting on the seat (like a duck)!! resulted in...big catch somewhere in the spine..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;tra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;lalalaaa&lt;/span&gt;... and i was in bed rest for 3 days.. damn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...phew.. now i am out of bed.. happy...perfectly sane..normal..and with a healthy spine.. ready to work my ass off again! sigh! how i wish a holiday was planned by someone for me..and i could take off without thinking of anything.... sigh sigh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;that&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; it! i am done with describing my life post Feb 24&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;... next post.. will not be so far apart..... promises! :D&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/1338758645567260067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/1338758645567260067' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/1338758645567260067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/1338758645567260067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/03/will-write-once-week-repeat-after-me.html' title='Will Write Once A Week - Repeat After Me.....'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtjgTHELBv6B-lwXR6mLYu3jVGqS28l4WouIqOQwb-sAIxIEvDdMIm37Vo2XFNyBJ-QHXsY_xcDtUeXktjn6e2-PEy0zeTmFHzzg47Xrm-Ngm56qlLjjq14Nc5feU1CWwwfLP_qn57c7qd/s72-c/DSC04571.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-183120509703269114</id><published>2009-02-24T19:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:07:23.357+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Male-bashing"/><title type='text'>Some Wonder-ments....</title><content type='html'>Caution: A bit of &#39;male-bashing&#39; coming right up... so in case you are one of those men, who think too highly of yourself or you are one of those, &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;MCPs&lt;/span&gt;&#39;... (pardon the language)... i suggest, you &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; read further... and come back when i write a new post! :) (u know i &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna loose readers.. and i am not always this bashing-types).... [innocent smile]....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.... I was just wondering:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are men so full of themselves? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do men, despite not knowing the directions to a location, would rather go round and round and loose way, than ask a woman (who probably does know the way.... but is left unheard)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do men &#39;make a joke&#39; and &#39;pull your leg&#39; and get so oh-so-angry-and-&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;pouty&lt;/span&gt; when a woman pulls their leg and says something funny about them? I mean, they can get sarcastic and &#39;apparently funny&#39;, but if the woman does the same thing - its a &#39;oh-you-are-so-bad-with-jokes&#39;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do men  get so defensive if you criticize them? They always have a &#39;joke&#39; ready in their pockets... in case you try and criticize them - just an effort guys, to make you more &#39;human&#39;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Men have this bad habit of behaving weirdly in front of their wives/girl friends/partners when they are in the esteemed company of their male back-slapping friends (brothers).... why is it so difficult to give respect to women in front of your friends guys? Why cant you just behave normally like you do when you are alone with us? A Man get &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;possessive&lt;/span&gt; about the woman when they are around &#39;her&#39; friends&#39; but suddenly in front of his &#39;male&#39; friends, all the decorum goes flying out of the window!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever the woman and her girlfriend talk privately, why is it that the man thinks that we are definitely &#39;bitching&#39; about them? i mean come &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;onnnn&lt;/span&gt; guys..we could be discussing very very private and intimate details!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why are men so &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; about everything they do.. and they have this weird &#39;reverse &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;psychology&lt;/span&gt;&#39; going on with the women... that does get on to me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why do men think, its a thing of &#39;pride&#39; if they do not know how to give women surprises? I mean - how difficult is it? &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; forget important dates, give lots of flowers, give lots of surprises (small ones will also do) and always give compliments when the woman makes an effort to dress up! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... just wondering...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;ohh&lt;/span&gt; i do love men.. and i think they are adorable and nice.. but sometimes their attitude and their &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;testosterone&lt;/span&gt; gets on to me!!!! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/183120509703269114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/183120509703269114' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/183120509703269114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/183120509703269114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-wonder-ments.html' title='Some Wonder-ments....'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-2398257966763700945</id><published>2009-02-24T19:43:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-24T19:52:50.386+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>The House is Full of Guests.....</title><content type='html'>Phew... i finally got some time after the long and amazing weekend.. to write... you see.. I am busy playing the &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;perfect host&lt;/span&gt;&#39; at home! Seems like the year started with a lot of &#39;travelling&#39; (which i love) and a lot of &#39;guests-coming&#39; (which i love too, as in, i love to take care of people)...so after parents.. came my Best Friend of over 12 years... Rads.. I cannot begin to tell you how excited i was that she was coming.. plans were made, itineraries were drawn... parties were planned.. leave was taken...and names were put on various guest lists! It was &#39;Partyy-hyy time&#39;!!!!! :D&lt;div&gt;So we did a Masquerade Ball at Opus, a Submerge evening at Fuga, a Spa session and a short trip to Bheemeshwari (for a day picnic complete with Poha and Cold Salami sandwiches) and of course the alcohol! :).... It was a great fun weekend...and we had a blast... there was a whole lot of &#39;male bashing&#39; that my hubby endured... but then.. he knows.. when Rads n I meet, the men go insignificantly to the background! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So she left today, and tomorrow, another very close friends (couple) Ash and Sid are landing and staying the full weekend..and i cant wait to spend time with my Favourite couple... they are not only fun but fun-er and awesome company...and i guess its been &#39;forever&#39; that i saw my favourite &#39;biatch&#39;... Ash i mean! :P.. so there is a College Reunion, Pancake session, Home-made food session and a party planned! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A full weekend, coming right up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Don&#39;t worry Anand and Rakesh (my Blog buddies) - i will still manage to write about something that i want to write about.. gimme time till tomorrow! ;) till then, kindly endure the &#39;update&#39; post! hehe....&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/2398257966763700945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/2398257966763700945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/2398257966763700945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/2398257966763700945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/02/house-is-full-of-guests.html' title='The House is Full of Guests.....'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-7246358646415522179</id><published>2009-02-17T14:30:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:53:30.377+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tag"/><title type='text'>Knock Knock! Who&#39;s There? Tag. Tag who? Tag-on to know me more... :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;  line-height: 14px; font-family:&#39;lucida grande&#39;;font-size:11px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot; font-style: normal; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So i DO work..and i DO have a lot of work pending..but what the hell... i have been meaning to do this for a while now.. I am a Facebook Addict.. I know I know.. So i have been seeing these &#39;tags&#39; have been doing the rounds lately.. therefore i decided to spend a beautiful Tuesday afternoon, talking about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;25 Random Things You May Want To Know About Me&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; (no pressure... ) This is me - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Tanu - under the microscope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... for you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love the Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... I love the Ocean... I love the Greenery... I love the Mountains.. I love the Scenery and the Breathtaking Views.... they take me to my Happy Place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Discovery Travel &amp;amp; Living Addict&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.. I love House-renovation, travelling, cooking shows and tattoo shows and bike shows on it! :) And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Dancing is my passion.. it is something i &#39;do&#39; to de-stress, to enjoy, for mood upliftment etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I Live to Dance and I Dance to Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... It has sort of become my persona - i even choreograph steps in my head when i listen to a certian number.. :) Psst - i know belly dancing too! wink wink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Bake and Cook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; - I love to hunt for receipes and creating &#39;culinary wonders&#39; in my kitchen.. expecially when it comes to Baking - its a passion! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;My Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; matters the most to me - i, somehow, want to do lots for my parents and my sister - and i will forever be indebted to them for everything they have done for me! sniff sniff... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Continuing from that.... I am extremely bad in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;saying&#39; out my feelings aloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... i truely SUCK at it... i just cant say &#39;i love you&#39; to my mom.. and i cant get myself to say &#39;lovey-dovey&#39; things to my husband... and i cant do PDA with anyone.. but i CAN write it all down and give it to them (my mother has a stack of letters from me and so does my sister and my hubby! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love My Partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; - if i start describing what i feel for him, i would probably go on to a new post.. but i do.. for eternity.. he is the best thing that has happened to me ever.. and i Thank God, every day for giving me Soubhagya.. he has been a pillar, a pillow, a punching bag, a shoulder, a friend, a support and everything else... he is my &#39;Everything&#39; and i am fiercely crazy about him... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I Love to Talk and i Love to Write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.. therefore the blog (duhh)... and people actually ask me if i am on Steroids..coz they cant seem to believe where i get my energy from.. Well you see - i am a happy person..and i love to blabber... i love to gossip..and i love people around me.. therefore.. i have the energy to endure a conversation for the longest time! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Dogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;- they make my day.. Gimme a Bad Day and then gimme a Pup - and i am happy as a monkey! :) I, infact, wanted to marry one.. not the monkey.. you food.. the Pup.. ! teeheee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am extremely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... but i also come under the package deal of - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Emotional but Logical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;. You see.. i get logical in &#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;dire situations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39; and &#39;when solving problems&#39;... but i get emotional when it comes to &#39;friends&#39;, &#39;families&#39; and &#39;loved ones&#39;...you could call me an &#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Emotional Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I lost 12 kgs in 3 months last year and i feel extremely sexy now.. but there is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;not 1 second in my life that i dont &#39;fret&#39; about piling on that weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and becoming a &#39;cow&#39; again! yikeesss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love to Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; - My favourite &#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;thing to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39; is - try out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;new Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.... but then, my favourite food is -- Italian, Lebanese, Indian, Mediterranean, Continental Fusion, Mexican and Thai (i know i know.. it sort of covers it all.. but wat to do? as i said...i Love Food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I Have an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;inferiority complex&#39; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;about myself. I feel that i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;below-average&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; in looks and therfore i try to compliment or cover it by &#39;fooling around&#39; and making others laugh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love to &#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;give surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;! I think i was born to do that.. Since i remember.. i have been giving Surprises to my mom, dad, sister, friends, now hubby, etc etc etc... i just love to see that &#39;smile&#39;.. that &#39;happiness&#39; and the &#39;shock&#39; on the faces of my loved ones.. it sort of makes my day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;hate getting &#39;Expensive&#39; Gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.. My day is made if you give me - a Rose, a hand-made card an ice-cream, a compliment or even a hug... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;ransparent at Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; -- You see what i am and you hear what i feel inside! there is no Pretence and there is no Hypocricy... I dont believe in keeping things within...and cant stay still till i say it out!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;DETEST Hypocrites and Show-Offs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;!! aarrggh... if i see one in sight, i shall definitely want a licence to Punch the Species! :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;fiercely over-protective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; about my Little Sister.. i can get quite out-of-hand if there is anything/anybody bothering her.. infact i also get quite protective about my friends..you talk crap about them and i unleash my &#39;bad bad&#39; side to you.oh trust me! i can get really bitchy when i need to! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love to Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... and Party Hard - you will catch me on most weekends dancing my A** off at the closest disc.... I love to catch up with frends over music and drinks and enjoy a nightout! :)... somehow i have become the &#39;Yellow Pages &#39; of parties amongst my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love Archies Comics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; - i have a stack at home..and if ever given i chance.. i would buy that instead of a novel! ;) and psst - i love Betty! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I love to &#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;take care of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;! ahem..yaa.. i will &#39;feed you&#39;, get &#39;protective&#39; about you.. get all &#39;mommy around you&#39;... and i am extremely good at being an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;SOS listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.. dude! you bare ur heart out to me and i will have both my ears fully-open and my mouth ready to shoot off &#39;solutions&#39;! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;When &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;i get very angry... i start crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; - yes i do! sniff sniff.. I will not be able to &#39;give it back&#39; to you immediately but after 24 hours of pondering over it, i will think of &#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;retorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39; that i &#39;could have&#39; said...&quot; i will say it the next time...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;become &#39;friends&#39; with you in precisely 5 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.. i swear i can! Give me 5 minutes and i have this innate ability to make you feel comfortable and right at home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Talk animatedly about anything and everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;... Give me one &#39;story&#39; or an &#39;incident&#39; and i will make it a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Conversation Delicacy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; for the next 1/2 hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;.. Anything.. any Kind.. Any Genre will do.. so next time - dont ask me what kind of music i listen to! coz my answer will be &quot;anything that is good&quot; - and i dont know the definition of &#39;good&#39; for music.. its just anything! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/7246358646415522179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/7246358646415522179' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/7246358646415522179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/7246358646415522179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/02/knock-knock-whos-there-tag-tag-who-tag.html' title='Knock Knock! 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Tag-on to know me more... :P'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-6440999497043865369</id><published>2009-02-13T17:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T18:16:17.179+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal"/><title type='text'>SHOPPED SHOPPED SHOPPED!!!! :D</title><content type='html'>ok.... so it wasnt like a shopping spree i went on.. nor did i spend hours and money on amazing dresses and jeans...but...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I BOUGHT WHITE PANTS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ok....stop with the yelling.. &#39;Jeetendar Jeetendar&#39;...and you... stop with the &#39;tohfa tohfa&#39; jig... now! :P:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i love them.. for the first time in my life i have bought anything white... never did, owing to my problematic thighs! grr.... but now!!! coz they are slim fit and uber-hot! i think i look kinda sexy! hehe... (no harm in self-praise)! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i am wearing them to work too! i think i feel like Sarah Jessica Parkar strutting around in Sex &amp;amp; the City! hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alrighties...tadaa... and Have a lovely weekend.. hope you all have sent your dirty pink chaddis to the Mutalik Man! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/6440999497043865369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/6440999497043865369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6440999497043865369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6440999497043865369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/02/shopped-shopped-shopped-d.html' title='SHOPPED SHOPPED SHOPPED!!!! :D'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-2145984786452423453</id><published>2009-02-08T01:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:37:34.464+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Look Look...i look like them!!! :D Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myheritage.com/collage&quot; title=&quot;MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition&quot; alt=&quot;MyHeritage - free family trees, genealogy and face recognition&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/P/storage/site1/files/51/54/22/515422_638181f19ed894gdarol23.JPG&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;574&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myheritage.com/&quot;&gt;MyHeritage&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myheritage.com/celebrity-collage&quot;&gt;Celebrity Collage&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myheritage.com/page/blank-family-tree&quot;&gt;Blank family tree   &lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myheritage.com/page/family-photo-sharing&quot;&gt;Family photo sharing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDAzNzExNzg*MyZwdD*xMjM*MDM3MTY3MTA5JnA9MTEwNTcxJmQ9Y29sbGFnZSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*yJnQ9Jm89MzU1OThlMzg1YmNkNDZmZDhmMTdmOThhODQ2MDk2OWY=.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;teeheee...wat kicks we get out of these vague things online! :P... but yes..it is a great ego-booster to see that i am 67% Tata young and Beyonce!! wooohiii! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: no idea who Ruslana is??? Men...you may know! ;)&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/2145984786452423453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/2145984786452423453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/2145984786452423453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/2145984786452423453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-looki-look-like-them-d-celebrity.html' title='Look Look...i look like them!!! :D Celebrity Collage by MyHeritage'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-6351203694255186550</id><published>2009-02-08T00:39:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-13T17:58:13.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>and almost a month later... tired...wanting another holiday...</title><content type='html'>So... i am back.. after almost a month of crazy crazy days...and weeks.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; ask! it has been one &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride of activities..visits...work..blah blah blah..and absolutely no time to write.. so i should fill you up on what i have been &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;up to&lt;/span&gt;.. even though i am quite tempted to skip this all and go directly to &#39;full throttle bitching&#39; (which i intend to do somewhere down this post)....pissed and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;-ed about a lot of things around me....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so... after my &#39;no shopping syndrome&#39; (which i proudly and unfortunately say - still continues..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;woohooo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;whaaan&lt;/span&gt;)... my parents and my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; sis were in town..and we had an &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;absolute&lt;/span&gt; Blast!!! it was THE high point of the month gone by! i made my parents extremely proud [pull up my non-&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;existent&lt;/span&gt; collar]..by cooking for them exotic dishes..my mother &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;couldn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; stop gushing &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;meri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;beti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;kitni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;susheel&lt;/span&gt; ho &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;gayi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&quot; (my daughter has become so smart).... pancakes...kebabs..poha..omlettes...i fed them all! :) took my dad and family out to  a club.. (it was my dad&#39;s first time in a club and he was thrilled)...took off to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;ooty&lt;/span&gt; for a weekend... which i must say is beautiful..not really the town but the surroundings and the hotel we stayed in -- Sherlock hotel! so all in all..10 days went by in a flash and before i knew it my work was piling up... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;aaah&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what else? oh! my best &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_30&quot;&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; is coming down in the last week of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_31&quot;&gt;feb&lt;/span&gt;.. and that is what i am looking forward to.. cant wait to put my feet up and chill..which also means &quot;i am not feeling well today cough cough&quot; at work...and partying! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_32&quot;&gt;yippe&lt;/span&gt; doodle &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_33&quot;&gt;yaya&lt;/span&gt;!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw Luck By Chance and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_34&quot;&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt; Millionaire...and the latter was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_35&quot;&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;...and i will fight with whoever says that - the film only showed bad side of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_36&quot;&gt;india&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_37&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; really..guys open your eyes..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_38&quot;&gt;that&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; what 60% of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_39&quot;&gt;India&lt;/span&gt; is! and accept it and do something about it!!!..and honestly..the movie is not about India... the movie is about a &#39;Slum dweller&#39; who becomes a millionaire! so why make a mountain out of a mole hole! or whatever... Luck by chance was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_40&quot;&gt;Good&lt;/span&gt; -- but slow.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_41&quot;&gt;farhan&lt;/span&gt; was good..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_42&quot;&gt;Konkana&lt;/span&gt; was natural and at her best..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_43&quot;&gt;in fact&lt;/span&gt; the movie i felt was more about her! so yeah i liked.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oooh and i fume at the thought of the Ram Sena or whatever crap they are...trying to occupy print and media space..by doing unimaginable and extremely derrogatory things to women? why the hell are they doing this in the name of Sri Ram?? could someone explain? who are they? my father does not say anything to my going to club..then who are they? maaan...i didnt wanna put the news channel..lest i hear them talk bulll! seriously...We need to see wayy beyond all this in our country.. if they think this is not our culture..then they should probably burn up Hampi and Khajuraho..and bury Kama Sutra copies...! that was indian culture rite? as far as i remember my history! grrr..to them..and their attitude..and i hope that our political and legal system wake up before its too late!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_44&quot;&gt;That&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; about it.. i guess.. 1 month of frenzy and &#39;need to bitch&#39;! anyone open for that? and i plan to dedicate 2 posts to &#39;tags&#39; ..i even though i have not been tagged on any of the subjects..i shall take them from &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_45&quot;&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt; and give due credit.. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_46&quot;&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; worry guys..i am not &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_47&quot;&gt;anu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_48&quot;&gt;malik&lt;/span&gt;! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_49&quot;&gt;tadaaaa&lt;/span&gt;.... and see ya before the next month is over... :)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/6351203694255186550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/6351203694255186550' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6351203694255186550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6351203694255186550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-almost-month-later-tiredwanting.html' title='and almost a month later... tired...wanting another holiday...'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-5027752250790318311</id><published>2009-01-18T23:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:09:38.034+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No Shopping Syndrome</title><content type='html'>So did i tell you, i havent shopped in 2 months!!!! thats like committing a crime in women-dom! Can you believe it, i walked into Lifestyle today and didnt shop! :O... Well..hmph hmph.. i dont like not shopping..i mean come onnn... we are built to shop and this is the Sale season remember?? i have been trying to give my hubby dear, subtle hints of &#39;amazing sale&#39; here and there..but all i hear is a &#39;grunt&#39;! So i feel under-privilaged..and i feel blaah...coz i wanna go and do some good &#39;ol mind-numbing feeling happy shopping!! thats it! whaat? i am serious.. dont u get it? Shopping is a therapy..and a woman should always remain happy..and apart from other happiness sources such as - wine..parties...music..books.. I wanna SHOP! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok i think i am done with venting anger... coz i cant believe i cant shop ( i am trying to save money... hmph hmph!) So please dont tell me what you bought..coz frankly my dear.. i dont care! ;)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/5027752250790318311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/5027752250790318311' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5027752250790318311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5027752250790318311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-shopping-syndrome.html' title='No Shopping Syndrome'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-8581821305921512075</id><published>2009-01-18T20:11:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:22:34.662+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Goa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travelogues"/><title type='text'>Its a Different World - The World of Goa - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOsSIsGa-gZ29WinvgMnEUtI_VrnmyloHx0yW2T1ZjsXqHKJ-STK9fhXqZ_5HLuy27Wwn8duj0WKy6sKvc2_tzQq8uezKidYRuDRnwZ0kEv-JJlJqoFO__EeyxLbJ4m_HAHDXV8yb2BFM/s1600-h/souby+n+i.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOsSIsGa-gZ29WinvgMnEUtI_VrnmyloHx0yW2T1ZjsXqHKJ-STK9fhXqZ_5HLuy27Wwn8duj0WKy6sKvc2_tzQq8uezKidYRuDRnwZ0kEv-JJlJqoFO__EeyxLbJ4m_HAHDXV8yb2BFM/s200/souby+n+i.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292672094102553810&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;January 2009 started early at 9 am. We dragged our groggy heads out of the bed and got ready to go to the beach!.. We had planned to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Vagator and Small Vagator beaches, Chapora Fort and stop by at Candolim Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; on our way back.. We had hired a car for that day @ 1000/- per day. So we bundled up in our Alto and were off to Vagator. The routes in Goa are easy and we were there at Vagator within ½ hour. We were hungry and the grumblings in our tummy were stronger than the urge to settle on the beach… so we looked for a place.. We found nothing much at Vagator except for the beautiful view..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So we went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Small Vagator Beach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;also known as Ozrant Beach and found a lot of small shacks off the beach, up on the cliff. The route to the beach is a flight of steps down a cliff…shaded by palms. We first settled at this empty restaurant and ate to our heart’s content – pancakes, omlettes, English breakfast et al. We also found cute little shops and bought some shorts etc. Walked down the flight of stony-steps and landed at the beach. This Beach is extremely rocky, the sand is not as soft and clean as the one in Colva Beach… but nevertheless it was beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyHBAvhyKozAHj4MNBGSZubpuRNDzbxf3tD_nnCXEAPYh0bktdYVs4a6ne5ahID49YOQyi2PMw6HnCYYy7qdOhCiky0dumzvotzEPAckbjalBWQ4aG7bspQO0OLC9iqQaRPKWTDiC30UX/s200/me+5.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292675762429224914&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;apple-style-span&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The Little Vagator area is further divided into three parts: Italian beach, Tel Aviv beach and the main strip. The first two are named after the nationalities that pretty much occupy the sands there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; The beach is pretty sparsely crowded and is quite a ‘hidden’ beach so as to say! It has about 10 shacks on the coast and is filled with mostly Westeners. We went to the far end of the Italian Beach and found 4 lovely sun beds to settle on. As I told earlier, when we reach a beach, we settle! :)… The men went into the waters and we ordered beer and breezers… After a while, S and I decided to walk down the length of the beach to the farthest end. This, my friend, was almost a nude beach… very very sexy ladies (can give anyone a run for their money) …very very sexy men… and we also found some famous faces amongst them… At the farthest end was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;rock carving of Lord Shiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and the carvings of the Cobra created around 4 years ago. An unknown foreigner from the Hippie Era carved these. They were beautiful carvings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikbo5e0oXfKN2a0BpwrbSoniklEq_awFjG_0QqoQAhm9SMmUpf0VSwzWVYlZguF5q-kYGaA_5O7Sraa35Dm7-YJ_cR7XZuF22-v4wWwEYeiLO6dcVi40PCJF2dkQN45mciKH2MLux6J_W6/s200/me+6.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292675329525907362&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Having done that and stared at the innumerable eye-candies, we moved towards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; Chapora Fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;. It was about 4PM and we had decided to watch the sunset from the fort. The climb up Chapora is not so wow… it was difficult especially if ur wearing ‘chappals’! hmph.. Nevertheless we reached the top and made our way to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;‘Dil Chahta Hai’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; point. There were a number of Saifs and Amirs and Akshayes that we saw posing.. We waited for them to get off and went ahead with our posings. That is when we discovered a small opening, which leads to outside the fort area and towards a section of the mountain that a few men were going to. We decided to trek it. The walk was beautiful.. the view on both sides was breathtaking – one side was the Large Vagator Beach and the other side was a section of Goa which looked like a fishermen’s colony. We went to the farthest end of the mountain, from where it was just the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; sea and the skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;! Sigh.. Settled on a rock, we watched the sun go down.. another great sunset added to our memories!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi58N9RcM2BTwNBq_nRcQgH4scf8YF0XbrDQ1exD-qpyS4b_MGZyDF_1ekSXGCFkJduZUeICgidTlqBsF1WVE9WAKjqQoORkIKxpZJ-IGIPJ3Xubwj4P7mt20NSsUCylE0aoJkL0vcUUynv/s200/me+8.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292674843716147570&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We came back..tired… exhausted and satisfied with the day.. somewhat sad that it was going to be the last day!!!… We drove in silence to Candolim Beach… which we realized is SO not a night beach.. It looked dull… lonely and very very boring. So after having a drink or two at a shack.. we came back to the main roads. We were hungry… and decided to park the car and walk into any of the many restaurants. The way we saw it – the restaurant with the maximum number of people will be our choice. So we chose one and entered. Unfortunately it was all wrong – starting with the drinks which were delayed.. he gave us a wrong version of chicken Cafrael… and oh the food was pathetic..( I will not give you the name..coz frankly I don’t remember)! We came back home.. telling ourselves that its ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We were up the next morning quite early…coz we had a train to catch at 3pm. We decided that we will not waste the morning in our room and checked out at 10AM. We hired a car and went to Baga Beach. Some of us had to shop a bit for family back home and I wanted to take something that would remind me of Goa. We shopped a bit.. and saw this restaurant called – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Electric Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;. They claim to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“The best cocktails in town”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and even validate it with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; “Lonely Planet”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; says so! We decided; leaving Goa without cocktails would make the trip incomplete. So we settled. The owner-cum-bartender Mr. Ramesh was absolutely adorable. He helped us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy2-LJpz2dILzsJQW1IzLdfprbOFFqzPPCggtiZCS6uA5lXvWtiMvXpf99nZLM6V_61WipQioWjC7R1BqvSO3gxna8lym_SoO6ZT2Du9UQCAhd1bp8H9CNl-wqe5bHd5mnn6PFQSLH0Zcd/s200/cocktails.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292672507062954514&quot; /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;choose cocktails, made us comfortable and even let us enter: behind the bar (pun unintended)! We intended tohave only 1 cocktail each but ended up having 2 each and a lot of yummy Goan food.. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Chicken Xacuti and the Pork Vindaloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; were heavenly.. the afternoon sun and the cocktails made our last meal in Goa even more special. 2 hours later and wishing we had cancelled the train tickets, a little tispy us walked out of the restaurant and were on our way to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;the station – ofcourse wishing through the way – wishing the train leaves and we jump onto the nearest beach shack…! Sigh… but no.. the train had to wait.. coz we have to go back the paradise and finish what we had not completed in this trip. Us marketing guys called it the – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Recall Value&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/8581821305921512075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/8581821305921512075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/8581821305921512075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/8581821305921512075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-different-world-world-of-goa-day-3.html' title='Its a Different World - The World of Goa - Day 3'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIOsSIsGa-gZ29WinvgMnEUtI_VrnmyloHx0yW2T1ZjsXqHKJ-STK9fhXqZ_5HLuy27Wwn8duj0WKy6sKvc2_tzQq8uezKidYRuDRnwZ0kEv-JJlJqoFO__EeyxLbJ4m_HAHDXV8yb2BFM/s72-c/souby+n+i.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-9110111982397518032</id><published>2009-01-08T21:51:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:08:17.928+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Goa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travelogues"/><title type='text'>It’s a Different World – The World Of Goa… Day II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZV4FTpN-phu6nTkjUuCpWx6X6bJ5CNbffRXyh0rG4oI6bd31pqqGcG92WiLuGlGsajRKV4Jj44IO_1pb1kSvzgkt0Ydbr9COLoMYUt7fmbN_RyJIiYsvPEf_KX0CP65SLNY7YPkAIw2_/s1600-h/sunset.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZV4FTpN-phu6nTkjUuCpWx6X6bJ5CNbffRXyh0rG4oI6bd31pqqGcG92WiLuGlGsajRKV4Jj44IO_1pb1kSvzgkt0Ydbr9COLoMYUt7fmbN_RyJIiYsvPEf_KX0CP65SLNY7YPkAIw2_/s200/sunset.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288961732618344706&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Someone at work had told me about the picturesque and serene beaches of South Goa… Palolem, Varca, Benaulim and Colva to name a few.. We took the car with the driver (we wanted self-drive..unfortunately we didn’t get one..So we had to settle for a driver)…and drove to Dona Paula Beach.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Now I had read on the net that &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Dona Paula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the place for ‘water sports’!! What crap! It had nothing…! I swear..it had families walhing the promenade..there was no beach….what a dissapointment!.. We lost a bit of heart…had some lemonade..(hehehe) and started our journey to &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Palolem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(a huge recommendation by a whole lot of people)… That’s when the driver broke the news to us – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Palolem is 80 kms from Dona Paula!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPed3gWEmDc3DGIgnMhrNfHBY0hl5LVOoEOz1jOu2BACad7alBtu2ohHgOEzOpiErVdwCpQGL5jdRx1l2ADvwYwt7SCaTRw1y1TrAyMNcyn0heez2yiNQ8rQVhcGjcz4Nidi_MWMwVX_U/s200/shadows.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288961181320237490&quot; /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;That was when we fell for the lure of the ocean and stopped at &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Colva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…and may I say, that was the best decision we made. Soubhagya, when he had come to Goa earlier, had eaten at a place called &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;‘Kentuckee’ at Colva Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..We were famished with all the travelling and no breakfast. So we decided to be wise and stopped at ‘Kentuckee’. It was a hot afternoon.. we were snappy and famished. We ordered &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Breezers, Feni and starters&lt;/span&gt;…ofcourse! We ate in silence till our bellies were full enough to start jabbering! &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We enjoyed the afternoon sun, yearned for the beach and couldn’t wait to dig into the delicious foood…which when I call ‘delicious’ is actually ‘very very good’!! The chicken was succelent, the fish was very well cooked and the feni was Awesome! We finished our lunch by 3PM and hopped onto the Colva Beach.. it was quiet crowded..Mostly with the families and the kids and the so called ‘&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;TT Golds/DMRs&lt;/span&gt;’ (our Pet Names for the pounchy leching uncles in dirty skin colour chaddis…yuck yuck!) We walked upto a &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Beach Shack on Colva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which had 2 empty sunbeds and just when we were about to settle down, a very small man came running to us asking &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“yes… what do you want… 300/- per bed”&lt;/span&gt;. We said, &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“ok.. but can we have 2 chairs also please?”&lt;/span&gt; He refused point blank and said &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“No No…only 1 bed for 300/- and only 1 person per bed”&lt;/span&gt;.. Well WTF? I got a bit agitated... it was as if he was looking down upon us… and told him &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“can you please talk a bit politely and that there were some foreigners sitting nearby – 2 on one sunbed!!”&lt;/span&gt; His answer made us all fume – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“Those are 15 days old…those are regulars…”&lt;/span&gt; We left but not before giving the man a good piece of our minds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Without wanting to get insulted further, we walked towards the north… and spotted a few nice beach shacks with relatively fewer crowds a little up the beach. That is a little less famous – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Betalbatim Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I must thank the ‘little rude man’ for leading us to that beach ....  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFf1LipRFylGUazQFXxvsL5oA-6ClZoNxNHrkgfaHRfvoG-lZmEhFtN72Q2_SvOyt6Bts1EI0SXm5gfy-9d29EX2Wf6-0Dj64vn7HKA_mWZ4JkKoZAGKkfv8VRhETO83ej0gTaBftrax1g/s200/betalbatim.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288960939082540866&quot; /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A beach shack called “Silver Spoons”! May I take the liberty to give it the Prestigeous Award of “The Best Beach Shack”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I approached 3 vacant sunbeds very cautiously… To my surprise, one of the shack boys came, smiled and asked me &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“how many of you ma’am? Please sit”&lt;/span&gt; (shell-shocked) I settled asked him to adjust 2 umbrellas towards us… and he asked me if I needed anything. I knew then, this is where I am going to be for the day! Done! &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The boys went into the sea for the ‘holy dip’ and &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I settled on the sun bed, with the sunrays trickling and gently warming my feet.. shut my eyes and drifted into a very beautiful slumber.. Listening to the waves and feeling the warm sun! Now this is what I call a LIFE and this is what I call LIVING!! Sigh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We decided to watch the sunset from Betalbatim and Silver Spoons… The beach was &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;‘silver sands’&lt;/span&gt; and the water was calm.. the horizon was beautiful. I ordered a &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Mojitos &lt;/span&gt;and settled on my sun bed to watch the sunset… and may I say..it was the most beautiful sunset ever… It was the best Mojitos I have ever had… It was the best Evening I have ever had! Sigh..Again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6INQ4ajBsEEyMrefqIHhgS-udFWxdbvb7o8sJh94dRO34qFPFBuIBCt8yHv-W5oDu_uNI901WL5FYlMNpUnUuDBi-ceuUbCUuKbvgTc2lG02ED7FoynyPFnirUJD4l3H54iJ04wuK9LjC/s200/shacks.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288961527903650834&quot; /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Now the sunset was done with and we saw the shack boys putting easy chairs and tables with candles at the edge of the waters… we got tempted…grabbed a set of 5 chairs and table and settled to have &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Dinner by the Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Maaan…who hasn’t dreamt of that? I did.. and it couldn’t have been better! There were waves crashing 20ft from our feet…there was a soft sea breeze blowing..the moon was shining down at us..Caribbean music was floating out of the shack.. now didn’t I say – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;It’s a Different World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!??! The day got over with a beatiful Goan Dinner of Fresh Fish grilled to perfection… Chicken Xacutti and Rotis.. Perfect..i say! The best beginning to a very promising and positive New Years!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Contd.. Next Post...&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/9110111982397518032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/9110111982397518032' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/9110111982397518032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/9110111982397518032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-different-world-world-of-goa-day-ii.html' title='It’s a Different World – The World Of Goa… Day II'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZV4FTpN-phu6nTkjUuCpWx6X6bJ5CNbffRXyh0rG4oI6bd31pqqGcG92WiLuGlGsajRKV4Jj44IO_1pb1kSvzgkt0Ydbr9COLoMYUt7fmbN_RyJIiYsvPEf_KX0CP65SLNY7YPkAIw2_/s72-c/sunset.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-5168058723503028965</id><published>2009-01-08T21:35:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:50:32.783+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Goa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Travelogues"/><title type='text'>It’s a Different World – The World Of Goa…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWnBwtwQw9rnlYQWklFKZBam9lLtAir4TuhBlDpla7QiG3mGXvNwU7-lHv-Y0CGWSrxAgWB9Z07SzSXjAz1l-QTQ1RBpLreliotjD-AZB_ovc1MSwSi8GwqMMhTAoBDjcR6ABQu5BOp7QM/s1600-h/me+9.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWnBwtwQw9rnlYQWklFKZBam9lLtAir4TuhBlDpla7QiG3mGXvNwU7-lHv-Y0CGWSrxAgWB9Z07SzSXjAz1l-QTQ1RBpLreliotjD-AZB_ovc1MSwSi8GwqMMhTAoBDjcR6ABQu5BOp7QM/s200/me+9.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288955476416155282&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We live in a world of cutthroat competition, maintaining real relationships, rising oil-prices, economic volatalities and routines. Every once in a while we like to take that much needed break… that much needed vacation…that much needed put-your-feet-up-and-do-nothing treats. And we do manage, we do manage to squeeze in a weekend getaway… a day-trip to the nearest tourist spot… a day of lounging at home and doing nothing. B&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ut there is nothing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;I feel that compares to a 3-day vacation in Goa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And before I start describing the most fulfilling, the most amazing vacation I have taken in recent times… I would recommend it to all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ah Goa… there are many ways to describe it – Sun, Sand, Surf, Parties, Beaches, Adventure Sports, the best sea-food, sunsets, sunrises etc etc etc. How I describe Goa – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;A Different World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;I am what you call – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;an avid traveller&lt;/span&gt;… bitten by the travelling bug (I watch Travel&amp;amp;Living and take notes for God’s Sake)… and Goa to be ranks right up there with McLaudgunj, Sangla Valley and French Riviera (My top 3 destinations that I have visited and LOVED!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;So we made this plan for Goa almost overnight.. We wanted to do something worthwhile for New Years and being in Bangalore and looking at its so-called ‘nightlife’ we knew it wouldn’t be possible. So we thought of Goa. We booked bus tickets and return train tickets, we booked a very basic hotel (essentially to just sleep and get ready), I did the research (which I just love doing before travellling), took printouts of ‘must-visits’ and ‘must-eats’! We were very clear that we did not want a ‘tourist’ trip of seeing churches and spots... we knew we needed a &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Relaxed Vacation of Doing Nothings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We were 5 of us (I was the only girl in the gang) – Arjun, Mukesh, Santhosh, Soubhagya and Moi.  A, S and I left from Bangalore on Dec 30&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; night by Poulo Travels – Semi sleeper for Goa. We were so excited that A was already in his so-called &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;“Goa Baby, Gear”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! It’s a different story that we froze to death in the bus; coz the man apparently ran out of blankets (&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;grrr as well as brrr&lt;/span&gt;)… Nevertheless, we reached Goa on time at 10 AM, got off at Panaji, haggled with an auto guy and paid him 100/- to reach our hotel in Porvorim (8 kms from Calangute).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We entered our room and it had 4 beds and we came to know we would only get 1 room for 5 persons coz there were no more rooms in the hotel! Panic struck and we started making calls to other hotels. Unfortunately they were all booked (what else do you expect, it was Dec 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we decided to give in and adjust. The other 2 guys – M and S arrived from Mumbai in the next 2 hours and by then we had already changed into our beach wears, ready to hit the very very famous &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Baga Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We bargained with the hotel guy – cum – Cab provider. We wanted to hire a car for the entire day and night, since we didn’t want to drive on New Year’s night, lest, some of us are too high (&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;responsible citizens you see...we were!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We got the car and we were on our way to Baga Beach, Baby! We landed on the beach and couldn’t contain our excitements… One thing that we observed was the fact that there were – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;so few people&lt;/span&gt;!! I mean we actually got 2 sun-umbrellas and 5 chairs at a shack… wow! &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It didn’t take us more than a minute to order our first rounds of &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Beer and the Golden-fried Prawns and the chicken somethings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… All we did for the next 15 mins was “Sigh…we are finally here... sigh… smile…sigh…we are finally here…sigh sigh…smile widely... smile at the neighbour next door…sighhh!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggg-vO9YugscZVfQ7pJMste1w5epoxiu3yX99yP07E_kEJTIpj6VUJzOdimSP6qS9jzoe7CcEIo5DvEG97QJRyj6816NmPqK-CdhY8xk7Ji1cceg2L1X-rCjvXjMM1aOH7svu_WSiRzfw-/s200/baga.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957319503719634&quot; /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;We spotted the &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;‘temporary tattoo wala&lt;/span&gt;&#39;. I called him, got a Sun designed on my shoulder… We spotted &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;jet-skis&lt;/span&gt;... and all of us decided to go and try that out. I did! It was the best adreline rush you get, when you sit there, hold the handle and zoom your way into the sea… with splashing waves…and salty water… wohooo i say!! &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; &quot;&gt;We were there for over 4 hours… the men had their ‘holy’ dip into the sea and came back satisfied! I was happy just listening to the waves crashing... the sun…the laughing happy people around… the beer and the food...It was almost magical and I said earlier – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 102, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It’s a Different World&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia; &quot;&gt;We came back to our room by 7 PM, quickly got dressed. By then we knew we were going to a club called – &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Aquatica at Morjim Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We had a choice between that and Tito’s. But we were shocked to hear that Tito’s was charging 3000/- per couple – Only entry and 4000/- per stag – Only entry!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;:O… What pissed us off about the place was when we called them from Bangalore, they told us that it was 1000/- per couple… We decided not to step into that place… B%$**y cheaters!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Well... it was Goa... the beaches...Therefore we even dressed for that... men in their three-fourths and light shirts and me in skirt and a top! Aquatica was quite far and in the interiors and we reached our destination by 10 PM. The entry was 1000/- couple and 1500/- stag…and let me tell you – it was &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;The Party Of The Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! You will know why….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtljqQVrOTh3U6WuP-D7vq9cfD1Swag88TOSlgiSRhg3Gz2xH3A14h42koduEhz7CgqHNf_cZey_IIIpKUgl26-o8DXOpwIuwFJqMpSImzeYHfGJTKNYOWegcXht5osZUWVkU6G5dIcpTg/s200/new+years.jpg&quot; style=&quot;float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957813383539138&quot; /&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;The party had 5 International DJs…the crowd consisted of Russians, P3s from &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Mumbai, Delhi and Bangalore and the whos-who of the TV and modeling world and hold-on... they were dressed in their finest silks and dresses and heels! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:O… And here we were in our three-fourths and skirts…. But then….its Goa... and you can be whatyou want to be! &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The party started around 11PM…and people kept trickling in till late. Very soon there were over 500 persons in the place..it was jam-packed and I havent heard better Trance in my life.. We took our drinks..some snacks (all self-service) and settled… It was the best Party we have ever attended and it was one of the most memorable New Years of my life!! We came back to our room by 4AM and were snoring by 4:10AM. We were up at 8:30 AM and got ready to leave for South Goa Beaches....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Contd...next post... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/5168058723503028965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/5168058723503028965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5168058723503028965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/5168058723503028965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-different-world-world-of-goa.html' title='It’s a Different World – The World Of Goa…'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWnBwtwQw9rnlYQWklFKZBam9lLtAir4TuhBlDpla7QiG3mGXvNwU7-lHv-Y0CGWSrxAgWB9Z07SzSXjAz1l-QTQ1RBpLreliotjD-AZB_ovc1MSwSi8GwqMMhTAoBDjcR6ABQu5BOp7QM/s72-c/me+9.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1744263248879091335.post-6923079141549431701</id><published>2008-12-29T14:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-29T14:52:28.870+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Go-Goa it is...Finally! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4SyOP_WZf1wQ9gc3YapU7zXNUQVNrg3m_rI-JI25RUafUiD0HO1XnSSki8aG82SalKKIcu_PybOjFWkU4mhvIf0ZdQcB_6aUd6WX31ldCY7aknMBv_lm0ALb7aaGg0VK-WBdzIbKOCU3/s1600-h/NewYearBettyNET.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4SyOP_WZf1wQ9gc3YapU7zXNUQVNrg3m_rI-JI25RUafUiD0HO1XnSSki8aG82SalKKIcu_PybOjFWkU4mhvIf0ZdQcB_6aUd6WX31ldCY7aknMBv_lm0ALb7aaGg0VK-WBdzIbKOCU3/s320/NewYearBettyNET.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285139775296898498&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the time has come for me to finally say &quot;I AM GOING TO GOA BABY&quot;!!!! After prolonged delays and forever crumbling of my Goa plans...its time..finally for me to get to the Land of Beaches...Moonlit Walks..Seafood...Tanning...More Beaches..Bike Rides..Churches..and Parties..! :D...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am off to Goa for New years with hubby and frends tomorrow and i promise you that there is gonna be a longggg longggg post of my experiences at the Land of Freedom!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is wishing everyone a very very &#39;Happy n Safe New Years&#39; and as i see a lot of Facebook status updates wanting &quot;a better 2009 than 2008&quot;, i wish you all the same as well. Let hope that 2009 brings in cheer, happiness, peace and joy in all our lives!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/feeds/6923079141549431701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1744263248879091335/6923079141549431701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6923079141549431701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1744263248879091335/posts/default/6923079141549431701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tanuanand.blogspot.com/2008/12/go-goa-it-isfinally-d.html' title='Go-Goa it is...Finally! :D'/><author><name>Tanu Anand</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04508904482257122797</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4z8UPwWCE9hMj-T1E0jBC5br9iSWRzFVhinF1Alpn8BLcHsH4kjh0ntVZJxocFZrH84TOhv2P2zCaIfUwQRNFcW9KAO1v02zFow_q9rTh6oYSlhgfR2ew8AtYZr9r8g/s220/me1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR4SyOP_WZf1wQ9gc3YapU7zXNUQVNrg3m_rI-JI25RUafUiD0HO1XnSSki8aG82SalKKIcu_PybOjFWkU4mhvIf0ZdQcB_6aUd6WX31ldCY7aknMBv_lm0ALb7aaGg0VK-WBdzIbKOCU3/s72-c/NewYearBettyNET.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>