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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://apps.facebook.com/godwantsyouprod/index.php?source=news110_name_img3_msg396" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"&gt;On this day, God wants you to know&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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... that today is a good day to reconnect with an old friend. Real friends are a rare treasure. Don't let daily buzz obscure what is really important, - your relationships with people you care about.&lt;/div&gt;
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and I just did.. n it feels really really good... :) thanks Tito.. all those scoldings did make me feel better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612005998423473993-4948446854437846537?l=nurungumanikal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I am standing at that junction of life, where I see 3 paths. One leads to my career, lookout for a new job etc, second one leads to my health, as i have to urgently reduce some 10-12Kg of my body weight, as &amp;nbsp;I am over weight now ( I like to blame it on my hypothyroidism and diabetes, but I know it not just that). Controlling diet &amp;nbsp;and doing exercises are just what it takes, but.. you know... And the third one leads to my family, adding a member to our family. My daughter is 3 yrs old now, n I myself am 29, so i feel its not a good thing to postpone it - thinking about this also needs the path 2, cos I cant go ahead without reducing my weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sigh! Doesn't seem to be a big task here, or confusing this right? But, it is, for me. I have been working from home for the past 4 yrs, which made me out of touch with many technologies in the field I work (but i do know many technologies, which others hardly know about). But I am not confident in giving interviews :| which makes me sound like a tensed school going kid, who is scared about exams. But believe me, this is not a good feeling. Having 8.5 yrs experience in what I do, and still not confident enough for an interview.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've been praying a lot these days, cos I am not able to understand what i should do first... will continue doing that till i get answers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;God, hear me and answer me please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612005998423473993-927066799017745270?l=nurungumanikal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I realized that - &amp;nbsp;I am happy, I will be happy, cos I deserve to be happy - cos I am the best, and I will be the best... come what may... I kept on telling myself this, and I realized that i was becoming more and more happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Talking about the people I met in Twitter, I met some people, who had created a group in Twitter names AMIT - Association of Malayalam Idivettu Tweeters - they wrote hilarious Malayalam tweets. Their tweets never failed to make me laugh. Got &amp;nbsp;a few good/close friends too from AMIT, though one of them created lot of unwanted scenes later on, leading to many people going against him - that's another story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I found an extended family there in twitter - &amp;nbsp;lil brothers and sisters and friends... most of those I met there were younger to me. I got a nickname 'Amoontamma' meaning Ammu's mother - Ammu being my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It was fun altogether, but later I realized that it was taking up too much of my time - my work was getting affected - &amp;nbsp;i was kind of addicted. Anyways, I have taken a break as of now. I am still in touch with those friends through chat or calls... that's life.. when you realize that you are left alone, God gives you many more to give you company! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612005998423473993-3346907459387582227?l=nurungumanikal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I got too busy tweeting, ( Twitter is a micro blogging site too), so i thought its easier to micro blog my thoughts than actually blogging those. Actually, i got lazy to blog, when i can easily micro blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And Yesterday, I quit Twitter. And I feel really happy that I did. Cos it was eating up a lot of my time n energy. It was draining me out emotionally too, cos i was getting attached to people I met there. But now, My mins feels free. I do have good friends from there, with whom i can keep in touch through calls &amp;amp; chat or emails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, I hope I'll be here more often. I want to write a lot, write about lots of things, lots of positive things cos I am tired of being negative n being sad all these years.. God has blessed me a lot, n its high time i accept it and let people know, n try to make a difference in their lives too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;All the best to myself! and to those who read these!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612005998423473993-5934907436378710825?l=nurungumanikal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I dreamt a dream....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You must be thinking whats so special in that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, the thing is that, I havent slept well for years to see a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I dont remember when i slept like a baby before this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But last 3-4 days I was able to sleep well.... know why? I had a guardian angel to take care of me... The angel sat near me whole night... to make sure that I dont wake up frightened cos of any bad dream... when i felt cold, the angel hugged me tight to keep me warm... the angel kept telling me not to be scared cos the angel was there near me... no one will touch me while I slept... no one will look at me or disturb me in my sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yesterday i tried to figure out the face of my guardian angel... i tried to figure out whether it was a female face or a male... I've always thought that angels are female... is that right? I dont know... cos when i looked yesterday, the face wasnt clear... but i could see a smile... and that smile reassured me that I am safe there... safe in the arms and wings of that angel....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I closed my eyes... I didnt know if it was a dream or reality....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know one thing... i slept... and i had a dream... wide, long pathways... full of thick trees and full of grass.... butterflies.... a lake nearby.... flowers all the way... It was so beautiful...... i just wished for a second, if it was real... but i knew... its just a dream... when i looked around, i couldnt find anyone there... i thought i was all alone in that beautiful place.... i looked again... there.... there........ faaaaar away, under a tree, stood someone..... I coudnt figure out who it was.... i tried to walk to that figure... but as i kept walking, it seemed to move more and more away from me... I started running.... I got tired running, running... but i coudnt reach there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My heart said... dont worry dear... you have enough time left.. just keep running.... keep focusing on that figure and run..... I started again... running through the grass, flowers, ran past the butterflies... through the side of the lake..... as i was nearing, i could fugure out someone standing there... facing the tree....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I was about to reach near that tree... and I slipped and fell down..... My leg got hurt.. but i didnt care the pain... i was too anxious to get to the tree.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I got up and looked to the tree longingly.... but..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;That figure was gone.... i looked all around... he was gone.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tears started coming in my eyes... I didnt know when it started flowing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I ran around the tree, hoping that he might be there somewhere... but... all in vain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I sat there... on the shade of that tree.... crying... tears flowing continuously.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Looking to the lake... and there.... there i saw him... sitting near the lake....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I wiped off my tears and started running again....... all the way to the lake.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But again.............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm still running.... but i'm not able to catch him..... i just want to see his face... I want to know who he is... why is he making me keep on running around like a mad girl to reach him.... why is he giving me so much pain before I see his face.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;May be, its not time yet......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Life's just a dream.... I wish I could see this dream over and over again..... so that everynight, i could keep running.... and soon reach him... run into his arms... and stay there for ever.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;That was a dream of mine, and 5 years later, as i stand here, i understand the dream very well now... I was running after something/someone... I found the man of my dreams... about 4 years back.... n i have a happy life now, all thanks to God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;But wait.... it was not after him that i was running all those years in my dreams... It was after my Lord my God.... yeah, thats right, i was running after Him... But my directions were not correct, or may be it was not time yet.... but now, I have found Him, my Lord....  And I'm happy that , even if it took time, atleast i found peace and happiness and solace in him! and yes, i do sleep peacefully now, i dont wake up being frightened of anything, it doest take me more than 5 minutes to sleep once i go to bed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;I am happy God, cos you gave me what is the best for me, and I will always be thankful to you for that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/612005998423473993-3913671162112123278?l=nurungumanikal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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