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term="Volunteering"/><category term="Weaker"/><category term="Western Ghats"/><category term="Will"/><category term="Yoga"/><category term="Zurker"/><title type='text'>Written Insights of Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' 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term="Outsiders"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pride"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Work"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#16 - Kerala becoming the new work destination?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I used to say always that Keralites would be the only people to inhabit their own land by majority and yet migrate to other lands and grow out whether in India or abroad for work and settlement.&lt;br /&gt;
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I never thought there would be a day when my opinion would change. Alas! it has changed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Wherever I go now, I notice people from outside the state. Although majority of the migrants are from the neighboring states which is not a new thing around the country, I for one person never thought it could happen. It must be the labour-starvation that made this happen, but even the white-collar job hunt is going on here from outside. &lt;br /&gt;
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Even as I was having tea outside at a hotel this morning and brooding over this matter, two people next to me started to converse after having their food and I realised they were outsiders too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Call it my weird Keralite pride! Somehow this has made me happy that people from outside come here to work. Plus, a lot of people here can start learning other languages and dealing with people from all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;
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But now I wonder whether a day will come when Keralites will complain about their work being stolen here?&lt;br /&gt;
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So a few days back, I came across this site called Zurker which my friend referred me to.&lt;br /&gt;
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It appears, this is the latest rival in the SocialNetwork field created by the twins from whom Mark Zuckerburg stole the idea of Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;
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As Zurker is in beta test at the moment, you can only join on referral. &lt;br /&gt;
Want to checkout Zurker? then check my referral &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.zurker.net/i-79306-jdjymwayun&quot;&gt;http://www.zurker.net/i-79306-jdjymwayun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What is great about Zurker is that it claims to make all new members shareholders of its site! YEP, you gain a share in this site when you&#39;re a member and you can grow them more by referring it to more people!&lt;br /&gt;
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BUT I DONT BELIEVE ANY OF IT AND IT FAILED TO IMPRESS ME! &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/7236004735218890242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/05/speakout15-zurker-new-socialnetwork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/7236004735218890242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/7236004735218890242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/05/speakout15-zurker-new-socialnetwork.html' title='SpeakOut#15 - Zurker, a new SocialNetwork'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrnzZowqvK2eZVnnJsHsOyBsmnHL5mj4rp1RK0Rwz63H3sTHwM8mJgSf-JGMWrf3vcw_rx33fqzX6iJfNqgBKk61cQ0XmzbxrUVopvDSPUliPNW-TYZh0YAm4PTAPXi_0Eq9-IjWtVfTU/s72-c/lens19109754_1328417770z.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-9180291924254179146</id><published>2012-05-06T21:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-05-26T15:07:01.352+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bonding"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bowling"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coffee"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="College"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Get together"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="High School"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pizza"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relive"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reunion"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#14 - Bonding over a cup of coffee :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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It may be at the movies. At the bowling center. A hangout at home or outside. At the usual cafe.&lt;br /&gt;
While shopping. Over a coffee. Over some pizza. During a ride. May be just a get together where you get back to your crazy self. And not to forget, chatting!&lt;br /&gt;
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There is always a standard setup which gets you bond with a person anew. It also applies to get back with your friends to return you to your normal self from your stress filled day or to refill the gap when meeting after a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve felt this is why we keep our hang-outs because they help you to be yourselves with your people and even relive your good times even when things dont feel like anything possible as such (only in the most drastic cases of one&#39;s life).&lt;br /&gt;
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During high-school, my friends and I used to meet up at any of the usual cafes or at our friend&#39;s place.&lt;br /&gt;
During college, its been usually at the college canteen or at a shop near the ashram that runs our college or just at anyone&#39;s house.&lt;br /&gt;
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You can open up about what you felt that day or during previous ones.&lt;br /&gt;
Make new friends and concrete the foundation on something you built new.&lt;br /&gt;
Laugh about memories and smile with them recovering from those that pinched you before.&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you want to have a cup of coffee? :)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/9180291924254179146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/05/bonding-over-cup-of-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/9180291924254179146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/9180291924254179146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/05/bonding-over-cup-of-coffee.html' title='SpeakOut#14 - Bonding over a cup of coffee :)'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1XxY7XrNMa9g4QQlXjJtUtBFCkkWKjhdlbvhHT5ME5GjWbRKJ_QOgnndsbGf2i5hCP8LWgDXDUfWKcO_4J-omIXhyCMukrOLNetx_gJhjZNsVoV3Tm1R_-xVWkU_K7oa_AsIENaiX_xI/s72-c/At-Central-Perk-friends-16177737-600-849.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-8125904351100001229</id><published>2012-05-03T18:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-06-18T21:32:08.708+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Experiences"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Judgemental"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Judging"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#13 - Always think before you judge?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Always talking from your own experiences is the most authentic source perhaps for a person to convince others or teach others.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I chose that method recently when I had to talk or express my ideas.

In my last blog citing incidents at the airport, I pointed out about not passing me as one who is judgemental.&lt;br /&gt;
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Why? It is so because all of us tend to judge others without giving a thorough thought.

A day before leaving for U.A.E. last month, I was chilling with my friends after getting done with an exam and we get onto the topic of me leaving for holidays. A friend then joked teasingly saying &#39;so Alen returns to Abu Dhabi finally as a Man eh?&#39; to which I replied &#39;Haha, yeah right. I was man enough when I had come here. What is it that you have done which I haven&#39;t man?&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
He gave me a reply which although didn&#39;t fit the topic gave me a thought as hard as a brick hitting my head. A thought which brought me back to earth.&lt;br /&gt;
He answered &#39;I felt the comfort of running tap water recently, have you?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyday in his life, my friend had to draw water from the well till the bucket went full and carry it to his&lt;br /&gt;
house whether he needed it to drink or for something else; until recently when he installed a motor and could just open the tap to get water. It was a new thing in his life.&lt;br /&gt;
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Such a feeling isn&#39;t known to most of us who blindly get anything with ease when we need it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Although my question to him was not meant seriously in the slightest manner, it reminded me how we go on to judge about how others are, what they do, how we are better, how some people behave etc. but our conclusions aren&#39;t always true.&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;To put yourself in another&#39;s shoe&#39; is a phrase that we could profess than proceeding to judge someone.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/8125904351100001229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/05/always-think-before-you-judge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8125904351100001229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8125904351100001229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/05/always-think-before-you-judge.html' title='SpeakOut#13 - Always think before you judge?'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNKjJtDSYSueXmaTcVKVLzxBH7twwHFq-gAFNX6Ir4FdCJCDZTMhg1IKQqVPWu7NQeyL3BcTTqLuaoxgwI9mvAq3TQo_ZWnB6tRN5uuiKAj2uDUjAuKvbM3y3vST2q0JvN5zHGW4-ILKIu/s72-c/judgement.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-9092225266404636854</id><published>2012-04-25T02:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-25T02:43:26.873+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="5Secrets"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beethoven"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cello"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="OneRepublic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Orchestral Cover"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The Piano Guys"/><title type='text'>GoodToListen#2 - Beethoven&#39;s 5 Secrets - OneRepublic (Cello/Orchestral Cover) - The Piano Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
although I do have some songs lined up to share and pending, I felt this had to be shared ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;
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an amazing rendition.&lt;br /&gt;
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So three days back, I was unloading myself and my bags from an auto early at 5 in the morning, the sun still away from the horizons of Trivandrum. Yet the people were awake and living around the city. The airport looked busier than it usually did during the day and so I guessed that it was probably the prime time for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was excited about going to Abu Dhabi finally after a year and that made me anxious about how I fare through the airport procedures without having a problem. Due to that cautiousness, I noticed how the people, the crowds around me that walked in general turned to peculiar characters in the flight to Sharjah which I was going to board.&lt;br /&gt;
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There was a man who struggles to speak&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;and yet&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;asks the lady at the airport cafe in&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;while she replies nicely in&amp;nbsp;Malayalam. He stuck to talking&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;still and made her reply struggling too. She speaks better yet the whole thing looked awkward. In the end he&amp;nbsp;inquired&amp;nbsp;of every price there and bought cheap thinking he did good &amp;nbsp;but still managed to wipe out his budget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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There was a lady around her 50s who did not know to speak a word or write other than from Malayalam. She got around the whole way by talking and it seemed like it was all she did. Everything that she found hard to do, she accomplished it by complaining or shouting around the passengers who would then oblige to do it for her. It was evident by this that where she was going, it was for household work and I wondered if she would get her work done there by talking alone too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Keralites, as we ourselves have noticed, are people who mostly find it hard to do certain jobs because it doesn&#39;t stand upto their statuses yet go abroad to find themselves work for all those things they didn&#39;t like to go for at their native place.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another person I noticed was a man who with his wife and 3 children was stopped at the last scanning area before the boarding gate because he had 3 huge family size bottles of water in his bagpack. It is against rules to carry liquid above 100ml and here this guy had 3 huge bottles. The guy reasoned by saying it was for his young daughter. The security then allowed them to carry a bottle however the man still persisted on wanting to carry 3 bottles! He finally took a bottle and left after the security repeated his offer several times even when he didn&#39;t need to.&lt;br /&gt;
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That man even after being given a good offer although he was the one in violation still&amp;nbsp;couldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;accept it when he was the one doing the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don&#39;t pass me as judgemental. This is how we can notice things around and at times we can see bits of ourselves around through these things and even probably keep such incidents as reminders and mend ourselves. It was quite amusing to watch them too as I had nothing else to do other than passing off the airport procedures which was not much work. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/8723367023088489485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/peculiar-people-i-saw-at-airport.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8723367023088489485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8723367023088489485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/peculiar-people-i-saw-at-airport.html' title='SpeakOut#12 - Peculiar people I saw at the Airport'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-3627659310696515604</id><published>2012-04-07T20:49:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-07T21:37:42.751+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anti-Oxidant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hope"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Resolution"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#11 - Easter Resolution!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I&#39;m a very restless person. Cranky and grumpy infact lots of times. Resulted due to a habit of shoving away things that bother me.&lt;br /&gt;
Earlier, I was very good at shutting it inside and letting me and myself interfere with my problems and finish it. That was, however, plain burying it down somewhere until it came back to bug me real bad.&lt;br /&gt;
Then I learned to express it out somehow and it has been a good way to vent out, although keeping it inside or letting it out later still gives me a big headache for a while.&lt;br /&gt;
I had noticed that it gave me a bonus to burdens by adding a lot of stress to my face and body. I&#39;ve only looked older because of it and that should prove how many changes one goes through in looks by stress alone.&lt;br /&gt;
However, by God&#39;s grace the smile my face can put up has been bigger than ever. He probably let me have that one thing to put down these problems.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve realised that dealing with it at the earliest chance and clearing my mind from these unnecessary pounds of waste can take off a great deal of weight from my heart and wrinkles of my face. Talk about an effective anti-aging process along with those anti-oxidants from wine and ketchup :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Why a resolution now and not one for New Years? Why hopes up for this resolution?&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ll work for this resolution from Easter because it is something way more special to me than New-Year&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;
An oath taken between myself and God to keep the lent and reach the special day. I can finish that.&lt;br /&gt;
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One of the mini-hurdles accomplished in life with ease, I can say for He is with me always.&lt;br /&gt;
So I keep another one for Him and me.&amp;nbsp;Looking forward to accomplishing this effectively.&lt;br /&gt;
A good deed done to others along to myself hehe.&amp;nbsp;May God be with us all.&lt;br /&gt;
Happy Easter! Our Lord has risen!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;So this is what Aaron found the other day. Owlets from our relative&#39;s place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was happy that he had thought of getting the pictures. What a great sight, they are.&lt;br /&gt;
Their mother was confident with her kids being with them, since she was keeping watch from a tree.&lt;br /&gt;
Much better, one of them even nipped at Aaron&#39;s finger when he tried to play. Reason why Owl Mum was fine!&lt;br /&gt;
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Another incident that was good recently was how I learned to roast cashew nuts after plucking cashew fruits from the tree and biting them carefully, sipping the juice from it while trying to light a furnace in an old flower pot haha. My friends Riyas and Arun were those who introduced me to this very prevalent pastime amongst kids and elders alike in India who have come across a cashew tree. Shame, I noticed it in my backyard only when they came here hehe.&lt;br /&gt;
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They say the whole neighborhood gets to know if you&#39;re roasting cashew nuts... as if the aroma gets faster than sound! The aroma was fresh and different too! Especially when the nuts hiss in the fire when the oil within leaves and calls you to inform that it is about to be ready :D Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;
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Pictures like this can settle my point well, how one&#39;s Childhood can be great at the countryside here. It would be great if you can get your company from the surroundings and even better if you&#39;ve got people along.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gonna stay as one of my favorites! &amp;lt;3 &amp;nbsp;The kind where you sit alone and listen to it in your huge headphones as you go immersing yourself in an amazing potpourri&lt;br /&gt;
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The Dams in Idukki are signatures of man&#39;s power with science at such an early time. From the classes given by our Forest Ranger, I learned that help to built the Idukki Arch Dam was given from the Government of Canada. We were also told that even though the advancement in technology has taken a very vast stride in the past years, at the time of emergency when the shutters of the dam have to be opened, engineers from Canada have to be called to operate the equipment there as the ones in India do not know yet how to operate them. I considered that as a careless remark though.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Idukki Arch Dam, Cheruthoni Dam and Kulamavu Dam (which lies distant) together created an artifical lake that is 60 square km! (which is a really really huge size for those who aren&#39;t bothered by numbers).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Cheruthoni Dam, at a bird&#39;s eye view.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Walk from the Forest Office, Vellapara for around 2-4 kms towards Idukki town, there is a diversion leading to the Hills View Park &amp;amp; Govt Guest House, Idukki. Closing in towards the end of the walk, first, we saw a small monument stating the name of the emissary from Canada who had come and stayed for the construction of the Dams. A training area by the Indian Navy for professional divers is also situated here. Walk a bit more and you can find the entry gate to the Cheruthoni Dam where access is strictly prohibited without permission.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Cheruthoni Dam from within the Artificial Lake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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We were in luck as our teachers had already obtained necessary permits to visit the dam. It is a very long walk from that gate where you cover the Cheruthoni Dam and marvel at the structure and view around the artificial lake and then reach the other side of the dam. This leads to the Kuravan Mala* where you&#39;ve another long walk to the Idukki Arch Dam and then through a tunnel through Kuravathi Mala you can exit out at another side of Idukki. Signs of&amp;nbsp;architecture&amp;nbsp;were seen around these mountains. I had no count on how long that walk was but it was extremely tiring in the heat that day; but it payed off from the sight of power one could see with which the Idukki Arch Dam holds the water. Unfortunately, everywhere there Photography is strictly prohibited.&lt;br /&gt;
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Myth has it that when Sita was bathing in the river of Periyar, a tribal couple called KuravanKuravathi saw her bathing (not knowing it was a wrong). When Sita saw them, she screamed for help. Lord Rama who came in a fit of rage cursed them to turn into separate mountains for eternity. The KuravanKuravathi couple pleaded innocent and explained and Lord Rama realised the mistake. However since the curse was made, Lord Rama promised them that during KaliYug, they would be united again by man. Although this didn&#39;t sound like logic to us in the first case for Sita having made a huge deal out of it, the Idukki Arch Dam which was built between the Kuravan and Kuravathi mountains thus joining them; proved this to become true apparently.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The Kuruvan &amp;amp; Kuravathi Mountains joined by the Idukki Arch Dam.&lt;br /&gt;
Picture from www.subups.blogspot.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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If you keep walking without turning for the Cheruthoni Dam Gate, you reach the Hills View Park &amp;amp; Govt. Guest House, Idukki. The view from the Hills View Park (and the Govt. Guest House that border each other) of the Cheruthoni and Idukki Arch Dam is a breathtaker. The Hills View Park is also a great picnic spot for families with a huge pond within it which reminded me of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;View of the Artificial Lake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;The view of the Artificial Lake.&lt;br /&gt;
At the center, Idukki Arch Dam.&lt;br /&gt;
To the left out of sight, Cheruthoni Dam is situated.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Pond within Hills View Park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Note : Mala - Mountain&lt;br /&gt;
A detailed official description of these dams can be found at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.theindia.info/travel/idukkidam.htm&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;http://www.theindia.info/travel/idukkidam.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/8619008564804216768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/speakout9-eye-openers-from-idukki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8619008564804216768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8619008564804216768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/speakout9-eye-openers-from-idukki.html' title='SpeakOut#9 - Eye-Openers from Idukki Forest Reserves (3/3)'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl62DUs7ut_t_SZ0VqBehweRMdEz9i10WjwFgnqDy9CjqNimmrZmOCZ9jQPa_lDFmuA4l-9U459XRVZfd1fBNZUMhnR8r9KzObvO-ktoeUm7KnAy01ekf9t36n2W3YsDyU0MWkAs6q7Ck/s72-c/2012-02-28+17.42.24.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-8046097052795372123</id><published>2012-04-03T20:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:36:17.271+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaron"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Abu Dhabi"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Appa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Chambakka"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Childhood"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Church"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cousins"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Memories"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SpeakOut"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#8 - Covering up for Memories that should have belonged to Childhood (1/2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
Your childhood memories can be your constant resort to revive your happiness and they can be awesome especially if you had it in India. Sure not all can have it same, but I&#39;ve always wished I had something to remember as such from India.&lt;br /&gt;
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My childhood spent in India was only when I used to come for summer/winter vacations from Abu Dhabi and they would flash by so fast since it would be just a lot of visits made to many relatives.&lt;br /&gt;
I was brought up in Abu Dhabi, U. A. E. Since my parents used to work and I had my younger brother along, we seldom used to go out to play and would rather be at home or baby sitting when we were very small. A part of the reason why I was stuck at home was because I guess I looked out to make the most from within the apartment because all my fun and frolic came from the visits my cousins used to make. I had a lot of big brothers and sisters to look up to then and they were all the fun I wanted then. Other than that my constant joy was at Church from what I can remember. I miss the fun and happiness which both my cousins and Church used to give me.&lt;br /&gt;
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However, this pretty much proves that I&#39;m not much of an outdoor/sports person while my brother, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1238778897&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Aaron&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the opposite to this. He loves to go outdoors and catches the fun there and has covered up for all the time lost so in Abu Dhabi by using it here. Dislocated an arm after falling while climbing a tree, roamed around fields and played around, made good acquaintances and also does a lot of pastimes which I joined along with too.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eating from the &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chambakka&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chambakka&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tree&amp;nbsp;has been one of them (which used to happen even during vacations). Another thing to point out (or which you would have already deduced) is that I&#39;m an avid eater more than a writer, reader or traveller.&lt;br /&gt;
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When it is hot and I&#39;ve nothing to do, I go to my backyard and look around. Checking if there is something I want to do like tend to the animals (Appa* has made it quite a small farm out here)&lt;br /&gt;
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or walk around and watch the activity around silently, I go to the Chambakka tree to pay my homage and search for the &amp;nbsp;reddest chambakkas and eat a few, relish them especially if it is after a fast rain to feel the cold and moist but tangy taste charge me. Once that is done and I&#39;ve summarised to myself that all is good, I go back inside my den to cool off.&lt;br /&gt;
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Note : *Appa - Father&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/8046097052795372123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/speakout7-covering-up-for-memories-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8046097052795372123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8046097052795372123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/speakout7-covering-up-for-memories-that.html' title='SpeakOut#8 - Covering up for Memories that should have belonged to Childhood (1/2)'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXA2jpiBdhlN613sIkh2xf3EpwXfgqXiL4fo3BnLiilZOe4YxMDgrirrQg-tAgWHk1rSs-bOeomiQIAxOCrLBJ0TBCEgokvz5lzhvBYi3asJyh5r66f8K0xFX82tvoTHFm7sDPQgAtUDI/s72-c/100_0095.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-1724720272068080363</id><published>2012-04-02T11:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T01:42:37.751+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ForestFires"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Idukki"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Peermade"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SpeakOut"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Trees"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vellapara"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#7 - Eye-Openers from Idukki Forest Reserves (2/3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
As we came to our place of stay at Vellapara and went in and around the forest at Idukki what we noticed was we couldn&#39;t spot any wild animals of any sort except a blue parrot and green spider, but we saw a lot of dried up and burnt shrubs, plants and even trees. At first it didn&#39;t click to our slow minds that what we were seeing were huge wounds to an ailing forest. The weather was extremely hot once it was mid-day so it didn&#39;t occur to us but later seeing burnt trees at a lot of places, it hit me like a brick on my head that this could only be man-made. Suddenly the reason why all the signboards and constant repetitions to fight against forest fires dawned upon me. Forest Fires are 90% man made!&lt;br /&gt;
A talk with our Forest Ranger in charge enlightened us on the situation of how ignorant people set fire to these areas for personal purposes to try bring around some kind of cultivation or to protest against the authorities for wrong reasons. Another sad thing I realised was that this problem wasn&#39;t confined just here but everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;
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Peermade, another beautiful hill range in Idukki that borders Kottayam (i.e. where I come from) is one of the picturesque beauties where we camped for a week last December as part of the NSS activities. Even there one morning, we spotted a fire but I thought that it was done on private land so it didn&#39;t bother me much, but then I realised from Vellapara that the situation was all same around and &amp;nbsp;that land was not private.&lt;br /&gt;
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What these people do not realise is that they&#39;re setting fire to human lives along with this, maybe not directly on themselves but to their children who will suffer later from a weak and dying environment that has lost its ties with man. The Keralite&#39;s disinterest in involving with nature is already seen by the dependency on Tamil Nadu&#39;s vegetable and fruit produce. After the MullaPeriyar problem however the warning bells sounded loud and clear and even I have started working a bit in the backyard with my father at times who loves tending to his land in his spare time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways, back to the Reserves, it isn&#39;t that all is lost at Idukki. It still keeps its beauty despite the damage, with the variety in landscapes and trees and waters held around. It is a sight from heaven when you&#39;re there early morning. At the end of our stay, we were asked if anything caught our attention here and what we could do for nature. My answer was the Dams and the Forest Fires and that I&#39;m not the activist who could run around demanding changes but I can help make people aware from the contacts I have and the media I use to interact with people. Word of Mouth and the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;ve a friend on facebook called Obed De La Cruz from Philippines who is a brilliant guy. I met him on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.poemhunter.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;www.poemhunter.com&lt;/a&gt;, a site where you post your poems for people to read, share and get reviews from.&lt;br /&gt;
Talking with him after a long time and getting to know about his accomplishments till now gave me the push I needed for a long time to respond to the urge and get back on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;
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Obed De La Cruz writes beautiful poems and is a guy who voices for cultural excellence amongst students and his nation and more. You can catch him from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.obed-dela-cruz.blogspot.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;www.obed-dela-cruz.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;God bless him!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/4696629227932622990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/speakout6-motivation-to-my-comeback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/4696629227932622990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/4696629227932622990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2012/04/speakout6-motivation-to-my-comeback.html' title='SpeakOut#6 - Motivation to my comeback, Obed De La Cruz'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fQFyOC2hZEATz8db6KWsj9_Qt4mFo_EuMqypLJnJ1TfXABpk3wXn4u3UT0ibDtzxror_aK4Uu0fdn_-9TpTFGoSmfN6Hwh7GVODY4KNGn2ZHeEMmAfta10fqFBBPrFR83SQGKevZ6Ik/s72-c/536567_2774669456128_1539830830_31852737_1963231373_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-6362914919665618332</id><published>2012-04-02T10:15:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:07:10.023+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Autism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="IBNLive"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SpeakOut"/><title type='text'>SpeakOut#5 - Coping with autism, a poorly understood disorder from IBNLive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I read this today. All I knew the most about autism was from the movie &#39;My Name is Khan&#39; and I realised that that was nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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The place where we stayed for this visit was at the Forest Office&#39;s Educational Centre at Vellapara, Idukki built for students like us who come to learn from the place. It was very simple, neat and nice place with two big rooms for&amp;nbsp;accommodating&amp;nbsp;the visitors &#39;male&#39; and &#39;female&#39; and a hall for lectures, classes and movies on nature. The kitchen was kept outside and so was the dining area which made the dining part of our visit entertaining with our jokes around and letting us view the landscape around while eating. These were basically the places of our main interest at our place of stay. One can see the Cheruthoni Dam from where we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;
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The one thing unusual to us were the early morning trips to the terrace to do Yoga. &amp;nbsp;The main officer in charge of the Forest Office there made it a must that everyone who came there had to involve in Yoga to realise the grand experience that relaxes your body and does the repair and maintenance of your body.&lt;/div&gt;
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However that was of no interest to quite some lazybums like me. I didn&#39;t quit the practise anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;
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I can say proudly I loved the asana where you lie on your stomach just like how you sleep and snore on your bed in a cold morning hearing the birds chirp and the smell of the dirt on the land which comes when it goes moist from the morning dew.&lt;/div&gt;
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Around the end of February this year, the group of students including those from the NSS (a student organisation) and Zoology students from our College went for a Nature Camp to Idukki, Kerala.&lt;br /&gt;
I&#39;ve been to Idukki many times but this trip made me realise that the places there where I&#39;ve been to were merely the sides to it and there then I saw the centre of it.&lt;br /&gt;
Idukki has a huge part of Kerala&#39;s forest reserves, lying in the Western Ghats. Although on the way, you can see some of it, abandoning the road and going into the green side will only help you actually see the forest, its huge untouched haven of life that resonates peace and a prize to watch a lot of things beautiful move around with life which you cannot do without keeping silence. The Western Ghats as a whole is a breathtaker!&lt;br /&gt;
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Another good thing to watch out in Idukki is its dams. Idukki has a lot of dams that hold the waters of Kerala that power up our state, and also feed another. It was these dams that actually caught my attention the most from this trip.&lt;br /&gt;
What look like natural&amp;nbsp;reservoirs are actually manmade structures that not just hold water from a very vast area stretching around kilometres&amp;nbsp;but create power from it that benefits millions of people. The MullaPeriyar Dam, Idukki Dam and Cheruthoni Dam are the prime from these dams which are actually the current topic for talk amongst common people, activists and governments. About that, I&#39;ll explain another time.&lt;br /&gt;
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so this i write&lt;br /&gt;
completely unto thee&lt;br /&gt;
thee are rather those&lt;br /&gt;
the dear ones close to me&lt;br /&gt;
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i stay here, happy to serve as someone &lt;br /&gt;
as always with who you can confide&lt;br /&gt;
cause thats my purpose i see&lt;br /&gt;
a keen listener, the dear friend, i provide&lt;br /&gt;
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ill be there for you&lt;br /&gt;
to share your pain&lt;br /&gt;
to double your happiness too&lt;br /&gt;
wanna play in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;
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i stay here, happy to serve as someone &lt;br /&gt;
as always with who you can confide&lt;br /&gt;
cause thats my purpose i see&lt;br /&gt;
a keen listener, the dear friend, i provide&lt;br /&gt;
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ive put down my time&lt;br /&gt;
all for you all,&lt;br /&gt;
to talk about and settle&lt;br /&gt;
stuff about your rise and fall&lt;br /&gt;
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i stay here, happy to serve as someone &lt;br /&gt;
as always with who you can confide&lt;br /&gt;
cause thats my purpose i see&lt;br /&gt;
a keen listener, the dear friend, i provide&lt;br /&gt;
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i might be left alone&lt;br /&gt;
i might be swept along the raging tides&lt;br /&gt;
but whatever it is, if youre alone&lt;br /&gt;
unlike the others, in darkness i shall not hide&lt;br /&gt;
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i stay here, happy to serve as someone &lt;br /&gt;
as always with who you can confide&lt;br /&gt;
cause thats my purpose i see&lt;br /&gt;
a keen listener, the dear friend, i provide&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/5842336171858442161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/your-burdens-my-sorrows-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/5842336171858442161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/5842336171858442161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/your-burdens-my-sorrows-iii.html' title='Poem#22 - Your Burdens My Sorrows III'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-4554304097957617045</id><published>2010-11-21T20:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:12:22.179+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Brotherhood"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Fights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Peace"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Respect"/><title type='text'>Poem#21 - No-one&#39;s Great just by their Stupid Fights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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where is the love&lt;br /&gt;
why these fights&lt;br /&gt;
fights that last way longer&lt;br /&gt;
than the 101 arabian nights&lt;br /&gt;
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fight cause he aint family&lt;br /&gt;
yet fight with kith and kin&lt;br /&gt;
fight cause he&#39;s religiously different&lt;br /&gt;
fight cause his color aint the one on your skin&lt;br /&gt;
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fight cause you aint better&lt;br /&gt;
or fight cause you feel pristine&lt;br /&gt;
rather why dont you teach him&lt;br /&gt;
whats his cloud&#39;s silver line&lt;br /&gt;
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such helping hands can work&lt;br /&gt;
how could they bring you defect&lt;br /&gt;
if doubts and hates, you for no reason make&lt;br /&gt;
you lose your own respect&lt;br /&gt;
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all these fights for pride&lt;br /&gt;
makes your shine fade away so far&lt;br /&gt;
have the guts to chill and make others better?&lt;br /&gt;
then thats how you become the shining star﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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you call me utopian?&lt;br /&gt;
then how is it that we&#39;ve God?&lt;br /&gt;
dont give such clueless talk&lt;br /&gt;
like a kid says, only Superman can bend that rod&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
life is flawless as it can be&lt;br /&gt;
if you keep time to spare&lt;br /&gt;
dont sit and talk, brew negative thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
and create in everyone, despair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
like i said, life is flawless it can be&lt;br /&gt;
if there is time to spare&lt;br /&gt;
sew those torn up spots in life&lt;br /&gt;
live pretty decent in your wonderful flair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
pray to live life as beautiful&lt;br /&gt;
as the strongest of blues in the sky&lt;br /&gt;
like the clouds, snow white&lt;br /&gt;
that you may feel they might blind your eye&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i dont say always go out and play in the rain&lt;br /&gt;
who knows if then lightning strikes on your head&lt;br /&gt;
but if theres something good, that would make you happy&lt;br /&gt;
try it, why fear to tread?﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/9113816919203904729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-be-as-perfect-as-you-can-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/9113816919203904729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/9113816919203904729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-be-as-perfect-as-you-can-never.html' title='Poem#20 - To Be as Perfect as you can, Never Utopian'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-4307443584517957250</id><published>2010-11-21T20:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:19:04.184+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crazy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Poem#19 - Weird Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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to have everything&lt;br /&gt;
that makes you able to live so grand&lt;br /&gt;
yet behave like such is that state of life&lt;br /&gt;
as if &#39;har din life ka bajhe baand&#39;*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
to be bound by love&lt;br /&gt;
that makes everything else not matter&lt;br /&gt;
it can cause you to make the silliest thing be serious&lt;br /&gt;
and even crazier than the hatter&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
not just the love&lt;br /&gt;
that lovers share&lt;br /&gt;
but in every kind of friendship and relation&lt;br /&gt;
and never just that pair&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the love that may&lt;br /&gt;
even never be seen&lt;br /&gt;
but right when the concern kicks in&lt;br /&gt;
you wonder, he/she cares? from when did he/she?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
thats how weird&lt;br /&gt;
love can function&lt;br /&gt;
leaves you to decide when so perplexed&lt;br /&gt;
for questions that come across in life&#39;s junction&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
love changes it all&lt;br /&gt;
how people see&lt;br /&gt;
when even the rich feel so poor&lt;br /&gt;
while the opposite feels like a King or Queen﻿&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Note : *&lt;em&gt;(made it sound politely enough for &#39;a kick in the ass&#39;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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the answers are no&lt;br /&gt;
like theyve always been&lt;br /&gt;
no chance for me i guess&lt;br /&gt;
or has there been something i havent seen&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
always ive missed&lt;br /&gt;
even without knowing what it was&lt;br /&gt;
wondering why life wasnt right yet&lt;br /&gt;
be it the fun i need even if it had some flaws&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this is what&lt;br /&gt;
ive always wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;
music and art&lt;br /&gt;
and also some business too&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
not that business&lt;br /&gt;
that keeps me confined&lt;br /&gt;
rather running and satisfying&lt;br /&gt;
and really hard to find&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but it sure is hard&lt;br /&gt;
very hard to find&lt;br /&gt;
what is this thing&lt;br /&gt;
that suits my mind&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i need the action&#39;s fun&lt;br /&gt;
when i get the punch&lt;br /&gt;
that when i return it back&lt;br /&gt;
and gift the villain&#39;s back with a hunch&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
where will i get this key&lt;br /&gt;
when can i attempt&lt;br /&gt;
to lock my door to happiness&lt;br /&gt;
the one ive always dreamt﻿&lt;/div&gt;
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the drumroll comes in&lt;br /&gt;
i wonder why&lt;br /&gt;
whose grand entrance is it?&lt;br /&gt;
wait, is it from the sky?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
suddenly everything sounds the same&lt;br /&gt;
the audience just roars&lt;br /&gt;
its the rain!&lt;br /&gt;
wow, its already stolen the show&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the vast sky is painted&lt;br /&gt;
with gray and white&lt;br /&gt;
the air is filled and thrilled&lt;br /&gt;
and packed so tight&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the trees, the plants, the grass&lt;br /&gt;
they all gracefully sway&lt;br /&gt;
the breeze accompanied the rain&lt;br /&gt;
completing a musical in this natural broadway&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
different shades of green&lt;br /&gt;
is mostly all that i can see&lt;br /&gt;
the red mud washed away by the rain&lt;br /&gt;
in amongst it are my feet&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the ducks cry in glee&lt;br /&gt;
its like their prayer is finally answered&lt;br /&gt;
their joy can be sensed in their dance&lt;br /&gt;
even though they certainly aren&#39;t good dance&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/8299891105290669634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/colorful-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8299891105290669634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8299891105290669634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/colorful-rain.html' title='Poem#17 - Colorful Rain'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-4665602061753543254</id><published>2010-11-21T20:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:23:02.936+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Father"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movie Producer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Poem#16 - Dad, the Man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
why cut the credits?&lt;br /&gt;
where is your Dad!?&lt;br /&gt;
the hero to your movie!&lt;br /&gt;
the one with the moves! the Man!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the one who stands silently&lt;br /&gt;
who keeps you on the move when you halt&lt;br /&gt;
the distinct one, yet stealthy&lt;br /&gt;
the taste-giver, the salt&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
why forget to mention him&lt;br /&gt;
when the audience has to clap&lt;br /&gt;
he&#39;s the kind of producer&lt;br /&gt;
who never collect&#39;s his hit movie&#39;s cash&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
he&#39;s always paying in&lt;br /&gt;
giving what his movie needs&lt;br /&gt;
even if he has to stay hungry&lt;br /&gt;
his movie, his child, he&#39;ll feed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
when the movie becomes a hit&lt;br /&gt;
the director stands high&lt;br /&gt;
why forget the guy who actually let this happen&lt;br /&gt;
the guy who&#39;s pretty much always sidelined&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/4665602061753543254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/dad-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/4665602061753543254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/4665602061753543254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2010/11/dad-man.html' title='Poem#16 - Dad, the Man!'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-8059970027294389935</id><published>2009-12-16T15:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:45:33.244+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friednship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sorrow"/><title type='text'>Poem#15 - Your Burdens, My Sorrows Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
dont think you can fix&lt;br /&gt;
all your probs on your own&lt;br /&gt;
be it, if you deal it as some big rock&lt;br /&gt;
or just many lil stones&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
its not that you cannot,&lt;br /&gt;
but its just that we together should be&lt;br /&gt;
doing the solving, sewing it up&lt;br /&gt;
wasnt that our deal?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
you can&#39;t just turn yourself&lt;br /&gt;
into a new being&lt;br /&gt;
showing that smile, saying youre fine&lt;br /&gt;
cause i can feel it, that ain real&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i guess you think its ok,&lt;br /&gt;
the new you will act trouble free&lt;br /&gt;
nothing&#39;s really fine, even if no-one sees&lt;br /&gt;
cause this ain you but a drama, this makes me uneasy&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
guess you saw&lt;br /&gt;
someone else before i came&lt;br /&gt;
that caught your attention&lt;br /&gt;
that left you changed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
making you feel&lt;br /&gt;
that you were complete&lt;br /&gt;
prince charming was just great&lt;br /&gt;
the heaven was over you, the ground firm under your feet&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but just when slowly&lt;br /&gt;
times turned, and the peace was broke and incomplete&lt;br /&gt;
heaven left, it was raining on you, and you rained back with tears&lt;br /&gt;
when the very same ground shook under your feet&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it left you thinking&lt;br /&gt;
nothing was ever gonna make it right&lt;br /&gt;
i felt the change, the difference inside&lt;br /&gt;
even when you tried to shut it tight&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i knew you wouldnt tell&lt;br /&gt;
cause your mind was stiff &amp;nbsp;and stern&lt;br /&gt;
but i only wanted you to spill it to me&lt;br /&gt;
when you felt right, so i left time to take its turn&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
silly me thought u knew&lt;br /&gt;
that i was the one for you always there&lt;br /&gt;
but sadly u never saw and thought more of ways&lt;br /&gt;
to make me forget and not to care&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
you forgot, you just didnt get it&lt;br /&gt;
how much i meant when i said&lt;br /&gt;
it aint that you are a burden&lt;br /&gt;
guess i should have told you, i saw in you my Angel, Godsend&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
angels can be &amp;nbsp;just about&lt;br /&gt;
flyin around, makin things right and happy&lt;br /&gt;
but youre my special kind&lt;br /&gt;
different, but totally not crappy&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cause its when i see your smile&lt;br /&gt;
and know i helped it making it in you&lt;br /&gt;
taking out your grief&lt;br /&gt;
smooth out the creases, and make you be really new&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
cause like i said its a wound that grows in me, y&#39;know&lt;br /&gt;
seeing my deary, thinking they&#39;re a loser who’s so sore&lt;br /&gt;
Believe me let me walk right by your side&lt;br /&gt;
All the probs are gonna go, cause you&#39;re precious to me evermore than my life!&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/8059970027294389935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-burdens-my-sorrows-pt-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8059970027294389935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/8059970027294389935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2009/12/your-burdens-my-sorrows-pt-2.html' title='Poem#15 - Your Burdens, My Sorrows Pt. 2'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2822151845653939893.post-1862484722510601477</id><published>2009-12-16T15:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-04-04T12:48:08.318+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Creativity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Despair"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Expression"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Futility"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poem"/><title type='text'>Poem#14 - Dont Just Write Cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
dont write just cause&lt;br /&gt;
when u feel to cry&lt;br /&gt;
this isnt just a way&lt;br /&gt;
to have them see you whine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this aint just a medium&lt;br /&gt;
to show them your depression&lt;br /&gt;
thats why they hate to read&lt;br /&gt;
if it is about the happiness&#39; suppressions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
dont write just cause&lt;br /&gt;
you feel thats what you can all write&lt;br /&gt;
write about your joys,&lt;br /&gt;
and not just life&#39;s strifes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
you aint emo&lt;br /&gt;
so shouldn&#39;t be your poems&lt;br /&gt;
they gotta see the you,&lt;br /&gt;
the happy real one, go show them&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
dont write just cause&lt;br /&gt;
you think they dont know&lt;br /&gt;
the mini problems in life,&lt;br /&gt;
they always see it, its like an endless flow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
i know that you fight&lt;br /&gt;
with the feelings that make you blue&lt;br /&gt;
but get it right, its gonna be fine&lt;br /&gt;
i totally believe in you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
dont write just cause&lt;br /&gt;
thats what you feel and thats all that comes in you&lt;br /&gt;
theres stuff thats better&lt;br /&gt;
stuff that sounds way way cool&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/feeds/1862484722510601477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-just-write-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/1862484722510601477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2822151845653939893/posts/default/1862484722510601477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mindbasket92.blogspot.com/2009/12/dont-just-write-cause.html' title='Poem#14 - Dont Just Write Cause'/><author><name>Alen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10379210651112815224</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0zM4wB2WpfhPTmfYhM_osrSaNw9HxzszFfLM2Z5XuImgF1w0Y1uP9uqaWJbTzXiUO4OwPSdBbXL58y208qH2T4hygWEzeHBtcTxkUYi5gw718tr5WM1NqFkBKFLX3Q/s220/75290_10151008389351393_58247845_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>