<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 20 Sep 2024 23:14:57 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>life</category><category>fear</category><category>love</category><category>sea</category><category>Christmas</category><category>air</category><category>blue</category><category>choice</category><category>day</category><category>destruction</category><category>die</category><category>fate</category><category>freedom</category><category>fresh</category><category>guilt</category><category>happiness</category><category>humor</category><category>jokes</category><category>marine</category><category>melancholy</category><category>new year</category><category>night</category><category>ocean</category><category>possessive</category><category>random</category><category>sadist</category><category>sands</category><category>sleep</category><category>strength</category><category>sun</category><category>sunshine</category><category>vacuum</category><category>vendetta</category><category>vicious</category><title>Lackadaisical Thoughts</title><description>My mind has a mind of its own.Don&#39;t worry I am no schizophrenic person.I think a lot and I need to jot down my random thoughts somewhere before my mind gets exhausted storing it ;) so enjoy reading and don&#39;t go mad reading it.</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-1788299340371657259</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2017 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2017-05-10T19:29:12.402-07:00</atom:updated><title>A random day after work</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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So yesterday after a long hard day at work( ok long day at
work.. alright after work :P), I took a cab back home and on the way remembered
my hubby’s tattoo dream expedition was happening somewhere in the corner of a
mall. I derouted and went straight to the mall to see the insy winsy spider &amp;nbsp;getting inked on his right palm. Though I keep
pestering him to convey the symbolism , he keeps evading&amp;nbsp; my question saying he himself doesn’t know(hard
to believe ,could be true too). Now his desire grew and he wants a web right
from his palm to his neck and maybe his entire body too. Maybe then he might
ink some flies to give company to his spidey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So where were we, O yeah the movie.Since the inking ceremony
was only a 15 minute affair , by the time I reached he was done with it. Could
see a glimpse of happy tears (could be from the pain too) on his awestruck face
, a feeling of accomplishment. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A quick dinner at Harrys and we headed right to PVR cinemas
to watch Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2. Volume 1 never failed to amuse me. But
this one, Man..&amp;nbsp; it made me cry my heart
out. Tears rolling down my cheeks underneath the 3D glasses. Thank god , the
theatre was dark.There were swift movements on my face like I was moping it or
something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The best part of the movie was when it made me believe Quill
had a father and that he was not only handsome but a doting one too and in the
likes of God in that galaxy.Well that turned out ot be a disaster huh? However Groot
was too cute and the raccoon(lol I know this particular word irritates him more
than anything else and he would have bamboozalled me right away). The evil
sister turned out to be the one with the golden heart. Suprised , no doubt. However
, the ending will definitely make you go for the tissue papers. Such a great
watch with amazing sense of dark humour and sarcasm and yes, right to the
point. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Best movie I have watched in a while. Worth your time &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2017/05/a-random-day-after-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-327814991829177643</guid><pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 04:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-28T21:41:53.657-07:00</atom:updated><title>Telepathic Complications</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;This is for the sweet girls out
there who fall in love so quickly later to&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;it was just a mere
crush or so called&amp;nbsp;infatuation. So let me tell you one thing in advance.
Don’t expect me to spill out truth here all the time.Well... sometimes you need
to create the mystery element for my wonderful readers. In a girl’s world,
crushes are an integral part ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;So you believe in Telepathy?
Has it ever occurred to you it can be fashioned out with a few simple tricks ;)
The magic is assured to linger on for some time at least &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;Say, you want lots of
coincidences to happen. Pretend you appear everywhere out of the blue, but all
the time you are stalking the other person ;) pretty clean huh to outwit the
lame ;) But trust me, it works. The target is bound to feel surprised to find
you&amp;nbsp;wherever&amp;nbsp;they go. But make sure you are&amp;nbsp;up to&amp;nbsp;something
and not loiter around feeling embarrassed of being caught. And make sure to
give one glance, a strong seductive one ;) and then look somewhere. But make
sure you do this exercise with no regrets or guilty feeling at the end of the
day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;So the eye battle
always works. Now the talking part! You think a simple HI is the easiest word
to say to a person whom you have a crush on? Well... let me tell you from my experience.
You tend to swallow your tongue when you are around that person. You seem to be
lost in your own world and then you realize you missed
the&amp;nbsp;wonderful&amp;nbsp;opportunity of finally nearing your chances of a
rendezvous&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;your crush. You need to find the strength to approach
that person because you never know what you actually think you are interested
in might be the one repulsive factor ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;And the rehearsals???
Please avoid even thinking about it. You never know how tricky your mind gets
at that special moment. It has the ability to juggle words and like the search
engine&amp;nbsp;Google&amp;nbsp;blurt out something else even before
you&amp;nbsp;realize&amp;nbsp;what you said. So chill, if it’s a HI ,just say it and
keep your mouth shut and Yes, it can create a magic someday maybe...If it
doesn&#39;t , it’s time to replace your crush ;)Fag it out :P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;&quot;&gt;P.S: This is
purely&amp;nbsp;entertainment focused and terms and conditions apply here also ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/telepathic-complications.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-5197993184336295656</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2012 02:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-28T21:09:27.439-07:00</atom:updated><title>The &#39;in&#39; thing</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;You
awesome people out there don&#39;t expect me to highlight tips on new fashion
trends in this space. Well who knows in some&amp;nbsp;time&amp;nbsp;I might start doing
that ;) Well this is a short co incidence that managed to irritate me more than
how my eyes are irritating me right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;So
few days back, the mausam was showing signs of discomfort, well! For&amp;nbsp;Delhi&amp;nbsp;it
was the best. The winds were&amp;nbsp;fearsome, blowing its horn harder than ever,
rattling the steel sheds, swirling everything that came across its trail&amp;nbsp;,making
wild hair of feminine roots to act like a pine corn ,creating a nasty web of
all things dusty, the silhouette always mind-blowing . I guess I can go on and
on beautifying nature’s horridness but yes even that makes me feel closest to
Mother Nature.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Still
I am not getting anywhere near to what I wish to say. So here I go, straight to
the point.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;Sitting
on the fifth floor with glass covered panes masking tall buildings, I could
hear the hustles of dancing trees and I couldn’t resist myself from vacating my
seat ,running toward the lift, press the ground floor button and there I was
out in the wild, free from black monitors ,chilling ac’s&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; busy people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt;&quot;&gt;I
could feel my tress flying high and I was enjoying the warmth it was giving me
without asking for it. I stood there letting the wind caress me for some more
time before I realised what was happening. Mind it, I was so happy that I didn’t
want to miss any of it and then the atrocious thing happened. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;My eyes were
smothered with dusty mist and I was blinded by something that is too
embarrassing to reveal that I didn’t care to wash my eyes. I went back, packed
my bags and left. Reached my destination, had a wonderful dinner with someone
special and ran back home and after lots of fun with my dear roomies I managed
to sleep. Next morning, disaster!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;My right eye
was swollen and it was paining like hell and whom to blame? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Mother Nature?
For letting me enjoy her for pretty good time? Or did I do something wrong with
her? Whatever! I got bitten by the smug and kept sulking over it and finally
decided to see who else but the next best thing to GOD, a Doc! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Did I ever
tell you how I used to hate going to doc’s .Well I guess that’s a different
story altogether ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;So I dress up,
wear my sun glasses (you never know how windy it can get but yeah it was Sunny
too ;)) and reached the doc’s place, waited for some time, and finally he arrives;
A cheerful smile and a funny look. I told him my ailments and after taking a
look at my wide open mouth, he takes his writing pad and jots down the
medicines for me. Here goes the list&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;Crocin ,
Citizin ,Otrivin and all things ‘in’. I gasped at the list and then the doctor
and I whispered to him in my mind.” Dude! I am freaking having an eye pain not
a bloody cold”. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;He was good
in ripping a hole in my pocket and I left abruptly, thanked him for his genius
discovery, bought those medicines anyways and now still with the pain on my
eyes I keep writing and staring at those tabs and wondering how a stye can make
you believe in imaginary things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/in-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-1828690562051598198</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 08:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-15T01:13:59.389-07:00</atom:updated><title>life as it is</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;&quot;&gt;I am not
sure if I should start freaking out already thinking about the world nearing
its end. Somehow on the back of my mind I feel I will get to see the world
standing healthy on its tiny little toes for a zillion more years.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;&quot;&gt;Whatever has
happened and is happening I still feel it’s not creating any impact on the two
legged creatures. They still move on and worry about silly everyday things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;&quot;&gt;Isn’t it
time to live the moment and forget about everything else. I don’t wish to get
philosophical nor act like a preacher .You may or may not be here tomorrow and
the reality sucks. So better start doing things that makes you happy. Be with people
who make your life better. Trickle down happiness. Shell out your energy.
Forgive yourself. Above all believe in yourself and your abilities. You are braver,
stronger and smarter than you think you are. You are here for a purpose. You can’t
leave unless you accomplish it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ascii-theme-font: major-latin; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-hansi-theme-font: major-latin;&quot;&gt;So be a &amp;nbsp;good Samaritan and live a life closer to
nature&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria, serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ok. So this some recent hot news that’s splashing across all
news channels and the title itself will make everyone glued to the television screen.
Ahem, careful with the hands. What??? I am saying not to raise the middle finger.
For Christ’s sake, can’t you people leave small things small? &lt;/div&gt;
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Now back to our discussion. So these 2 innocent ministers
were under stress and what’s the best medicine for stress? Watching Porn???Note
that one of them was the “woman and child development” minister. &lt;/div&gt;
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Hello??? Do u realise the minister has to do his basics. He needs
to understand everything about women. He is no Mel Gibson in “What women want”
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Enough with the sarcasms. Is it that big a crime to watch
something like this while a heated debate was going on? Is that the reason they
demand resignations from these two human beings? Yes, to err is human. But how
is it different from these two idiots imagining porn playing in their
intellectual minds and not giving any sort of attention to the meeting? Is it
then deemed a crime?Hell yeah,screw the new technology that is&amp;nbsp;ruining&amp;nbsp;even the kids of this generation.&lt;/div&gt;
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But anyways we the people voted for these little men who think
they are doing a wonderful job? So who’s there to blame? Them? Or us? Or should
we just put the blame on Global Warming &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Wingdings;&quot;&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/bangalore/Two-ministers-caught-watching-porn-film-in-Karnatka-assembly/articleshow/11794727.cms&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/bangalore/Two-ministers-caught-watching-porn-film-in-Karnatka-assembly/articleshow/11794727.cms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/political-adults-only-mishap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-980688968405156517</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 19:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T19:32:09.942-08:00</atom:updated><title>Your story?My story?doesn&#39;t matter...</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;When you think your story is the worst drawing in the world, take
a moment and think about others around you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I was cribbing about missing my family for a few months, as I had to
join my work. &amp;nbsp;I pitied myself like anything.
My good friend came on chat asking me about my vacation, and all I did was fret
about unnecessary things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Just then he shared something with me and all I could do at that
moment was pray for the soul of the poor girl who died of blood cancer. Why does
god play funny games with innocent souls? Why would god need younger souls in heaven?
Is he experimenting with his creations again?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Why was I so disturbed? After all it was a girl whom I knew in
name and stories only. Still I could feel the pain and more than that, the fear
that was gripping me hard from inside. Why do people get so disturbed when they
hear about death? Why does it scare them so much?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Is it the missing part or the leaving part that is scarier. Both I
should say. Leaving because you believe you are leaving all; you feel you are
missing all the good times that are yet to come, which I figured out later
should be a strength that we should all inculcate in ourselves, to ride over
suicidal thoughts that can possess us during our hard times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Now here I am putting down my thoughts, still slightly disturbed
inside but what’s my worrying got to do here. I give my condolences to my friend,
console him and feel his pain. And then that feeling gave me an idea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;A small play I made up, to fight my fears. That, God calls, those he loves, early to his abode, and we need to be happy for them and not
cry because our happiness can make them knock on heaven’s door quicker and their life will find meaning when they are anointed with god’s grace...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/your-storymy-storydoesnt-matter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-942594197127962342</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 11:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-02T03:28:43.032-08:00</atom:updated><title>self inflicted fear</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
We are all so good in fooling others,and little do we realise that its a trick that we play to run away from ourselves.We are afraid of many things..Ever wondered why??Its the fear injected into us,ever since we were born.What if we were brought up in a jungle like mougli and tarzan.Will we ever be afraid of the wild???never..But then we will always be afraid of Humans.The only thing in this little world,we should ever be scared of..Human smell can make you pump the adrenalin to the greatest peaks.make u sweat..the fear will never die.it entangles you like the octopus, crushing you slowly to death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All sunday classes and church teachings make you wiser..yeah ..thats what you really think???/bull s**t.It screws you up like anything.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing they teach you--Never commit mistakes and if you do,confess!!!WTF??&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about the dilemmas of an innocent child who has been a victim of molestation??got trapped in the hands of a paedophile??Childhood memories given by a lesser god..Guilt will always be a part of him.For trusting GOD,for trusting people who were dear to him,fooled him right from the moment he was born.And no wonder rebels are born...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All laughing faces crying inside ,break free and fight.Throw away your masks and face the cruel world...
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/self-inflicted-fear.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-7126694263936612402</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2012 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-05T08:01:04.389-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blue</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marine</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">melancholy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">night</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ocean</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sands</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sea</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sun</category><title>The Deep blue Ocean</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Mood swings can make your mind dance a lot according to the different tunes your heart plays.It&#39;s like the deep &amp;nbsp;blue ocean that lashes out at the shore for no fault of its own or maybe who knows what tricks the minced little beast plays beneath the ocean.It might be tickling the blue sparkling beads, when its taking a nap ,letting it roar, jump and froth on the shore ;) or it can be the&amp;nbsp;melancholic feeling&amp;nbsp;of a dying marine soul that makes it want to weep and wanting the shore to lend a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/div&gt;
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The ocean is the greatest listener.Trust me! You can tell anything to the ocean and it will bury all your secrets and quench your soul with the peace nothing life-like can ever give you.The soothing sound of the frolicking waves and the gushing waters that try to catch your toes,its all part of the journey you undertook years ago when you were born into the hands of the phenomenon called fate!&lt;/div&gt;
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Fate is the decider of your so called future,which you always failed to&amp;nbsp;realize , can do nothing unless you choose to do&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;about it&amp;nbsp;.Yes,take a breath and look at life, like the ocean sees it.So calm and serene,it looks from a distance , making the biggest orange star take a dip in it in the evenings.ha ha,right in your face!It can take different forms like a sly magician and the uncanny lies in its ability to fool you and make you believe things that you wish you could actually believe!&lt;/div&gt;
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Its a little bit funny how the shore and the ocean have lived together all these years in perfect harmony.All the sorrows and joys being shared, all the beautiful times spend together,the bright sunny days and the mourning moonlit nights.The lovely feeling it can give you when you are a part of it and I am longing to amalgamate in to this&amp;nbsp;marvelous miracle...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;https://pinterest.com/rochellejoseph/&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://justlackadaisicalthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/deep-blue-ocean.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJ3rdGFJDSpdLERgL4mlcQWHG2Ud2-0ov6rp0eoGCvhq5lJgy1m1QBRaygPkck7QKwGxKDLtNMQnZUiWnlXc-hrw_7_mdItdaXPcNohZjqRL7YMNKq6ATi1-WN9TuVJhrH2q4fvR4Tkjy/s72-c/ocean.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5498508551482848477.post-1708266427741042493</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 17:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-15T21:55:29.083-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">die</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fear</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sea</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">strength</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">vacuum</category><title>life&#39;s little tricks</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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Sometimes you get caught between the sea and the devil and those are the moments you test your strength.Giving up is for people who are weak inside.Never say die. I have always lived with that motto in life and I never regret clinging on to so called hope because in the end &amp;nbsp;the truth prevails.&lt;/div&gt;
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The nothingness life sometimes throws at your face,Shag it out.Its not worth it.&lt;/div&gt;
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You know life&amp;nbsp;doesn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;have a defined set of rules.All you need to do is get into the boat and sail across the oceans!&lt;/div&gt;
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Fear only sucks out your strength.Embrace the pains,take up all challenges with a smile.Hail the&amp;nbsp;vacuum and the peace &amp;nbsp;it gives you.&lt;/div&gt;
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I am always thrilled when I hear the word Love because that is the reason people survive.You know,You should be lucky that you are born because from the moment the zygote forms, it is because of love making ;)&lt;/div&gt;
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So we are surrounded by love all the time.&lt;/div&gt;
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But when does it start diminishing from our lives? Any idea? Even I don&#39;t . I always feel its a choice.. You can love someone,anyone,everyone,the entire world.I am not telling you to be a kissass.But you need love to survive in this world.Your life is empty without that feeling.&lt;/div&gt;
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Love can sometimes create a vicious circle if the experience is painful.But its up to you not to get trapped in the negativity that will pull you down so low that it will be very difficult to come out from that black hole.&lt;/div&gt;
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The soft cloud and the sun meets to create the beautiful rainbow but then will it be formed without the rain???&lt;/div&gt;
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Ever thought of hunting for love..Well,it happens to those people who is so desperate,who is so insecure,that they will do anything for love.They wont mind pouring a bucket of water to make the rainbow on a dried up cloud and a flaming sun,forgetting the fact that its the end of sunshine in their lives...&lt;/div&gt;
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Love is the fresh air that fills your cozy little room.You leave the windows open all the time so that it can keep refreshing you but if you close the windows you are letting it get stale.You cant win love over freedom..try it and you will know what I am talking about.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;I keep pondering about this stupendous
thought and the memories linger on for a longer time. Opinions keep changing,
so do priorities. Experience of my near and dear ones have taught me to stop
blabbering about all beautiful things life has given me but I never forget, I
am just a human and as human as I can be, not an angel nor a saint. I love the
essence of life and all miseries it makes me drink, because in the end it makes
me realise, it&#39;s worth it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;What’s so much to fuss about a happy life?
Because I do believe that Happiness is a choice, a conscious one that decides
what you really need in your life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;A sadist finds immense pleasure in hurting
someone. But Isn&#39;t he a happy individual free of guilt? So, does that mean
guilty feelings play an important role in deciding your happiness? yes, of
course!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;You can&#39;t be happy and feel guilty at the
same time. And if someone says yes, well they are faking it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;But why is this feeling so powerful??It’s
so powerful that it even takes control of your mind and your heart. Self
destruction is the worst sin anyone can commit. It’s even worse than suicide. Because
when you commit suicide and if it’s a success ;-) tada, you are gone, you are
dead. No need to go through life&#39;s turmoil again. But self destruction, i.e., destroying
your mind completely, is worse than dying. Your body will be the only thing
that will be alive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Fear factor is the only thing responsible
for making you feel guilty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif; font-size: 13.5pt;&quot;&gt;Living without fear is out of choice or
may be, more V for Vendettas should be born to take away our fears...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my first post on random thoughts and what more can I think of than the&amp;nbsp;random est&amp;nbsp;of thoughts&amp;nbsp;that&#39;s gushing out from my mind right now.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been thinking a&amp;nbsp;lot&amp;nbsp;about life and all things alike..Well ha ha..Christmas has come and gone .a million happy new years escaped my life without bidding goodbyes..&lt;/div&gt;
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Ahem..I need justice..Justice for all the fun I missed.All the lovely precious moments that I could have had.Well,&amp;nbsp;there&#39;s&amp;nbsp;a saying right..Time and Tide waits for no man..Well ,it waits for no woman either..&lt;/div&gt;
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I want to feel humor in everything I see..Well ..people do take you&amp;nbsp;seriously&amp;nbsp;right ;) so I have to carefully deliver the jokes.. mind you,its a small world out there,waiting to gulp you down unless you escape from those vicious claws ..&lt;/div&gt;
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live and let live and peace be with you... and with this I am off to sleep :)&lt;/div&gt;
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more random thoughts on the way for better tomorrows...&lt;/div&gt;
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