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Besides its beauty, the things I notices about Manali are:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. The air is very clear, fresh and clean. In short, still very unpolluted&lt;br /&gt;
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2. All shops including the fruit vendor ensured that they use paper bag instead of poly bag ( This&amp;nbsp;doesn't&amp;nbsp;meant that I am an environmentalist..heh)&lt;br /&gt;
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3. The people are very good. A very simple example: the auto rickshaw drivers are not there to cheat you. (We reached Delhi in the morning and the auto driver tried to take an extra night charge..whew). I guess the weather greatly affect the people.&lt;br /&gt;
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4. Tea/Coffee are really really good&lt;br /&gt;
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As I've never seen a snow in real life, we got really excited with the first clear view of snow on the hills.&lt;br /&gt;
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We reached Manali in the morning and this is where we enjoyed our tea and bread-omlette&lt;br /&gt;
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The Yak ride...I mean photo session with yaks. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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In a Manali traditional dress; it's really warm, and a photo session with the sheep&lt;br /&gt;
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This is a cherry tree (quite different from &lt;a href="http://farmville.com/"&gt;Farmville &lt;/a&gt;Cherry tree *GRIN*&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We were advised to take only a small thin sweater with us as summer has started. Well, we ended up wearing this big furry jacket and bought a new one for ourselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Snow water......seems to be very fresh but freezing cold&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A Manali woman. I have noticed that the women worked really hard but this lady is all smile for the camera&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The year 2010 is sure brings a mixed up emotion to my family. A new nephew of mine, the sweetest one anyone could ever ask for. He brings joy to the family. On the other side, my cousin sister and my aunt were diagnosed with cancer. Fortunately, the operations were successfully. At the end of the year, we are happy. Thank you, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Looking back at the year, I asked myself if I bring joy to anyone’s life. Did I achieve something great? I have no answer to these questions. What I do know is that I did hurt someone and I am sorry for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Being away from home for a long time now, it is sad to hear demise of our dear and close ones. A few days back, I was shocked with the news of the untimely death of LMSA ("Lalmalsawma" but that's how we called him) whom I've known for so long; we have been in the neighborhood for so long that I cannot even recall how I know him. All I can say is that he was one of the best person I know. Besides him, I have lost some close friends like Rocky, Lalrintluanga, Frederick (an old classmate) to name a few. It's hard to&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;that I will never see them in this world again. I still think of them and still wonders. I could go on and on but enough of talking about dying here..heh! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Looking at the brighter side, I am in good health; I have great friends, great family, good job and colleagues and oh, a roof over my head &lt;span style="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;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And a new found brother, family&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;LK..hehe. For all these, I thank the Lord up in heaven. If I am to repay for all these, it would take me forever to pay back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I really wish I had spend my Christmas and New Year back home. I really had good time last year with my family. Anyway, hope we all will be well and spend the next and more Christmases and New Years with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;To end this year, here's a small prayer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, thank you for your countless blessings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for wonderful families, best friends, job and a great team&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord, do bless all my dear and loved ones with health, wealth and wisdom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Happy New Year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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There was this guy who really took care of his             body. He lifted weights and jogged 6 miles everyday. One morning he             looked in the mirror and admired his body and noticed that he was             suntanned all over with one exception, his penis. He went to the             beach, completely undressed, and buried himself in the sand except             for his penis which he left sticking out. Two little old ladies were             strolling along the beach. One was using a cane and upon seeing the             thing sticking out of the sand, began to move it around with her             cane. Remarking to the other little old lady, she said "There             really is no justice in the world!!!"&lt;br /&gt;
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The other little old lady said, "What do             you mean by that?" The first little old lady said, "Look             at that........&lt;br /&gt;
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When I was 20............... I was curious about it.&lt;br /&gt;
When I was 30............... I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;
When I was 40............... I asked for it.&lt;br /&gt;
When I was 50............... I paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;
When I was 60............... I prayed for it.&lt;br /&gt;
When I was 70............... I forgot about it.&lt;br /&gt;
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And now that I am 80, the damned things are growing wild and I am to             old to squat!" :D&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Definitions of words by gender...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
THINGY (thing-ee) n.&lt;br /&gt;
Female: Any part under a car's hood.&lt;br /&gt;
Male: The strap fastener on a woman's bra.&lt;br /&gt;
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COMMITMENT (ko-mit-ment) n.&lt;br /&gt;
Female: A desire to get married and raise a family.&lt;br /&gt;
Male: Not trying to pick up other women while out with one's             girlfriend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Some great tips on love and relationships by kids between the age of 5 and 10...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS THE PROPER AGE TO GET MARRIED?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"Once I'm done with kindergarten, I'm going to find me awife." (Tom, 5) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and  that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date."  (Mike, 9) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"You should never kiss a girl unless you have enough  bucks to buy her a big ring and her own VCR, cause she'll want to  have videos of the wedding." (Jim, 10) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;CONCERNING WHY LOVE HAPPENS BETWEEN TWO PARTICULAR PEOPLE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"No one is sure why it happens, but I heard it has  something to do with how you smell. That's why perfume and deodorant are  so popular." (Jan, 9) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;ON WHAT FALLING IN LOVE IS LIKE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"Like an avalanche where you have to run for your life."                (Roger, 9)&lt;br /&gt;
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"If falling in love is anything like learning how to spell, I don't want to do it. It takes too long." (Leo, 7) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;ON THE ROLE OF GOOD LOOKS IN LOVE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"If you want to be loved by somebody who isn't already in your family, it doesn't hurt to be beautiful." (Jeanne, 8) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"It isn't always just how you look. Look at me, I'm  handsome like anything and I haven't got anybody to marry me yet."  (Gary, 7)(hahahahaha...i love the confidence)&lt;br /&gt;
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"Beauty is skin deep. But how rich you are can last a long time." (Christine, 9) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;CONCERNING WHY LOVERS OFTEN HOLD HANDS: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"They want to make sure their rings don't fall off because they paid good money for them." (Dave, 8) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;CONFIDENTIAL OPINIONS ABOUT LOVE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"I'm in favor of love as long as it doesn't happen when 'The Simpsons' is on television." (Anita, 6) &lt;br /&gt;
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"Love will find you, even if you are trying to hide from  it. I have been trying to hide from it since I was five, but the girls  keep finding me." (Bobby, 8) &lt;br /&gt;
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"I'm not rushing into being in love. I'm finding fourth grade hard enough." (Regina, 10) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;THE PERSONAL QUALITIES NECESSARY TO BE A GOOD LOVER: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"One of you should know how to write a check. Because  even if you have tons of love, there is still going to be a lot of  bills." (Ava, 8) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;SOME SUREFIRE WAYS TO MAKE A PERSON FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"Don't do things like have smelly, green sneakers. You  might get attention, but attention ain't the same thing as love."  (Alonzo, 9) &lt;br /&gt;
"One way is to take the girl out to eat. Make sure it's  something she likes to eat. French fries usually work for me." (Bart, 9)  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MOST PEOPLE ARE THINKING WHEN THEY SAY "I LOVE YOU":&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"The person is thinking, Yeah, I really do love him. But I hope he showers at least once a day." (michelle,9) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;HOW TO MAKE LOVE ENDURE: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
"Spend most of your time loving instead of going to work." (Tom, 7) &lt;br /&gt;
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I got a call from Sarah yesterday saying '' Nute, arn't you coming home?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: "Of course, I am"&lt;br /&gt;
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Her: " You are not going to be here for my birthday. Do you remember that tomorrow is my birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: "Of course, honey, I remember" (I lied a bit...stopped counting the date)&lt;br /&gt;
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Her: "So, does that mean that you are not going to be here for my birthday?"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: (Tough question) "Sorry sweety, I won't be able to make it..still stuck up with my work"&lt;br /&gt;
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Her: "Well, if you are not here, we are not going to celebrate it"&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: "Why not??" (bit surprised here) "You have to celebrate whether I am there or not..and be happy"&lt;br /&gt;
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Well..the conversation goes and with her saying "I really miss you".....and I really miss you too, darling. I really wish I could be there.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sarah, it's hard to believe that you have turned 10 this year..wow..it seems like yesterday when I hold you in my arms and dressed you up. Yes, I used to take you to Aganwadi and you were barely able to talk.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, how I missed you and love you.&lt;br /&gt;
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I really wish I could be there for you on your special day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tough I am not with you, remember that my heart is with you and I love you with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Remember that you have been such a blessing to our family; specially to your granny.&lt;br /&gt;
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I love you, Sarah and Happy Birthday to you! I thank God for giving you to me, to us.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know that people loved to pull my legs - you are this old, you are still single...get married..oh, you are such a senior-single-with job lady, you are scaring the guys away...and all craps...which, are not hilarious but have to smile out of politeness.&lt;br /&gt;
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I used to see it this was - okay, they make fun, it's fine. How many people do not live long enough to see the stage I am in? How many of my classmates had lost life? How many got married and led a not-so-happy-envious life? I feel so blessed. Thank you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;
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Okay, looking back at the years that I had spent, I asked myself:&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Have a been a good daughter?:&lt;br /&gt;
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For others to see, I may not be a problematic daughter - free from drugs, never dressed over the top, never awkward make up, a grad now with a job. But, had I been a good daughter? If I have to be rated, I know that I won't be rated high. There are so many things that I regret.&lt;br /&gt;
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2. How do I rate as a sister?:&lt;br /&gt;
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I remembered their birthdays and sent my wishes every year..and..ok. on my defense, I am the youngest so they should be looking after me :D...and they never remember my birthday unless I remind them over and again. No good wishes till now...&lt;br /&gt;
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This is how I fair as a sister.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. How about friend?&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;I listened all the craps they can talk about with patience :D and sometimes try to help them out. But if I compare the time I gave for my friends to all the things the do for me, it become so little.And yes, these days, I spent so much time alone, which is really bad..My PC and my net become my best friends now&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I am not going to ask how I am as a Boss or as a colleagues cos I know I am the worst, the most impatient, you name it and I am that.&lt;br /&gt;
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To make it short, I am thankful that God had guided me throughout my life and blessed me with another year. Thank you Lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-5517498906086002056?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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        Vasant Vihar, New Delhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 2nd April, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This is all after church activity :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends called up saying that Boomarang will be performing Live and invite us to see them play and then later to have dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I call myself a Fan? :D  Ok, I like the band very much and proud to read and hear about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDpeQupZI/AAAAAAAADh4/MdJwTaTjnQg/s1600/4498847046_4ea404a89c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDpeQupZI/AAAAAAAADh4/MdJwTaTjnQg/s400/4498847046_4ea404a89c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457311228243125650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDz1N1Q0I/AAAAAAAADiI/BKOaPzo2XCs/s1600/4498912990_5b8e81ba78_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDW-q21pI/AAAAAAAADhY/QsW5n86Jsx4/s400/4498215453_62f5e6690b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310910525134482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDStMJhBI/AAAAAAAADhQ/a_FL_U_QDno/s1600/4497223863_4bc99f4872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDStMJhBI/AAAAAAAADhQ/a_FL_U_QDno/s400/4497223863_4bc99f4872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457310837113455634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two could not turn their head/neck for the next 4 days...hahahha...when you call them, they turned themselves without moving their heads..lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S7xDfU7WNSI/AAAAAAAADho/p2sqiVf9DtE/s1600/4498287547_ef29d1d6a2_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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This is the time when I really really need my father to talk to - pouring my heart out and listening to his thoughts and make me understand what is right for me. Pa, I really need you these days - it's been so tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many times when I envy those who still have their parents alive and well. I'd looked at them and questioned them in my thought "Do you know how fortunate you are to have both your parents with you?" "Have you thanked God for blessing you with parents?" - endless  questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much tougher it will be for my Mom, looking after the family without my father. Each day, I said a silent "Thank you for my Mom" prayer and I do not want God to take her away too. This might sound selfish but I want her to live for a very very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I will never say goodbye to you my Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;cause I know this is not the end for us to see each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You will only be going to a place where there’s no pain nor suffering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I am happy for you, for you will be with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For now we need to go in separate ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/death/poetry.asp?poem=21738"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, Jesus, as You are listening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;in your home above;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Would you go and find my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and give him all my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.netpoets.com/poems/death/0319006.htm"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-985827204182470969?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I kept telling my self to do it ASAP and here it is, finally..whew!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you stay in New York for a week, you will see everything. If you stay for a month, you will see some thing (place), and if you stay for a year, you will not see anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing goes for me as well, I guess. After staying in Delhi for 5 yrs, I finally managed to see the great Taj Mahal and oh, it is so so sooo beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went in a tour bus that came to pick us up. The journey was somehow tiring as it took 5 hrs or more to reach Agra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached there, the first stop was at &lt;a href="http://www.tajmahaltourism.com/agra-tourism/agra-fort.html"&gt;Agra Fort&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I see an ancient building/fort, the one thing that always comes to my mind is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How safe these/this place will be if there is an earthquake (touch wood)&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;img src="http://www.wackyb.co.nz/yh/Yahoo_v700426_Smileys/yh700426_10.gif" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always admired the laborers and the architects during those days when looked at the magnificent forts.  How hard these people have to work to built it as those days they do not have the modern technology. Not to forget, the emperor or the king who could build it..how wealth they would be during those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68muSLgUJI/AAAAAAAADgE/_VSlEcfs3i0/s1600/DSC07539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68muSLgUJI/AAAAAAAADgE/_VSlEcfs3i0/s400/DSC07539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453620250364891282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mpwq5OCI/AAAAAAAADf8/7GoIjNKcP44/s1600/DSC07542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mpwq5OCI/AAAAAAAADf8/7GoIjNKcP44/s400/DSC07542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453620172650264610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interior decoration is just so wonderful, and beautiful. I don't know what to say much but I can tell that they were really really advanced in architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mjuepokI/AAAAAAAADf0/NrqV7fkszzw/s1600/DSC07550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mjuepokI/AAAAAAAADf0/NrqV7fkszzw/s400/DSC07550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453620068982825538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place gave such a nice angle. This idea was given by the photographers swarming around - offering you to take your pictures for a price and give you the developed photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mcmm6DSI/AAAAAAAADfs/tkPPIxQLmIw/s1600/DSC07564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mcmm6DSI/AAAAAAAADfs/tkPPIxQLmIw/s400/DSC07564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453619946610887970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, our next stop was finally to the &lt;a href="http://www.tajmahaltourism.com/about-tajmahal/history-of-tajmahal.html"&gt;Taj Mahal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen and read about The Taj Mahal several times and always tell myself that it is a "must see". As we entered the gate, we were full of excitement and the moment I saw it, I was lost for words. It was so beautiful and enchanting. I stood still for sometime admiring the beauty and kept on saying "it's soooo beautiful,,it's wonderful..." on and on &lt;img src="http://www.wackyb.co.nz/yh/Yahoo_v700426_Smileys/yh700426_105.gif" /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, back to the world, the first picture I captured of the Taj Mahal..not the best in the world but it's ..quite beautiful..not bad &lt;img src="http://www.wackyb.co.nz/yh/Yahoo_v700426_Smileys/yh700426_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mHLmjSNI/AAAAAAAADfc/nBh0RrWxNaM/s1600/DSC07587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mHLmjSNI/AAAAAAAADfc/nBh0RrWxNaM/s400/DSC07587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453619578584385746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mWKTf9NI/AAAAAAAADfk/ZdtmrgJsikk/s1600/DSC07599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68mWKTf9NI/AAAAAAAADfk/ZdtmrgJsikk/s400/DSC07599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453619835934078162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68l8ZFDavI/AAAAAAAADfU/pU3ekf1Z2lU/s1600/DSC07606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68l8ZFDavI/AAAAAAAADfU/pU3ekf1Z2lU/s400/DSC07606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453619393223420658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68l2ZliAUI/AAAAAAAADfM/R6KcJbD2ROA/s1600/DSC07594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68l2ZliAUI/AAAAAAAADfM/R6KcJbD2ROA/s400/DSC07594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453619290280427842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the late &lt;a href="http://www.taj-mahal.net/augEng/textMM/seatengN.htm"&gt;Princess Di sat&lt;/a&gt; when she  the Taj Mahal. This seat was a Hot Seat and you have to fight to be able to take a snap..lolzz..and you don't even have the time to focus on the angel..the most important thing is that you sit there and took a photo..&lt;img src="http://www.wackyb.co.nz/yh/Yahoo_v700426_Smileys/yh700426_4.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68lsqS-wvI/AAAAAAAADfE/u9cK28XuPPw/s1600/DSC07617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68lsqS-wvI/AAAAAAAADfE/u9cK28XuPPw/s400/DSC07617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453619122967331570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we moved the two other temples - where Lord Krishna was born and the other where he played as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a Hindu march (that's how I call it) near the temple where Lord Krishna used to play as a child. I captured a few pictures of that march and here is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68u1mCUm3I/AAAAAAAADgM/x5zuZzGtUPc/s1600/DSC07625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S68u1mCUm3I/AAAAAAAADgM/x5zuZzGtUPc/s400/DSC07625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453629172047190898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though how we go is quite convenient, I would suggest people not to take the tour bus as it takes too much and and most important - if you want to see only the Agra Fort and the Taj Mahal. After visiting all the places and went home, we reached back home at 2:00 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No next time or if you want to see the two mentioned place only, here is the best option:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Take train from Del to Agra (3hrs and even AC Chair costs around Rs. 300)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hire a taxi to take you to Agra Fort and The Taj Mahal (if you are in group, you can contribute) or a bus (my guess is there will be bus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Take a train back to Del (3 hrs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This way, time is less consuming as you will used up only 6hrs Vs 10 hrs journey (to and fro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I simply must add the snap of our guide who couldn't stop smiling after I clicked this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S69YG0LowaI/AAAAAAAADgU/tzrzsq7VtX4/s1600/DSC07566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/S69YG0LowaI/AAAAAAAADgU/tzrzsq7VtX4/s400/DSC07566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453674547878871458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-4500684293912771495?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We went there as a team and it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUrzdsamZI/AAAAAAAACt0/f41UAy5Z1fU/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUrzdsamZI/AAAAAAAACt0/f41UAy5Z1fU/s400/pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365242694226057618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how to swim but I spent most of my time here; it was great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUpE_cRKmI/AAAAAAAACts/oFEz-q35GVw/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUpE_cRKmI/AAAAAAAACts/oFEz-q35GVw/s400/pic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365239696808028770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best ride...the best slide...I sure had fun sliding down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUouh2c4FI/AAAAAAAACtk/5pdQxJty3jk/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUouh2c4FI/AAAAAAAACtk/5pdQxJty3jk/s400/pic5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365239310907662418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUoRHXvdDI/AAAAAAAACtc/OBTzLQA5ivw/s1600-h/pic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUoRHXvdDI/AAAAAAAACtc/OBTzLQA5ivw/s400/pic6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365238805583328306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUn6iSmoiI/AAAAAAAACtU/OfQMZFFxDng/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUn6iSmoiI/AAAAAAAACtU/OfQMZFFxDng/s400/pic4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365238417672544802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for my  dear dear friend (but who, sadly, doesn't seem to remember me)  &lt;a href="http://mizohican.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUntoUci7I/AAAAAAAACtM/2X8NgdpizvU/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SnUntoUci7I/AAAAAAAACtM/2X8NgdpizvU/s320/pic3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365238195952585650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-6383482007184321644?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was a great experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All together, we were 3 guys and 3 girls. When we reached the venue, we saw handsome-well-dressed-clean-great car guys but who do not even flick an eye to us...not that we are that :D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The best thing was that you don't see the hungry-sex starved-dirty-cheap eyes checking you out. The ironic part was that the guys were quite cool, decent etc etc but they were just not into girls..ouch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SccI607O5iI/AAAAAAAAChw/S2nKLdXms8U/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316227691866678818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SccI607O5iI/AAAAAAAAChw/S2nKLdXms8U/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In most discs here in Delhi, it's a free entry for girls but not here. When I bring this up, one of my friends replied, "C'mon, it's a gay club...there should be no difference between a girl and a guy" and we laughed it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The main drawback was the bi-sexual ones who tried to hit on you. C'mon, it was a gay club and the male were suppose to be gay..interested in guys only. One of my friends and I were so pissed off with this guy and then I finally said "Stop talking to me and my grilfriend" hoping that that would brushed him off. But, this stupid-ugly-fellow still come very strong..trying to make conversation with us..offerring drinks. Then he was gone for a minute or two then came back with a story that he is a journalist and wants us to share our story - the lesbian life....he was such a pain in the A**. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other news.. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been blessed with straight hair and been carrying it for a very long time. As a child I always wanted to keep my hair long which my mother would never agreed to. Then when I finally reached my teen, I stopped listening and kept my hair long and straight ever since.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SdA9ydvOSkI/AAAAAAAACkY/3B_j3aDKPwA/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318819097110006338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SdA9ydvOSkI/AAAAAAAACkY/3B_j3aDKPwA/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other day, a beautician fron Aizawl came and decided to make some changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the new hair do in the making ---------&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As per him, we have to leave it for 40 mins. After 40 mins, it was not enough so we leave it for another 15 mins...I think it was for full 1 hour then it was ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SdA9tEFObLI/AAAAAAAACkQ/w-Jg-NzUs8A/s1600-h/DSC00109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318819004323622066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SdA9tEFObLI/AAAAAAAACkQ/w-Jg-NzUs8A/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;------------The new hairdo :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then.........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;............and then..........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...then....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is how I look like...hahaha...and yes, with "my" hair dresser.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SdA9-wrtYLI/AAAAAAAACko/HakUlX5AwWI/s1600-h/DSC05486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318819308353970354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SdA9-wrtYLI/AAAAAAAACko/HakUlX5AwWI/s320/DSC05486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-7921083717520871808?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have not bothered to update my own blog nor do I bother to read others'. I guess I have been lazy and yes, been busy at work. Well...I have been feeding the deers...hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been taking a walk at Deer Park, Safdarjung, quite reqularly these days and feeding the deers was one of the fun part. Now, I saved all the wasted green vegetables so that I can feed them. Though the amount of food I bring to them is very less, but it's fun to see them eating heartily...and the crunching sound they made is jsut beautiful. I don't know how to explain this but I just love the sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZevL0Pd7YI/AAAAAAAACc0/u1NHKBmi6to/s1600-h/sakhi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899703788989826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZevL0Pd7YI/AAAAAAAACc0/u1NHKBmi6to/s400/sakhi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this specially for my dear cousin, J, who, most probably concentrated on the meat too much, never see a peacock at the park :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZevQhre9bI/AAAAAAAACc8/ZCxYN2VjXws/s1600-h/aron.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899784705570226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZevQhre9bI/AAAAAAAACc8/ZCxYN2VjXws/s400/aron.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This park is quiet huge and so I once went to the other side that I never reached. Then I saw this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZevDJscIBI/AAAAAAAACcs/kcdo6ox1P0M/s1600-h/varak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899554928828434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZevDJscIBI/AAAAAAAACcs/kcdo6ox1P0M/s400/varak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Friday the 13th, I saw a peacock in its full grace and I felt so fortunate. I always wanted to see them with my naken eyes and luck was on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw it, its back was at my side then I waited patiently and quite nervous too, afraid that I would scare him and let the tails down. Then I hold my breath, waited when it finally turned slowly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZeu6-31JLI/AAAAAAAACck/fTFHOwIEKFc/s1600-h/aronparh1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899414584861874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZeu6-31JLI/AAAAAAAACck/fTFHOwIEKFc/s400/aronparh1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearing that it would keep the tail down once I caught his attention, I took this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZeuuMfBOhI/AAAAAAAACcU/gAjvJljwCz4/s1600-h/aronparh2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899194900593170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZeuuMfBOhI/AAAAAAAACcU/gAjvJljwCz4/s400/aronparh2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he proved me wrong as he was standing there, and then turned very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZeuoPrHAbI/AAAAAAAACcM/MQSYbFDeZmM/s1600-h/aronparh3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899092677394866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SZeuoPrHAbI/AAAAAAAACcM/MQSYbFDeZmM/s400/aronparh3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promised that I will set my phone cam in a good mode the next time I come across something so beautiful. 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The holiday was great as I was completely free from work. It weather here has now really really dipped down and is quite chilly.....but it is the right time to have a bornfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWF2PD9ua8I/AAAAAAAACSc/7Z8EHwxQR0s/s1600-h/fire.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287637438643989442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWF2PD9ua8I/AAAAAAAACSc/7Z8EHwxQR0s/s400/fire.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I spend most of my holidays.....bornfire outside the house. It was fun and warm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGNcs6Ec3I/AAAAAAAACSk/RQecz4OfBjQ/s1600-h/xmsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287662961740247922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGNcs6Ec3I/AAAAAAAACSk/RQecz4OfBjQ/s400/xmsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the Christmas Tree. I know it's not the best tree in the world (:D) but I really love and enjoy decorating it. I did not do it alone, of course. And I removed the model here as I have not consulted him whether he allow his picture to be included or not...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGNi2OGgwI/AAAAAAAACSs/6FviguSXLOg/s1600-h/pork.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663067319403266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGNi2OGgwI/AAAAAAAACSs/6FviguSXLOg/s400/pork.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my sisters sent some money so that we can enjoy smoked meat. So, we went to INA Market and bought 3kgs of pork which we smoked outside our house. It was one of the best smoked-pork that I ever had. I am not sure whether my friends enjoyed it as much as I do but I know that none of them complain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGNuMa-dwI/AAAAAAAACS0/uuGUQuqFRx4/s1600-h/sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663262257542914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGNuMa-dwI/AAAAAAAACS0/uuGUQuqFRx4/s400/sun.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this on 31st Dec and so I simply added it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGN3ANG60I/AAAAAAAACS8/AX5BNkjeqJU/s1600-h/man.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663413596973890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGN3ANG60I/AAAAAAAACS8/AX5BNkjeqJU/s400/man.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Year's Eve near Kamal. Whenever I came here, the place remined me of my dear dear friend, Kima and I am sure he has the explanation..hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to pick up one of our friends at Kamal who joined us for the night. When we reached this place, it was full of life..or call it "very happenning". The stuffs in front of the man with green apron are fried chicken...the chest, the legs etc. So, whenever any one of the cooks finished his share, he simply pour it in front of him. Then the man with the green appron weigh it the weighing scale, commonly known as patla or padla. In between, he fried his share on the big pan on his right side. It was real fun to watch this activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGbuOBVCQI/AAAAAAAACTk/UiDwMOPLNMU/s1600-h/chickm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287678655849629954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGbuOBVCQI/AAAAAAAACTk/UiDwMOPLNMU/s400/chickm.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our rosted(?)/smoked(?) chicken on New Year's Eve. It was the first time I have ever tried it so it did not turn out great..hehe....I am sure I will do better next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGN9NDeogI/AAAAAAAACTE/DZ-zzgEIXyQ/s1600-h/ruai.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663520125460994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGN9NDeogI/AAAAAAAACTE/DZ-zzgEIXyQ/s400/ruai.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year at Mizoram House, Vasant Vihar, New Delhi. I was behind the camera..these kids are funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGOCQ8qr-I/AAAAAAAACTM/mwc8t7y1Dzo/s1600-h/zaikhom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663607069978594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGOCQ8qr-I/AAAAAAAACTM/mwc8t7y1Dzo/s400/zaikhom.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New Year's Night at Mizoram House. Believe it or not, I was there and I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGOHRi1N2I/AAAAAAAACTU/tgVYfy2fNs4/s1600-h/zaikhm2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663693129398114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGOHRi1N2I/AAAAAAAACTU/tgVYfy2fNs4/s400/zaikhm2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, I was here not because of my own will but because of my nephew and other friends who wanted to sing so badly. Therefore, I have no choice but to join them. However, I did not regret it. In fact, I was quite thankful that I was there. Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGOLfG3AWI/AAAAAAAACTc/fm60467s9cg/s1600-h/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287663765489647970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SWGOLfG3AWI/AAAAAAAACTc/fm60467s9cg/s400/tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting home...nothing special about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-5423433154124016452?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It was about this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Duggar&lt;/span&gt; family who has the 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; child...wow. I wonder where they get all the energy from:P. It makes me wonder if my good friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kima&lt;/span&gt;, formerly known as &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Silverchild,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; would be able to top that..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note..come to think of it...18 kids and still counting?? As reported:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SU3Nz58PemI/AAAAAAAACKo/tdW6STNZ2MI/s1600-h/duggar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282104229585975906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SU3Nz58PemI/AAAAAAAACKo/tdW6STNZ2MI/s320/duggar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Jim Bob and Michelle Duggar of Tontitown, Ark., had their eighteenth child Thursday – Jordyn-Grace Makiya, who joins the rest of her J-named siblings. Jordyn-Grace was born via C-section at Mercy Medical Center in Rogers, weeks before her due date of Jan. 1. She weighed in at 7 lbs, 3 oz and was 20 inches long. "Mother and baby are resting and doing well," says a rep for the Duggar family, whose crowded house is featured on the TLC network show 17 Kids &amp;amp; Counting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;For Jim and Michelle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Duggar&lt;/span&gt;, eighteen isn't enough. After welcoming a 7-lb., 3 oz. daughter via C-section on Thursday to join their 17 other children, the proud papa tells the Associated Press: "We both would love to have more." The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Duggars&lt;/span&gt; now have 10 sons and eight daughters, ranging in age from 17 months to 20 years, all with first names starting with the letter J, including the newborn addition, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jordyn&lt;/span&gt;-Grace &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Makiya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Duggar&lt;/span&gt;. "The ultimate Christmas gift from God," said Jim tells AP. "She's just absolutely beautiful, like her mom and her sisters." The family's crowded house in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Tontitown&lt;/span&gt;, Ark., is featured on the TLC network show 17 Kids &amp;amp; Counting, which will have its name updated to reflect the birth of No. 18.&lt;/color&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought this is not my business but I wonder how they looked after the kids. They have to be quite a well-to-do-family and they must be. If the mother's health is good..she must've been blessed with all the health...just imagine having 18th child and still doing fine. Not only that, already think of having the next..wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister had has 3 kids and after that the doctor won't let her have another one. This makes me realize how blessed the Duggars family is and they all looked healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, once the 18th child or the younger ones start their schooling, I am quite sure that they will have problem remembering their brothers and sisters names. If it is in Mizoram school, the quesiton would be like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name?: easy&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your mother's name?: which could be answered easily&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your father's name?: another easy question&lt;br /&gt;4. How many brothers and sisters do you have?: getting tough&lt;br /&gt;5. Name them:..aaahhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes apart, just want to say ...Congratulations!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-729880672905058773?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am too lazy to even update my blog or think up of something to talk about. I go to work regulary because that's my duty. Except for that I seem to neglect almost everything. I have so many pending works at home because I am too . I know that I still have to go to CitiBank and draw my check that I surprisingly received from IBM. The amount is small but it is good to receive the "BONUS" check out of expectation. It's been almost a year and a hlaf that I have left the company and I guess I will never know what that bonus is for..not that I am complaining :)...I must have done something right (hee hee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost Rs. 1000 Shoppers Stop gift voucher because I felt lazy. Believe it or not, the voucher was valid for one year and finally expires on Nov. 2008...it was a real waste. I did try to use it in the middle of the year. I went shopping with my cousin in Noida mall but forgot to bring the voucher. That was the closest I have come to use it. The now-uselsess voucher is lying among my files...I know some would be real mad at me for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I did change my template and created the banner. It may not be a masterpiece but I did my best and I guess it is quite okay for the time being. I don;t know what got into me these days but I am crazy about flowers and thus use it on my banner. I know I still have to work on my template but it will be sometime. Let the enthusiasm comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides this, I went to Trade Fair at Pragati Maidan, N.Delhi and it was worth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SUNSz11Z7mI/AAAAAAAACJ4/lhsMuMDUu8k/s1600-h/kei.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279154238786236002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SUNSz11Z7mI/AAAAAAAACJ4/lhsMuMDUu8k/s320/kei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it. It was last month, though. I bought the small chilli pickle and bamboo shoot pickle. The chilli is quite hot and makes my mouth water just the thought of it..heh! One of the things that I fear most is not being able to have chilli due to stomach problem. I really need to know how to take care of my stomach..lolzz. My friend, Mathlana, sent me the pics. I was hoping that he would send the pics without us in it but he did not. Anyway, here is one with the umbrella I really like. I asked him to buy it for me but when he checked it, he knew that it was not useful so..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I feel very very very tired these days. My muscles ached and my old bones really need all the rests they can take. I do not know why I always feel tired. The only reason I can think of is that may be my aging body cannot take a non-vacational-year-long work....that's may be..lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-1724520736587700070?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I know how terrible I used to feel when I lost my appetite; I lost my energy, always drowsy, no energy. For me, the worst part of losing an appetite feeling hungry yet not do not feel like eating. For instance, take a bowl and after 2/3 sip, you stopped taking it 'cos you do not feel like it..but your bady still need more so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not losing my appetite. In fact it is so good that it worries me..sometimes. WhateverI eat taste wonderful and ate it to my heart content...fully satisfied and could barely move 'cos I am so full. Then after sometime, when there is something to eat, I can still have it..lol. I am not complaining :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I am worried is because I am gaining lots and lots of weight. Worst of all, my tummy..no longer sexy...hahaha. The thought of going on diet do sometimes come to my mind but always put it away. I am a person who always oppose to people on diet, ie strict diet so as to be thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that modelling is the worst profession. Yes, they are beatiful, tall, glamorous, can carry off all type of clothes etc etc. But they cannot eat whatever they want. What's the point in earning lots of money and not daring to or cannot eat what you want? If their profession requires it, they have to do it. This is one of the reasons why I love my job...I need not look beautiful but just professional..hehe. I may not be blessed with long legs, poise etc etc and I may not carry off all type of clothes but at least I know I wouldn't be laughed at with what I am wearing. And I do not wear all kind of clothes :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love what I eat so much that I cannot understand why people vomitted themselves right after eating. Even when I gave a thought to do the same, I think of what I just lovingly had and do not want to go it a waste..so I never do it..:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my dear friend LV the other day and he gave me the following advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Stop taking meat&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I love meat too much to give up&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Stop taking tea&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Never!!! I am a tea drinker&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do not take banana 'cos its fattenning. Eat apple&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I can do this&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Drink lots of water&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I do&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Go for walk&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I do but not regularly :(&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Do not take eggs. Even if you do, avoid the yolk&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I love eggs&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Eat vegetables&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;not a problem&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. No beer&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Impossible, &lt;/em&gt;:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Curd has low fat content so have it.&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;Quite easy to follow&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Take Bio Slim&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;I have to try this :D&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SR-2a8EEkyI/AAAAAAAACHw/nozUeuA7voI/s1600-h/BioSlim.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269130662962828066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SR-2a8EEkyI/AAAAAAAACHw/nozUeuA7voI/s200/BioSlim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment he mentioned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://biolives.com.sg/bioslim.php"&gt;Bio Slim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he blabbered on how effective it is which makes we wonder how much this company is paying him...lolzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me conclude and say "I still love my appetite"..hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-3149737449285918742?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was shocked to see the number of yellow colored tops. I have two salwar out of which 1 is yellow :D. And then my other tops are yellow, yellow and yellow. I always say that black and blue are are my favorite color but the color "Yellow" topped that. I guess I have been unknowingly choose a yellow colored tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I checked out this so called 'color and you' or something like that. This was what said about this color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SQywZMbFZJI/AAAAAAAACHo/fD8vTzXwYL0/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263776011367310482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LO8tNV91AY4/SQywZMbFZJI/AAAAAAAACHo/fD8vTzXwYL0/s200/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow shines with optimism, enlightenment, and happiness. Shades of golden yellow carry the promise of a positive future. Yellow will advance from surrounding colors and instill optimism and energy, as well as spark creative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad, not bad..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sensationalcolor.com/messages-meanings/color-meaning-symbolism-and-psychology/all-about-the-color-yellow.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;information &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:115%;"&gt;also says:&lt;br /&gt;Yellow is psychologically the happiest color in the color spectrum. (uh huh)&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent (I can't argue :P)&lt;br /&gt;Warm (Yes...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Loves comfort and will pay for it (True..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..ehem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I took a quiz and this is the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cccccc"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="7" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #666600"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #999933"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; background-: #CCCC66"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 18px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 18px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:verdana,arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"   &gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: verdana,arial; font-: 10px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always learning and searching for understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-SIZE: 9px; COLOR: #ffff00; FONT-FAMILY: verdana,arial; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.quizmeme.com/color/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Find out your color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at QuizMeme.com!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha..strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21436910-1334450747530777948?l=youpurplepeopleeater.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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