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A Repost from Sulekha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;The Abode of Love&quot;  was a home for old parents abandoned by their children. Some were  ruthlessly abandoned, some were left there because the children worked outside the state or country,and , some for no reason at all. It was a small home and almost nearly 20 couples. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt;  the founder, was a middle- aged woman, widowed at a very young age. She did not have children. She took very good care of these couples. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; addressed her as their own child, a God sent angel for them. Why did she start a home? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The story dates back like this...&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; used to go the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Ganesh&lt;/span&gt; temple everyday without fail. Exactly one year back, on a bright Sunday morning,  she was getting back home after her prayers, when..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Amma&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;Amma&lt;/span&gt;!  take pity on us! Its been three days since we ate...&quot; cried &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;Ragini&lt;/span&gt;, an old woman, Her husband &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;Ramani&lt;/span&gt; was sitting under a tree, unable to get up. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt;, first went to the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Prasada&lt;/span&gt; stall, and bought some &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;Prasada&lt;/span&gt;. They ate it in a rush, Hunger was killing them. Once satisfied, they thanked &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Why are you here? Where is your home?&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; asked.&quot;My son brought us to this temple. He gave us a 50 rupee note and asked us to sit here. We have been waiting for for the past whole week. I know, he has left us for good .&quot;&quot;Why? That&#39;s terrible! Will you come with me?&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; asked.This is how she started the home. She was all alone, and thought that this would be a right way to fight her loneliness.  She advertised in the local news papers . Some couples came in at their will , while some were forced to come  here. She took care of these people, their food, medicines and everything for a minor amount that was paid on an annual basis, and this she did only from those who could afford. The rest , she took care. She had a couple of sponsors , who were ready to help ,when needed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today , &quot; Abode of Love &quot; seemed to be very busy. Yes, a few young college girls were coming to entertain them. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt;, used to organise such entertainments once in a month so that  these old people felt good. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;Everybody&lt;/span&gt; woke up early. They finished their daily chores. Every  couple was given a task to complete. If one would cut vegetables, the other would start to cook. One would go to pay the bills and another to the market. All the chores  were performed  in turns, so that, they enjoyed what they did. Everyday, they had a reason to live. National Events, Birthdays and Anniversaries was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;celebrated&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; would find a simple reason, but a beautiful one, daily, to keep them happy. And today, it was a group of 15 young girls from  the near by girl&#39;s college .The young girls came in. They introduced themselves to everybody. There was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;singing&lt;/span&gt;,  games and loads of fun. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once the first set of entertainment was done, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;, one of the college girls , said that the girls would love to cook for everybody. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Do you girls know to cook?&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;Ramana&lt;/span&gt; , an old man &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;chukled&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Oh keep quiet. Young girls need to learn to cook.Their classes start today!&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;Kamini&lt;/span&gt; ,another old lady said.&quot;All right the girls screamed!&quot;They took turns. 5 girls and one &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;paty&lt;/span&gt; would go and cook &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;sambhar&lt;/span&gt;, then another group would cook some &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_25&quot;&gt;rasam&lt;/span&gt;, then curries.. and so on. It had taken almost 3 solid hours for them to come up with the food.  All the grandpas, had become restless  and hungry. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_26&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; tried to keep them calm. Food was served. The girls also looked hungry.  They sat in a huge big &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_27&quot;&gt;cirlce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_28&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_29&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt; first served. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Not bad, girls!!! The food is nice.. It is better than the food that the old ladies cook here!&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_30&quot;&gt;Ramana&lt;/span&gt; screamed.Everybody laughed loudly. The old patties showed faces to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_31&quot;&gt;Ramana&lt;/span&gt;, and asked him to be careful because, he had to eat their food everyday. They joked, chatted and ate. It was time for a nap. The girls helped everybody with their beds. Some spoke to the girls about their children. The girls gave them words of comfort. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_32&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt; sat next to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_33&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_34&quot;&gt;Rangan&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_35&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; was very very happy. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_36&quot;&gt;Rangan&lt;/span&gt; too. It was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_37&quot;&gt;Sumathy&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; birthday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_38&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;, will my son come today evening? I want to talk to him. I feel like seeing him&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Yes, he will. I will call him , and ask him to come. Now you take your nap.&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_39&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;  said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_40&quot;&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; what he said last year too.  But he did not come on that day, and not after that. He does not want me anymore.&#39; she &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_41&quot;&gt;weeped&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_42&quot;&gt;Ssshh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_43&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_44&quot;&gt;paty&lt;/span&gt;, I will see that he comes today. Okay? He loves you.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_45&quot;&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; if he loves, he would have not let us here child. You will not understand, child,.. you are too young. Everyday, we live, thinking that  he would come, his wife would accompany him. It has been three years since we saw our grandchildren. The joys of playing with them, telling them stories in the moonlight, putting them to sleep,are somethings that we think of, to keep us alive.&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_46&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; said.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I will talk to your son. I promise you to bring him here by dusk Okay?&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_47&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;, do you know to dance?&quot;&quot;Oh yes, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_48&quot;&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;.&quot;&quot;I  want to see your dance in the evening. I was a dancer , when I was young.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every old couple had a sad story behind them. May be, a handful were  happy. Their children came often, spent time with them, got them all they needed . There was an yearning for love, to be be cared for, in the eyes of others. The girls  felt happy to be there today. They told &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_49&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; that they would come often. They enjoyed the company of these old people, loved to see their happy faces.&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_50&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt; asked &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_51&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_52&quot;&gt;Sumathy&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; son&#39;s number. She spoke to him. He was a curt fellow, dancing to the tunes of his senseless wife. He said he would try to come. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_53&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt; begged him to come that day, because &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_54&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; was very emotional.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;That lady is always like that. You need not tell me.&quot;saying so he hung up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_55&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt;, got things ready for the evening. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_56&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt; organised a surprise party for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_57&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt;. There was more entertainment in the evening.  &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_58&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;  was also ready with her dance show. Everybody sat together.&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_59&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt; performed her best in the show. She was a good &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_60&quot;&gt;Bharathnatyam&lt;/span&gt; dancer and had performed at many shows. But today, she danced happily for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_61&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt;, and she enjoyed doing so. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_62&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; was thrilled to see this girl dance so gracefully.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;I loved it dear.I could see myself dancing in those days.&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_63&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; kissed &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_64&quot;&gt;Vishaka&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; forehead.Then there was this surprise party for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_65&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt;! Everybody wished her many more years to come...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_66&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;, see, I told you, he did not come.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;He will come &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_67&quot;&gt;paty&lt;/span&gt;... he will come I spoke to him. He is kind of busy.&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was already night. The girls got ready to leave. Their bus arrived. The old blessed every child. They had a lovely day. Tomorrow was movie day. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_68&quot;&gt;Nalini&lt;/span&gt; had brought the latest Tamil movie for them. Every one spoke about it enthusiastically. The bus came, the girls left. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_69&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; was already asleep. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_70&quot;&gt;Rangan&lt;/span&gt; was also asleep. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her son &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_71&quot;&gt;Suresh&lt;/span&gt; , came, the next morning, but what a pity, he came to see his parents travelling their next &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_72&quot;&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt; - Death.  &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_73&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_74&quot;&gt;Rangan&lt;/span&gt;, had breathed their last , the night before. They lived together, fought life&#39;s battles together, were sent  out of to their home together, and died together...&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_75&quot;&gt;Suresh&lt;/span&gt; was shaken. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;His four year old son asked, &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_76&quot;&gt;Appa&lt;/span&gt;, do I have to leave you and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_77&quot;&gt;amma&lt;/span&gt; here when you are old? No I will miss you,  and you will miss me ,he said tearfully&quot; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guilt panged &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_78&quot;&gt;Suresh&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; and his wife&#39;s heart.The old couple had a reason to live everyday, but was not fulfilled until their last....&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_79&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; had a letter for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_80&quot;&gt;Vishaka&lt;/span&gt;... maybe &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_81&quot;&gt;Sumathy&lt;/span&gt; knew it was her last day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6673089927083657589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/6673089927083657589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/6673089927083657589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/6673089927083657589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/08/reason-to-live-repost-from-sulekha.html' title='A Reason to Live... A Repost from Sulekha'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-3257627999720848481</id><published>2008-07-30T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:59:12.168-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cosmos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nymphs"/><title type='text'>Neriedes- The Cosmic, Heavenly Beauty( A repost from Sulekha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWLcv9_H8n5A_U0fnDhHpaAggsxCc3c4x-c5b4tFpZtrpLfg1pmbGbflCBx4rumEJJBBCHevt1WDoxyjstezuTDWMYczEglFxTzP5JkopL6mOztNrGhR8GFZc5rewhtnl8gkbPUkYp9g/s1600-h/31A.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228919740930070258&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWLcv9_H8n5A_U0fnDhHpaAggsxCc3c4x-c5b4tFpZtrpLfg1pmbGbflCBx4rumEJJBBCHevt1WDoxyjstezuTDWMYczEglFxTzP5JkopL6mOztNrGhR8GFZc5rewhtnl8gkbPUkYp9g/s400/31A.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nymphs were female mystical spirits who were responsible to craft the Natural World. Nereides, was the daughter of Nereus the Sea-God. The highest praise for a woman, would be comparing her to &quot;Nereides.&quot; I have tried to combine Alliterations and Metaphors, and finally have tried to bring out the essence of Cosmic ,Heavenly Goddess Nereides! I have also included the names of Stars, Hindu Goddesses , to make the poem a delightful read!! Hope you all enjoy it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charming Cosmic Creation,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magical, Mythical, Marvellous,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Floric, Fragile, and Feminine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Graceful, Glorious, and Gorgeous,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereides- The Heavenly Beauty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blissful, Bountiful and Benevolent,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopeful, Happy and Heavenly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jubilant, Joyous, and a Jolly Jewel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elegant, Enchanting and Endearing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereides- The Heavenly Beauty!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Spiritual, Supernatural and Subtle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alluring, Attractive, and Angleic,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delightful, Delicate, and Divine,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ravishing, Radiating and Rare,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereides, The Heavenly Beauty!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ashwini, Arundhati , Anuradha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shravani, Swathi and Suha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vega, Vespera and Vishaka,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ulloriaq, Utthara and Ubhadra,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereides, The Cosmic Goddess!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shakti, Uma, and Usha,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prithvi, Bhooma and Durga,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parvati, Sita, and Ganga,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Padma, Surabhi and Indira&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereides - The Heavenly Goddess!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cosmos, Universe, and the Milky Way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sun , The Moon and The Planets,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Stars, The Comets and the Meteroites,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sky, Air, Wind, Fire, and Water,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:courier new;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereides, The Cosmic Goddess!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3257627999720848481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/3257627999720848481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3257627999720848481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3257627999720848481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/07/neriedes-cosmic-heavenly-beauty-repost.html' title='Neriedes- The Cosmic, Heavenly Beauty( A repost from Sulekha)'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWLcv9_H8n5A_U0fnDhHpaAggsxCc3c4x-c5b4tFpZtrpLfg1pmbGbflCBx4rumEJJBBCHevt1WDoxyjstezuTDWMYczEglFxTzP5JkopL6mOztNrGhR8GFZc5rewhtnl8gkbPUkYp9g/s72-c/31A.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-298300737783737055</id><published>2008-06-03T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:56:13.697-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><title type='text'>Life ( A repost of mine .. from Sulekha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkOtOxeS5akvbjxJqrorpP50t9BGG9ytQYI920JbZIrrVYgTZx01w8CUjm57fxeWRrUtlAEMKM3ML4_LJym9nBaVhsORBGRRP9IGg3rkO4oPYoer0j-w_cCUHwGN2u-ao2158fhuAWuA/s1600-h/25.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207838359370361362&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkOtOxeS5akvbjxJqrorpP50t9BGG9ytQYI920JbZIrrVYgTZx01w8CUjm57fxeWRrUtlAEMKM3ML4_LJym9nBaVhsORBGRRP9IGg3rkO4oPYoer0j-w_cCUHwGN2u-ao2158fhuAWuA/s400/25.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Life Is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A bundle of Dreams and Passions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Comes with it are Joys and Sorrows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Lets open it with utmost care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And face life&#39;s reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Life Is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A never ending Journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The road to it has twists and turns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Lets drive through it carefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Following Rules of Safety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Life Is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;like the changing seasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Flowers bloom, leaves wither&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Lets adapt to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;for Change is the law of Nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Life Is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;like the vast Ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;It is calm and ferocious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Lets swim across it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Amidst the Tides of Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Life Is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;like the gushing Wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Blowing soft or very harsh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Lets beat through it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;with all our might.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Everyday we see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The Rays of the Morning Sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Everyday we hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The Sounds of the Cute Cuckoos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Everyday we feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The magic of the Twilight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Everyday we enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The Serene Moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The swaying trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The rustling leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The morning dew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The monsoon rains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;The colourful Rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Fill our hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;With Joy and Hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Enjoy Nature&#39;s Eternal Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Lead a life filled with Hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Experience Eternal Bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Celebrate Life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&quot;NEVER SAY GOODBYE WHEN YOU STILL WANT TO TRYNEVER GIVE UP WHEN YOU STILL WANT TO TAKE IT.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;(author unkown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If you can imagine it, you can achieve it; if you can dream it, you can become it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;William Arthur Ward&lt;br /&gt;The morning of life is like the dawn of a day, full of purity, visions, and harmony. - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Chateubriand &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/298300737783737055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/298300737783737055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/298300737783737055'/><link rel='self' 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width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-5259879715845494465</id><published>2008-04-06T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T09:21:43.109-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tour"/><title type='text'>The Ape&#39;s Day Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSXffe1IYONWw-ZUairlwpO_9qafrMVbezyNYvnRXXygJduLC-FMTSyT0K3muYYu0tQfhEMrG3euskdU7BBBzHXP-7-61C-OAkbkMpZR0tkGvmpJy64kEXI71_-OPQM9snGnrfH1EFMQ/s1600-h/ape.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186167923497199986&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSXffe1IYONWw-ZUairlwpO_9qafrMVbezyNYvnRXXygJduLC-FMTSyT0K3muYYu0tQfhEMrG3euskdU7BBBzHXP-7-61C-OAkbkMpZR0tkGvmpJy64kEXI71_-OPQM9snGnrfH1EFMQ/s400/ape.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Laloo the ape, was reading the book on&quot;ORIGIN OF MAN&quot;. &quot;Interesting! &quot; he thought. As he read , he learned man evolved from apes and there were many stages of primitive man, - Australo Pethecus, Zinjanthropus, Pethecan Thropus Erectus, Neandrathal Man, Cro-Magnon Man,and Homo-Sapiens finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh! My God! &quot; Lallo gaped! Laloo was getting curious of how primitve man developed and has done so much in the world today. Thousands of inventions, discoveries, luxuries like cars, SUVs, palatial bunglows, Tall sky-scrapers, Theatres, Malls, umptous food ! and so much more...&quot;.I want to be a man!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Laloo gaped...&quot;Why not I live in a man&#39;s world today? After all he evolved from me!&quot; All set for his tour to live in Man&#39;s World, he told his wife Jiloo that he would be back home the next morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Where shall I start with?? It&#39;s so confusing.... there are 7 continents, for me to visit, across 5 major oceans. Phew ! this is going to be hard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Laloo decided to start with Europe... He sat on his &quot;Jet Speed Jetta&quot; that switched from one branch to another in real jet speed and was in Europe .To start with Italy, he was amazed of it&#39;s beauty! He stood in awe as he watched the tall churches, buildings carved beautifully and of course Nature was in full zest and she looked amazingly beautiful. He tried an Italian Pizza with all veggies and spicy sauses. His eyes were in tears!!! He missed Jiloo&#39;s blueberry cake and Banana Milk Shake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Jet Speed Jetta landed next on USA. He learned that it was the Home of Technology and was the happening place. If early man rubbed two stones to make fire, people now typed &quot;Google Search&quot; and typed-&quot;How to make fire&quot; and received a thousand answers in a split of a second! Laloo laughed &quot;Man forgot to think&quot;. He saw many good things here and at the same time horrible things. Child Abuse, Shooting,Racial discrimination sometimes, Wars, Good economy and Slumping Economy, driving technologists crazy...!hehe. He looked for houses here and found a lot! Liloo thought maybe Jiloo would like it here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Next land was in Africa. Laloo was shocked! His children looked healthier than the children here. Malnutrition beacuse of food scarcity, little or no water. Laloo was bewildered to see the other side of the world. Why is that one part of the world is rich, while these countries of the world are still backward?? Laloo thought! He did not want to see the pathetic conditions there. He rushed. His heart was heavy. Laloo ate a Banana Muffin that Jiloo had packed! He shared a few with the children he saw. &quot;Is man selfish?&quot; was a question pondering his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;India was Laloo&#39;s next destination. One of the most ancient countries, which was rich in ancient times, today seems to be a cat on the wall! The urban life was very fun, but still she faced Hunger, Poverty, Diseases. The rich remained rich, the poor remained poor, the middle class suffered! Laloo could see a lot of stray dogs, cows eating papers, Rats running everywhere. Enivironmental conditions for animals to thrive, very poor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Laloo went round the world. He enjoyed the journey. He saw both the sides of the coin- Man. Man developed very well. Money, Power, Luxury , were flourshing, but he noticed that Basic Human values, Love , Respect ,Trust and Faith in the world has very less value. Terrorism, War, Abuse, Hunger, Poverty were some of the devils ruling Mankind.He does not know his Needs and Neccesities! Man is now less kind to Animals. The air is polluted, water is polluted, very less land left for animals to thrive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;He felt blessed to be an Ape and he went back to his Ever Green Forest. He swang from branch to branch happily! He smelled fresh air ! The flowers spread beautiful scent! The trees gave him shelter, shade and fruits to eat! Jiloo had cooked his favourites, he ate and closed his eyes to have a deep sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s hard to live a life of man,&quot; he thought. Suddenly he started laughing aloud and Jiloo asked him the reason why he laughed.&quot;Jiloo, I just thought how man would look if he had to swing from one branch to anotherfor everything! Just like us!&quot;&quot;hahahahah&quot; Jiloo joined to laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;Meera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#ffff66;&quot;&gt;(A repost of mine, from Sulekha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5259879715845494465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/5259879715845494465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5259879715845494465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5259879715845494465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/04/apes-day-out.html' title='The Ape&#39;s Day Out!'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSXffe1IYONWw-ZUairlwpO_9qafrMVbezyNYvnRXXygJduLC-FMTSyT0K3muYYu0tQfhEMrG3euskdU7BBBzHXP-7-61C-OAkbkMpZR0tkGvmpJy64kEXI71_-OPQM9snGnrfH1EFMQ/s72-c/ape.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-5752907134085990064</id><published>2008-02-20T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:04:26.809-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour"/><title type='text'>Don&#39;t Wory Darling!!!! A Short Story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;NOTE: MY HUBBY SAID THAT HE HAD READ THIS STORY IN TAMIL LONG BACK AND JUST NARRATED IT TO ME. I HAVE TRIED TO WRITE IT DOWN. I AM NOT SURE ABOUT THE STORY OR IT&#39;S AUTHOR IN TAMIL. BUT AS I HEARD, IT WAS PRETTY INTERESTING AND FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr and Mrs. Natrajan were dwelling in the busy streets of Triplicane, Chennai. Vel, Shanmugam and Vetri were their 3 cute sons. Both of them worked to fight the ever hiked cost of living. Both of them earned exactly to fulfill the basic necessities of life- food, clothing, shelter. Inspite of the fact that they were living a basic middle class life, Vel and Shanmugam went to the best schools and Vetri, being the youngest went to the day care. Everyday was a busy one for Sowmya and life was becoming monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Scenario every morning:&lt;/strong&gt; The sun rose and the alarm clock went PING!!!!!!!!!!!!! and Sowmya jumped out of her bed. Quickly she brushed washed her face and rushed to the kitchen. On one and Sowmya was making her cup of coffee and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Vel! Shanmuga! why don&#39;t you boys get up! You guys are going to be late for school!&quot;,Sowmya yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys lazily woke up and went ahead of the their daily morning chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Amma I want Idly for breakfast and Noodles for lunch.&quot; said Vel as he was drinking his Complan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I am a Complan boy! Me too same as Anna.&quot; giggled Shanmugam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both the boys were old enough to get ready for their school . They had their breakfast and the bus arrived and were off to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Vetri dear get up, I need to get you ready. Raj can you help Vetri brush his teeth?&quot; asked Sowmya.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;No , I have to get going quick today.&quot; flashed an answer from Raj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Raj your breakfast.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sowmy, I don&#39;t want Idlys every morning, make me some dosas please.. and I prefer Chapattis for lunch .&quot;grumbled Raj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How do you expect me to do everything all by myself right from the morning! I am not running a hotel! This is what you get today. I am sorry.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly she packed her lunch, Vetri&#39;s lunch and Raj&#39;s bag. She rushed to pull out a saree, wore it real quick. Off they where to their work places. Sowmya&#39;s job was to drop Vetri at the day care and Raj would pick him at evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Vaa !Vaa Vooooommm&quot; went Sowmya&#39;s Scooty she dropped Vetri and then rode to her office. This was the routine every morning and it was always a hustle bustle. Sowmya was inavariably late by 5-15 minutes,how much ever hard she tried. and her boss would be real mad at her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the Office:&lt;/strong&gt;&quot;Mrs Sowmya, I am sorry to say, one more day you are late you will have to face the consequences. Everybody has a family and a job to do. You need to be punctual.&quot;roared her boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Er..... I am sorry.. it&#39;s just..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Enough is enough please get back to your seat.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sowmya&#39;s faces flushed in shame and she wanted to throw her resignation papers on his face. It was too much. She had no time for anything. She had to run the show, inspite of the fact that the kids were getting neglected. Their grades were going bad, Vetri was unable to cope with his health, and Raj was of almost no help to her at all. He was so involved with his work that sometimes he would forget to pick up Vetri and Sowmya had to take 30min permission and ofcourse, her boss would bark at her. Days passed, months passed, it was the same, cook, work, get back from her work, cook, clean, HW! .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Monday Morning: The same scenario of getting up , getting ready continued. As she started her bike, Sowmya , felt dizzy. She could see stars above her head , and she fell on the ground. Vetri was all crying and people gathered by. Raj was also just leaving, and when he saw her on the floor rushed, her to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Congrats !&quot; said the doctor. &quot;You are going to have a baby!&quot; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raj was bewildered.He did not know what to say. Amidst all this confusion, everyday, one more baby! His head was spinning. Sowmya was shocked too. In a way relieved. She could resign right away. But the thought of another baby and life from then was overwhelming. Both of them took the day&#39;s off to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Dear, do you think we should have this baby?&quot; asked Natraj and he wa sreally concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Frankly speaking Raj, it is not a good idea.&quot; replied Sowmya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sowmya had taken a weeks off for the abortion procedures. Her boss ofcourse barked this time also. She was in tears.She could not take it anymore. Thankfully her mother had come to help her but she did not want to continue with her work. Raj had also said he would think about these things and would let her know that evening.&lt;br /&gt;She impatiently waited for Raj . He came home and Sowmya could see his face,he was tension free. She imagined herself throwing the papers on the boss&#39;s face and smiled. At night Sowmy affectionately sat next to him and said,&quot;Looks like you have come to a conclusion.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes dear,Don&#39;t worry darling... I have have decided to ....&quot; he looked into her eyes and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What....?&quot; she asked. She could not believe her ears. Flashes of everday morning hit her head like waves and Sowmya was sobbing and was mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What did you say?&quot; she asked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t worry Darling! I have decided to resign and take care of the kids. You continue your job since you earn an extra 1000 bucks.&quot;Raj replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sowmya was stumped! &quot;What an irony !&quot;,she thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Meera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5752907134085990064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/5752907134085990064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5752907134085990064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5752907134085990064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-wory-darling-short-story.html' title='Don&#39;t Wory Darling!!!! A Short Story...'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-9151123765656120392</id><published>2008-01-30T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:12:49.425-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My love"/><title type='text'>My Priya Sakhi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD41GB-trqFCbd91pgLJG2QRh32XDL_o_Qloyo3OC0PEKnmMwPmyHRvWyq0nKy5i1tCxHY0sAEg5-fTlXqxz3aQtXnBFRGgPr6F3faD02dvZMUmTa6NxERsAOvnorELZr_sfFLEDUJE98/s1600-h/moon-light.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD41GB-trqFCbd91pgLJG2QRh32XDL_o_Qloyo3OC0PEKnmMwPmyHRvWyq0nKy5i1tCxHY0sAEg5-fTlXqxz3aQtXnBFRGgPr6F3faD02dvZMUmTa6NxERsAOvnorELZr_sfFLEDUJE98/s400/moon-light.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161457785293540322&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Anyone would fall in love with such a beauty! I fathom myself, as &quot;The Man&quot; whom she also loves, and I would like to describe her, as &quot;My Priya Sakhi.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Priya Sakhi...&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am elited&lt;br /&gt;To see you sitting on the banks,&lt;br /&gt;To see you searching for me,&lt;br /&gt;To see you getting restless and&lt;br /&gt;To see you waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me describe you, in my own sweet words,&lt;br /&gt;You are My Goddess, You are My love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness that envelopes the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing but your long strands of hair,&lt;br /&gt;The moon ,who boasts of her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Today, is in utter despair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Dainty Darling!&lt;br /&gt;When I see your little forehead,&lt;br /&gt;Shining with a starry Bindi,&lt;br /&gt;I am tempted to adorne it with Sindoor,&lt;br /&gt;In the deep colour Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark black eyebrows,&lt;br /&gt;and the battling eyelashes,&lt;br /&gt;bringout your passionate eyes,&lt;br /&gt;lashes me with love and passion,&lt;br /&gt;And I have no choice of words,&lt;br /&gt;To show my love and compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that, I am almost here,&lt;br /&gt;Your lovely golden cheeks,&lt;br /&gt;blush into the colour of apples,&lt;br /&gt;your lustrous lips, open into smile,&lt;br /&gt;Remind me of tender pink rose petals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I envy those lovely necklaces,&lt;br /&gt;That dangle around your slender neck,&lt;br /&gt;And the jewellery made of rubies and pearls,&lt;br /&gt;Are lucky to be on your ears.&lt;br /&gt;You look like an Heavenly Angel,&lt;br /&gt;Born in the world the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Two brave kings should see you now,&lt;br /&gt;Hehe,they would be waging wars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walk closer to you,I am captured by your womanhood,&lt;br /&gt;You turn away from me, giving a subtle smile.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to hold your lovely hands,&lt;br /&gt;And very soon, I know, they are going to be mine.&lt;br /&gt;As I try to hold you tight, very close to me,&lt;br /&gt;The soft and cold wind blows,&lt;br /&gt;I see your golden anklets,&lt;br /&gt;I can hear them chime,&lt;br /&gt;My Goddess , My love,My Priya Sakhi,&lt;br /&gt;I am Waiting for you to be Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;Meera &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/9151123765656120392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/9151123765656120392' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/9151123765656120392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/9151123765656120392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-priya-sakhi.html' title='My Priya Sakhi'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD41GB-trqFCbd91pgLJG2QRh32XDL_o_Qloyo3OC0PEKnmMwPmyHRvWyq0nKy5i1tCxHY0sAEg5-fTlXqxz3aQtXnBFRGgPr6F3faD02dvZMUmTa6NxERsAOvnorELZr_sfFLEDUJE98/s72-c/moon-light.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-4537690976005765958</id><published>2008-01-24T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:37:17.764-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="26th Jan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Republic Day"/><title type='text'>I Salute You Thee, My Motherland..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPLAcZZLeFNXHKQD84ohvEjYN0_UYZTeR_DKAH9txl5YGqBP9q4rP8y2dv2OXIewoUvMHd1Z2NsWMxpTGEzKaZHwTq47bxj4cTOGY74uvUQsER4mGQcYcWyFkwNjKsvnw2nHdUfF8d83s/s1600-h/India_flag.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPLAcZZLeFNXHKQD84ohvEjYN0_UYZTeR_DKAH9txl5YGqBP9q4rP8y2dv2OXIewoUvMHd1Z2NsWMxpTGEzKaZHwTq47bxj4cTOGY74uvUQsER4mGQcYcWyFkwNjKsvnw2nHdUfF8d83s/s400/India_flag.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159124411166002130&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a proud Indian,&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand,&lt;br /&gt;To Salute You Thee,&lt;br /&gt;My Mother land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, You are the land&lt;br /&gt;with Unity in Diversity&lt;br /&gt;Guarded by the Majestic Himalayas,&lt;br /&gt;and three deep blue seas.&lt;br /&gt;Rich in Culture and Rich in Heritage&lt;br /&gt;Multi-Religion, Multi-language&lt;br /&gt;Mother, You are,&lt;br /&gt;The embodiment of Peace and Prosperity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known for the Great Epics,&lt;br /&gt;Kings and Warriors,&lt;br /&gt;Who would fight for You,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all Barriers.&lt;br /&gt;You are the blessed land&lt;br /&gt;To give birth to many many National Heros,&lt;br /&gt;like Gandhiji, Tilak and Subash Chandra Bose,&lt;br /&gt;To brake the chains of colonialism&lt;br /&gt;and spread the sweet scent of Freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother, You are known as,&lt;br /&gt;The land of Writers and Thinkers,&lt;br /&gt;The land of Scientists and Hard- Woke rs.&lt;br /&gt;The land of Winners and Great Sporters.&lt;br /&gt;The land of Truth and Courage,&lt;br /&gt;The land which spread the message of Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, You Shine,&lt;br /&gt;In the field of Agriculture,&lt;br /&gt;In the field of Business.&lt;br /&gt;In the field of Science,&lt;br /&gt;In the field of Technology,&lt;br /&gt;You are one among the first to the lead a war,&lt;br /&gt;The war against Terrorism,&lt;br /&gt;That has threatened us all.&lt;br /&gt;As, a proud Indian,&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand,&lt;br /&gt;To Salute You Thee,&lt;br /&gt;My Motherland.&lt;br /&gt;Bharath Matha Ki Jai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I write , I am happy and gay,&lt;br /&gt;To Wish One and All&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Republic Day!&lt;br /&gt;The Day, When ,&lt;br /&gt;WE, THE PEOPLE OF INDIA, had solemnly resolved to constitute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;India into a SOVEREIGN SOCIALIST SECULAR DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC and to secure to all its citizens:&lt;br /&gt;JUSTICE, social, economic and political;&lt;br /&gt;LIBERTY of thought, expression, belief, faith and worship;&lt;br /&gt;EQUALITY of status and of opportunity;&lt;br /&gt;and to promote among them all&lt;br /&gt;FRATERNITY assuring the dignity of the individual and the unity and integrity of the Nation.&quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a proud Indian ,&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand,&lt;br /&gt;To Salute You Thee!&lt;br /&gt;My Motherland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love and Respects to My Motherland,&lt;br /&gt;I sign off for the day,&lt;br /&gt;Meera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/vpqYjAHQtvI&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/vpqYjAHQtvI&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4537690976005765958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/4537690976005765958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/4537690976005765958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/4537690976005765958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-salute-you-thee-my-motherland.html' title='I Salute You Thee, My Motherland..'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPLAcZZLeFNXHKQD84ohvEjYN0_UYZTeR_DKAH9txl5YGqBP9q4rP8y2dv2OXIewoUvMHd1Z2NsWMxpTGEzKaZHwTq47bxj4cTOGY74uvUQsER4mGQcYcWyFkwNjKsvnw2nHdUfF8d83s/s72-c/India_flag.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-3032023738467577268</id><published>2008-01-23T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T12:18:31.539-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jodha Akbar"/><title type='text'>Jodha Akbar- A Tribute to History..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5l_COeZo1fAcGVpztZzY_TAOCZusniloOCBXSlAmm_e47hlN2XeW1VYr4xic60I2It7W7Et67-qxvtDdTGOo882eY0m8fr1dpT0FL7H0XIahrmzqThsjw72GT8kVPh9htdbH2nmYqFSM/s1600-h/jodhaakbar10_08_1024-768.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158764205143788482&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5l_COeZo1fAcGVpztZzY_TAOCZusniloOCBXSlAmm_e47hlN2XeW1VYr4xic60I2It7W7Et67-qxvtDdTGOo882eY0m8fr1dpT0FL7H0XIahrmzqThsjw72GT8kVPh9htdbH2nmYqFSM/s400/jodhaakbar10_08_1024-768.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does public look for in theaters? A good story, excellent direction, top stars, rocking music and a good 3 hour enjoyment.Well, looks like &quot;&lt;strong&gt;Jodha Akbar&lt;/strong&gt;&quot; has it all! Directed by Aushutosh Gowrekar, the director of &lt;strong&gt;Oscar-Nominated &quot;Lagaan&lt;/strong&gt;&quot;, featuring Hrithik Roshan as &quot;Jalaluddin Mohammad Akbar, and Beauty Peagant Aishwarya Rai as &quot;Jodha- The Rajput Princess - the daughter of King Bharmal of Ajmer&quot; and enchanting music by A. R.Rahman, will the movie step its foot into the Oscar Nominations again and win it?Hopefully it does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Story:&lt;/strong&gt; The story dates back to the 16 century and talks about the untold love story of Akbar and his wife Jodha(Hira -Kunwari before their marriange). The marriage alliance between the Mughals and the Rajputs was mainly to strengthen Akbar&#39;s Political Gain. This alliance led to the merging of two cultures and religions and does Akbar know he has stepped into another journey, a journey of love, to win the battel of love and does he succeed in winning the love of &quot;Jodha?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Music Score:&lt;/strong&gt;The album was finally released and is already a super hit. A.R.Rahman has done it again. The album opens with the song &lt;strong&gt;Azeem-O-Shaan- Shehanshaa. &lt;/strong&gt;Once the song started to play, I was taken into the world of Akbar and could picturise the Great Emperor marching with all power and vigour. The song is picturised on Hrithik and is rich and brings out the power that the King possesses. The song has fantastic drum-beats and strong lyrics. The song is rendered by Mohd.Aslam, Bony Chakravarthy and group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;In Lamhoon Ke Daman Mein&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;a beautiful melodious number rendered by Sonu Nigam and Madhushree. I was surprised to read the review in India FM ,which said that this number did not make an impression. It said &quot;boring&quot; was too harsh a word to describe this song. Well I bet this guy was out of his minds when he heard the song.hehe.Is this too harsh?? This is one of my favorites in the album and is magical- taking you into a world purely filled with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Jashn-e-bahaara hai&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; sung by Javed Ali is another melody number. Javed Akhtar has as usual played his games with words and they are as always the best.&quot;Paas hai Phir bhi Paas Nahin&quot;, wow it means so much! The singer sings with full passion and I have no choice of words to describe the song. ARR has proved his genius again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Khawaja Mere Khwaja&lt;/strong&gt;&quot; a slow, Kawwali number rendered by Rahman himself, is one of his usual additions and will surely be loved by Rahman fans!Nice lyrics, nice music , with Rahman trademark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Man Mohanaa&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; by Bela Shande is a devotional track sung in praise of Lord Krishna. Its a lovely number resembling a bhajan. The lyrics rock. Bela has sung this really well and has done total justice by bringing out her feelings in her mesmerising voice. She sounds the best when she reaches the highest octave while singing &quot;Man Mohanaa&quot; towards the end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The instrumental music foe Khwaja mere Khwaja on Oboe and Jashn-e-bahaara on the flute is also very scintillating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole the album rocks and I enjoyed all the songs and hope the movie would also come out great.Its seems really after a long time that Bollywood is coming up with a nice movie based on history. When I saw the trailers of Jodha Akbar on the official site, it was amazing. The background score, the war scenes, the costumes, sets, everything was at its best and was rich! Looks like Maharani of Jaipur has also given her approval...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theatrical trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/HRyDWVXheL0&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/HRyDWVXheL0&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also you can listen to the tracks on Music Plug.The quality is real good.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to watch the movie,&lt;br /&gt;Meera signs off... &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3032023738467577268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/3032023738467577268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3032023738467577268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3032023738467577268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/01/jodha-akbar-tribute-to-history.html' title='Jodha Akbar- A Tribute to History..'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5l_COeZo1fAcGVpztZzY_TAOCZusniloOCBXSlAmm_e47hlN2XeW1VYr4xic60I2It7W7Et67-qxvtDdTGOo882eY0m8fr1dpT0FL7H0XIahrmzqThsjw72GT8kVPh9htdbH2nmYqFSM/s72-c/jodhaakbar10_08_1024-768.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-1718139350670184842</id><published>2008-01-22T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T16:31:19.910-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love surprise"/><title type='text'>Valentine Special-A Short Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Kahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;kahin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;koi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;koi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;hamareliye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;banaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&quot;, says &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Madhuri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;Dixit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;DTPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; movie... &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had seen the movie last night and was fast asleep but smiling and giggling to herself though, when the hostel warden, was shaking her &quot;Get up! Dreamer! Get up! You have a phone call!&quot;. Shaken all of a sudden she rushed to the phone, yawned and said,&quot;Hello?&quot; &quot;Hey &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here.&quot; answered a husky voice from the other end. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;Sahana&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;Sunil&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; parents had arranged their marriage a month ago, and there was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks left for their marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Can I see you in the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;Elizebeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Park in an hour?&#39;&quot; asked &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blushed , her cheeks were red and she said,&quot;Oh yes!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;Quickly she went to have her bath, chose her best dress, a lovely pink &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;lucknovi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;chudidhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that fit her so well and she looked stunning. She left her long silky hair loose wore the best &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;accessories&lt;/span&gt; and she hurried to the florist nearby took a single rose and headed for the park swiftly in her &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;Scooty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Happy Valentine&#39;s Day&quot;, both of them wished each other. They went out ,ate a wonderful lunch, saw a terrific movie and he dropped her off in the hostel and she got her first enchanting kiss that night! The cool breeze &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_25&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;blowed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when they were lost in that wonderful long-lasting kiss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chill crossed her hands when &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_26&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was thinking about the first Valentine Day before they got bonded and tomorrow was the first Valentine&#39;s Day after their wedding and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_27&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_25&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanted to make it really special. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_28&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_26&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had left for work. Love was in the air. Stores were filled with young lovers buying cards, gifts, chocolates.Everyone was contemplating on what to buy. She managed to complete her shopping and got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALENTINE&#39;S DAY: That morning &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_29&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_27&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kissed her goodbye and left. He did not even wish her. She even wondered if he remembered that it was Valentine&#39;s Day.&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_30&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_28&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; busied herself the day&#39;s chores. That evening, she prepared all his favorite food. She decorated the house. Fresh flowers, Room &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_31&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_29&quot;&gt;Freshner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Valentine balloons, adorned the house. She set up the table for a romantic candle-light dinner. All dishes beautifully arranged at the table. Desert cups filled with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_32&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_30&quot;&gt;Falooda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a treat! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_33&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_31&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; freshened up and dressed up in her best attire- A lovely deep-blue silk &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_34&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_32&quot;&gt;saree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_35&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_33&quot;&gt;Tassar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; silk . One should see her now, they would be awed and struck by her beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_36&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_34&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; knocked and she rushed to open the door and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&quot;Darling! Happy Valentine&#39;s Day!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&quot;Sorry &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_37&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_35&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , I was totally involved in work, I totally forgot. Same to you and you look striking!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_38&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-  spelling-error&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_36&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; managed a &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_39&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_37&quot;&gt;disappointing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; smile. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_40&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_38&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_41&quot;&gt;freshened&lt;/span&gt; up and they had a lovely dinner. Nan, Gobi Mutter, Peas &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_42&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_39&quot;&gt;Pulav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_43&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_40&quot;&gt;Raitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_44&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_41&quot;&gt;Kajerela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and more. Finally &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_45&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_42&quot;&gt;Falooda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_46&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_43&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loved it the most.&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_47&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_44&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also presented him a cool wrist watch and a lovely silk tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wow that was really special darling... Sorry I just could not do a thing.&quot; Saying so he held her in his arms really tight and again a soft wind blew with a sweet smell of love. Entering into a world of eternal love and happiness they had the best night. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_48&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_45&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_49&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_46&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were in each others arms ans &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_50&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_47&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said &quot;Its OK, you are my best gift.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DAY:&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_51&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_48&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woke up lazily switched on the lights of the washbasin and looked at herself...She was Stunned ! Excited! Bewildered to see a beautiful Heart-shaped Diamond Pendant dangling in her chain and boasting of its colors while dangling. She kissed his &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_52&quot;&gt;forehead&lt;/span&gt; and went to the kitchen... to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen filled with all colours of Rose Pots -White, Pink, Red, Yellow, Double colours... whatever you could think of and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_53&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_49&quot;&gt;Sahana&#39;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happiness knew no bounds ! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_54&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_50&quot;&gt;Sahana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rushed to give him a big hug and she said,&quot; I love you &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_55&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_51&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! You are the best!&quot; They both had a hearty laugh . &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_56&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;color:#660000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_52&quot;&gt;Sunil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had taken the day off. They went out , ate a lovely lunch, saw a terrific movie, and this time he did not drop her off, both of them went home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1718139350670184842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/1718139350670184842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1718139350670184842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1718139350670184842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/01/valentine-special.html' title='Valentine Special-A Short Story'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-3601115894128594527</id><published>2008-01-17T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T11:47:57.586-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Salman khan"/><title type='text'>Salman&#39;s Wax Statue</title><content type='html'>Would you believe Salman&#39;s Wax Statue is Rs 1.62 crores?? Watch this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src=&#39;http://ishare.rediff.com/images/player.swf&#39; FlashVars=&#39;videoURL=http://ishare.rediff.com/embedcodeplayer_config.php?content_id=98923&#39; name=&#39;aplayer&#39; allowScriptAccess=&#39;always&#39; allowFullScreen=&#39;true&#39; type=&#39;application/x-shockwave-flash&#39; height=&#39;322&#39; width=&#39;400&#39;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think about this?Feel free to comment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3601115894128594527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/3601115894128594527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3601115894128594527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3601115894128594527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/01/salmans-wax-statue_17.html' title='Salman&#39;s Wax Statue'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-6313082112265652884</id><published>2008-01-08T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T11:41:36.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classical Dance Videos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Dancing to any tune has always been my passion, till date. Indian classical Dances have captured world class attention and I am awed by it&#39;s beauty,grace and rhythm. With a splur of actions and rhythms and lyrics they convey so many things to the world. I was browsing through Youtube, thought would share some nice dance pieces in here. Hope you enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bharathnatyam-Kavadi Chindu- Beautiful Sways and Expressions.&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/rDEz9DrrL88&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/rDEz9DrrL88&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuchipudi-Jatiswaram-A piece based on footwork-a combination of Swaras and Jathis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/yqGD0B1WOPE&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/yqGD0B1WOPE&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohini Aatam-A Dance Full of Grace and Adorable Costumes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/6QmIpVvb-wA&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/6QmIpVvb-wA&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khathak-Amazing Music and Grace and Quick Footwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/zPCZISNdtt4&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/zPCZISNdtt4&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddisi-A Pallavi beautifully choerographed and a nice piece to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/3k-lVpm1UAc&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/3k-lVpm1UAc&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats Off to Indian Culture and Heritage! See you soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/6313082112265652884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/6313082112265652884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/6313082112265652884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/6313082112265652884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2008/01/classical-dance-videos.html' title='Classical Dance Videos'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-8720205994731725290</id><published>2007-12-30T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T09:23:30.000-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Taare Zameen Par"/><title type='text'>Bollywood&#39;s Best Movie of 2007- Taare Zameen Par</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj18UFvBttwoPDMFkBbIcJCa2co-1tRUIbBgqIZSBlc-0sLfrLT9pwWTxdhFxGOppVl7z0DqlCiU2CwEcCYG1DBpNAL_77qUn1ifaBlwIoUyHZeT3KRfCCuMNxMjc4du_B0bmnE9TQGLl0/s1600-h/200px-TaareZameenPar.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149879156515407442&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj18UFvBttwoPDMFkBbIcJCa2co-1tRUIbBgqIZSBlc-0sLfrLT9pwWTxdhFxGOppVl7z0DqlCiU2CwEcCYG1DBpNAL_77qUn1ifaBlwIoUyHZeT3KRfCCuMNxMjc4du_B0bmnE9TQGLl0/s400/200px-TaareZameenPar.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Bollywood has finally come up with a real wonderful movie directed by Aamir Khan, as we all know- Taare Zameen Par.I did not want to write about movies anymore because there are so many people already doing it, but after watching TZP, I could not help it.This is the most sensible,sensitive movie of this year and hats off to Aamir and his team.The movie talks about Dyslexia- a specific learning disability.I don&#39;t want to talk too much about the story because most of us would have seen it and for those who haven&#39;t, don&#39;t miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aamir has very beautifully portrayed the emotions running in the minds of such children.Darsheel Safary(Ishaan- child artist) has done his job splendid. We can call him a Child Prodigy.Every scene is amazingly shot. Aamir has a great chemistry with the kids and all of them look so wonderful! It is not easy to shoot a movie with kids. Everyone in the movie has palyed their role exceptionally well.&lt;br /&gt;It is a special movie for special kids, taken in a very special way.I have no more choice of words to express my feelings about the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the songs go, they are awesome. On the whole, TZP rocks and I feel it is The Best Bollywood Movie of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts on the movie? Please feel free to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/S-rZwxceeJw&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/S-rZwxceeJw&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off... &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8720205994731725290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/8720205994731725290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/8720205994731725290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/8720205994731725290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-movie-of-2007-taare-zameen-par.html' title='Bollywood&#39;s Best Movie of 2007- Taare Zameen Par'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj18UFvBttwoPDMFkBbIcJCa2co-1tRUIbBgqIZSBlc-0sLfrLT9pwWTxdhFxGOppVl7z0DqlCiU2CwEcCYG1DBpNAL_77qUn1ifaBlwIoUyHZeT3KRfCCuMNxMjc4du_B0bmnE9TQGLl0/s72-c/200px-TaareZameenPar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-5949132543629224367</id><published>2007-12-20T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T08:50:58.673-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Story"/><title type='text'>The Proud Mother - A Short Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Every mother is proud of her child, whenever the child achieves a new milestone.All moms are simply stricken by seeing their child grow, as a baby, as a toddler, as a kid and as an adult. Even fathers do, but its the moms who spend more time with a child from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So was the case with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt;, whose son was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Rohit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Rohit&lt;/span&gt; was one adorable child who could win the admiration of everybody, who gets to meet or see him. He was cute, naughty, talkative , playful, intelligent, like any other child these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt; had gone to pick up &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Rohit&lt;/span&gt; today, and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;everybody&lt;/span&gt; who sees her today, says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hey &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt;! Cool! Congrats!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You are proud mother today!&quot; said Mrs.&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;Dicksey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t understand! What happened?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well today your son bagged the Responsible Kid title for this month!&quot; said Mrs. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Dicksey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt; pleased and ran to her son and showered him with kisses.On their way back home, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt; asked how come he got this title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;Rohit&lt;/span&gt; said,&quot; Mom I saw a 1 dollar bill 2 weeks back on the playground and went to the principal and gave to her. She took down my name and class and said that if no one comes for it, I would get the dollar.No one came, so today, while calling out other Responsible kids who found things and gave it to the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;principal&lt;/span&gt;, my name was also called and look! I got the $1 bill! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying so, he happily hopped admiring his prize! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt; was so proud of her six year old son! She held her head high in pride and smiled at herself. Every child&#39;s mother would have been proud when their names get called!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s also nice that schools help in building character traits like this in children ,encouraging and appreciating children when they do the right things. It might be a small thing for us, but for a child its something like WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;Ranjana&lt;/span&gt; was very happy and decided to treat her son!Papa was also &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; happy when he got know this and promised &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;Rohit&lt;/span&gt; to take him out for a movie and his &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; restaurant in the weekend as a prize!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was the proud mother, and I wanted to share my happiness here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;Meera&lt;/span&gt; signing off.. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5949132543629224367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/5949132543629224367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5949132543629224367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5949132543629224367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/12/proud-mother-short-story.html' title='The Proud Mother - A Short Story'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-5102287722484330167</id><published>2007-12-17T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T12:35:32.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will You Ever Come Back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje7gacQGq2mj4axp4jxtOt6KJ1f1AaYMRc_OwR7pVzWeLEVz46ruPtFBHz9aW6t4vRMOm6zYXqTaB-Ez5CXWcsPU1VWzBNQpTYLpo1jH5AQu3CXcVyUXkZNj6E1BXsxLtd27O3rapCPwQ/s1600-h/baby_clipart_sitting.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145039316783334978&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje7gacQGq2mj4axp4jxtOt6KJ1f1AaYMRc_OwR7pVzWeLEVz46ruPtFBHz9aW6t4vRMOm6zYXqTaB-Ez5CXWcsPU1VWzBNQpTYLpo1jH5AQu3CXcVyUXkZNj6E1BXsxLtd27O3rapCPwQ/s400/baby_clipart_sitting.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Life is full of colours. But when the colour blue or gray hits you, I think we face the worst times in our life.Everybody needs a vent to shell out their feelings.When there are no more tears left,and when eyes are dry, the pen comes handy.This narration is to dedicated to every mother who has lost her child,whose eyes are still waiting for the child, whose arms are still waiting to give a big hug.....whose dreams still need to be fulfilled and whose wounded hearts are yet to be healed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thrilled to hear when the doctor said, Congrats! My happiness knew no bounds and I was on the top of the world, My child. I sang, My heart was carefree.. I dreamt of you my child!How you would look, how you would cry, how you would squeal and giggle!I dreamt of the first words you would say... &quot;Mama!&quot; or &quot;Papa!&quot; I dreamt of the first steps you would take, holding my fingers with your tiny tiny fingers.I dreamt of teaching you to dance just like me.I spoke to you, right from day one. I shared my happiness.I cherished every moment you were there in my womb.I talked to you about your father,your brother and that there were so many people, waiting, waiting for your arrival,to pour their ocean of love and care on you!I was in full bliss when you kicked me! It was no pain at all! You were growing in me.I enjoyed every bit of it. I couldn&#39;t wait for the beautiful day when you step your feet into this awesome world,the day when your cry rings in my ear, and I realize you are there , all for me, to take you into my arms and shower kisses on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the beautiful day had come... Oh! How beautiful you look! lovely large eyes! I was awed by your charm, your beauty, your tender hands and feet! The Lord had really created you with lot of love and lot of care...I thought my dreams are going to come true... and couldn&#39;t wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But were you so precious a baby to the Creator? He took you back!I am still angry with him. I dreamt of you for 10 months and waited for you! Will you ever come back to me? I cry, I cry everyday. When its dawn , I keep my doors open to see you walk into my empty house, walk like an angel,and say &quot;Amma,I am here.&quot; But in vain. Alas! you still cannot hear me.You still cannot feel our love for you! But, I know, I know some day you will come back and my eyes would keep looking at the doors, and see you walk through in....Will you ever come back my child? I miss you a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/5102287722484330167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/5102287722484330167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5102287722484330167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/5102287722484330167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/12/will-you-ever-come-back.html' title='Will You Ever Come Back?'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje7gacQGq2mj4axp4jxtOt6KJ1f1AaYMRc_OwR7pVzWeLEVz46ruPtFBHz9aW6t4vRMOm6zYXqTaB-Ez5CXWcsPU1VWzBNQpTYLpo1jH5AQu3CXcVyUXkZNj6E1BXsxLtd27O3rapCPwQ/s72-c/baby_clipart_sitting.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-842718068552469224</id><published>2007-12-13T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T11:40:22.727-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Short Story"/><title type='text'>&quot; Shocked &quot;- A Short Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Hi friends, this is my first attempt to write a short story. So all kinds of criticisms,suggestions and comments are welcome,but they must be clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole city of Chennai was in a festive mood because it was Shankaranthi.Houses were adorned with the auspicious leaves(Maav- Ilai)tied at the entrance. So was Mr. Krishnan&#39;s palatial banglow.It is a family tradition that all siblings of Mr.Krishnan and his wife Rohini, get together with their families on this special day for dinner and have a blast. It was Krishnan&#39;s turn to throw the party this time and he was expecting around 25-30 guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Rohini, so what&#39;s plan for today? You know about our get-together.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes Krish, I am very much aware of that and I just can&#39;t wait for them.Let me get things ready for the Shankaranthi Pooja, we will discuss the menu later!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Makes sense.I&#39;ll go for the shower and get back in 10minutes. Ask Gokul to get ready for the puja.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;OK! Gokul! Gokul! come on now its time!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krishnan went for his shower, Rohini prepared for the Puja, Gokul was running about here and there unable to sit in one place. The puja was done shortly. Now came the big time for the Menu discussion for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Krish, I have decided to make Badam Kheer, Carrot halwa, Vadas, and our usual Sambhar, Rasam, Potato fried curry, Beans Curry,Papad and pickles ofcourse.So what do you think?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hmm.. that sounds yummy! I have booked tickets for all of us for  Vikram&#39;s new movie. We will finish the movie first and then get back home for the dinner. So get things ready asap.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sure! Everything should be ready by the time we leave.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had started to come home . Gokul was so excited to see his cousins. On one hand Rohini was preparing for the dinner, and on other making coffee for the guests.The house was filled with laughter! They were all having fun. The oldies chattering, the kids playing, the ladies trying to help Rohini, and at the same time gossipping. The men had started their game of cards in the huge patio of the house.Anyone else should see Krishnan&#39;s family today, would envy him.There was happiness and smiles on everyone&#39;s face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Time for movie! Rohini are you done?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes!&quot; yelled Rohini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were ready, dressed in their best attire for the show.The movie was full of fun and comedy.The whole family was hungry and they all hurried home. All of them sat in a circle ready to eat. Rohini started to bring the yummy food one by one. Badam Keer, Carrot Halwa, Vadas, Sambhar, Rasam, Pickles, Papad. Everything was so perfect.All of them were ready to eat, when suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh! My God!&quot; screamed Rohini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole house was silent and worried and they all rushed to the kitchen to see what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh My God!Sorry,I forgot to make rice!&quot; she screamed and was almost in tears and her head hung down in shame and embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody looked at her and each other.The room was filled with laughter again.In an hour&#39;s time rice was ready and the whole family had the best dinner that night!The party was over and everyone started to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry Krish, I should have also made the rice. It just skipped off my mind.&quot; Rohini said just before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&#39;s OK ,Darling, after all you had to do everything all by yourself. I was shocked when you screamed in the kitchen. My heart skipped a beat and was relieved to see you all safe.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krish kissed his wife lovingly on her forehead, who was already drifting to sleep after the heavy day&#39;s work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, such kind of things happen. Well, this really happened to me hihi, and I thought I would write it as a story.Hope you enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off.. stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/842718068552469224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/842718068552469224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/842718068552469224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/842718068552469224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/12/shocked-short-story.html' title='&quot; Shocked &quot;- A Short Story'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-1354818492500851615</id><published>2007-12-04T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:36:38.027-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Past"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><title type='text'>A Trip to the Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Time flies. When we sit back and think about the past, a gush of emotions pass through us. Yesterday morning I was chatting with an old friend,who is in Chennai now. We talked about school and the fun we had.The chat lasted for about 30 minutes, but after logging off , I took a trip to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus my journey began.A journey, into the past, which brought back sweet glorious memories that are evergreen and still very much close to my heart. I did not know what to blog.... so I thought I would share my experiences and feelings in here. I joined my school in Chennai,in my 3rd or 4th grade , I guess. But from then, till my XII, I had the best times in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few silly things that I would like to share...The happiest day in my V grade,was when I scored Centum in Maths! Maths was and is always one subject that I hate, but on that day I was escastic! Well, that was the first and last time I scored a Centum! hihi. Another instance is that I used to give my class teacher roses everyday!As a matter of co-incidence, I used to love Social-Studies and she was our social teacher.So I used to get real high marks in Social and my friends would tease me and tell that I scored marks because I gave her roses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then ofcourse, when it comes to extra-curricular activities I was the first to participate in any dance competition or programme! I simply used to love to dance.Participating in school choir, school march-past, helping out teachers(one can say MASKA)hihi were my favourite stuff.Reading news in our school was a daily activity, which was done class wise and children had to take turns.I used to die for my turn..... hihi to read on the mike. Once, it was my turn and I was reading, I made a mistake and said &quot;CHI&quot; and the principal glared at me.... I gulped and looked like a fool there...managed to say &quot;I beg your pardon&quot; finished my news, ran into the class and was in full tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, the best of all, &quot;Teachers Day&quot;. I was in XII then, when my class teacher asked me to dance out of the blue and he invited the chemistry sir too..One of my friends had &quot;Kaadhalan&quot; tape. He got the recorder from the lab, and finally I danced for Gopala Gopala, which became a major hit in the class! Hihi. I got a lot of nicknames in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst all these were the silly infactuations and love stories happening among friends. This is a usual phenomenon happening among children of this age.. I also had an infactuation! Lastly, the tearful Farewell party which the juniors gave us.They had done so many things for us, right from variety entertainment to yummy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I sit back and think, I give a hearty laugh, I laugh as I write these memories.... There are still a lot, but I think that&#39;s enough for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a trip to the past is really helpful. I was loaded with energy yesterday, feeling happy,and a kind of awe because it is almost 15 years then, that all these things happened!I was in a nostalgic state!Time really flies!Today most of us married and have kids and it is their time to experience the fun of school days and college days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said he visited the school a few days back, and nothing had changed there, even the benches!except for a few new teachers and of course the young innocent kids who would blossom into stars in the future.Otherwise, the school is the same filled with fun and frolic!I promised myself, the next time I visit India, I would surely go to my school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did any of you make a journey to the past? Feel free to share them .....I would love to read them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off.....Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1354818492500851615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/1354818492500851615' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1354818492500851615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1354818492500851615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/12/trip-to-past.html' title='A Trip to the Past'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-3688587691803918433</id><published>2007-12-03T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T09:53:10.748-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bump-top"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Desktops"/><title type='text'>Bump-Top -A New Outlook to Desktops</title><content type='html'>Anand Agarawala has created this new irrestible desktop that has a software that applies a 3D physicality and also a new approach to interactivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to Anand Agarawala speak about it on TED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id=&quot;VE_Player&quot; 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quality=&quot;high&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; scale=&quot;noscale&quot; wmode=&quot;window&quot; width=&quot;432&quot; height=&quot;285&quot; name=&quot;VE_Player&quot; align=&quot;middle&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; pluginspage=&quot;http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/M0ODskdEPnQ&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/M0ODskdEPnQ&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ted.com/index.php/speakers/view/id/118/&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This link&lt;/a&gt; tells you more about Bump-Top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you feel about this new approach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off... Stay Tuned!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/3688587691803918433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/3688587691803918433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3688587691803918433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/3688587691803918433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/12/bump-top-new-outlook-to-desktops.html' title='Bump-Top -A New Outlook to Desktops'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-7935406954365199990</id><published>2007-11-30T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T18:50:42.756-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Saawariya"/><title type='text'>Saawariya - Not All that Bad!</title><content type='html'>I got to see the movie today.Actually it was quiet nice. Ranbir and Sonam have performed great and their chemistry on screen is absolutely outstanding! Sonam and Ranbir look stunning! Agreed the movie is kinda slow, but for the story and theme it fits in well! Guess public response was kind of really harsh.I had also mentioned in one of my blogs that people said that the movie put Mumbai to sleep, my apologies!Infact, I liked it better than Om Shanti Om, in which the second half was dumb!&lt;br /&gt;SRK fans might not agree! Well that&#39;s how I feel.The sets in Saawariya is like being in a fantasy world. Costumes of Sonam were OK, could have been better.Rani did her part welland Lilly Pop&#39;s role was very emotiional.The songs are enchanting and well picturised.On the whole, I liked it better than OSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to post your comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7935406954365199990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/7935406954365199990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/7935406954365199990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/7935406954365199990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/saawariya-not-all-that-bad.html' title='Saawariya - Not All that Bad!'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-209035630299426089</id><published>2007-11-29T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T10:34:54.872-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ajith"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Billa"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Namitha"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nayanthara"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vishnuvardhan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Yuvan Shankar Raja"/><title type='text'>Billa 2007 - A Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFrmCkxHMF3GR1lwERMfLPPXckza6_2OfM-Q7y_4iF0lJShGnPRo8-mBeybP0N9dIimqYEjHP-LTuNrHdXMJeNBROfZcmwAgqqwoCYzjHy2iNsFBjilkJEBRgNFPaLt-zLSSYS2hBLJE/s1600-r/billa_121107_1024_3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138699153181004370&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqhT3RgsIV0D43fAlyCxkdEyBMCuLRGB82edZfblNjrHgu5IYjf5NS4e6AVCgM-mCv-_ymOrGWxt8XdCck9XEWo6BjeRSj6zyBS820CFixDRLaepdYtHczWLXtsmbNCMVgJKLpFqEDECM/s400/billa_121107_1024_3.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Time for Ajith fans to fasten their belts! Ajith&#39;s next project &quot;Billa 2007&quot; for the year is almost done and is awaiting the release on 12th December.The movie is directed by Vishnuvardhan and Music is composed by Yuvan Shankar Raja.The movie has the hottest stars- Ajith, Namitha, Nayanthara, Prabhu and Rahman.Most of the movie is shot in Kualalampur. The theatrical trailer was released in Diwali on screens and proved to be the talk of the town.It is becoming a trend to remake hit movies of the past, and Billa is another one. Rajini launched the movie in April&#39;07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie Plot&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;In 2007, drug trade is booming. The Malaysian Intelligence and Anti-Narcotic Department are called upon for assistance by their Indian counterparts. There are rumours that a drug gang has recently moved their headquarters to Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Indian team is headed by the DCP (Rahman) who wants to break the back of the drug operations of a drug lord. He believes that capturing the drug Lord&#39;s dangerous and elusive lieutenant, Billa, (Ajith Kumar), will be the most effective way of accomplishing this. Billa&#39;s gang consist of Narang (Santhanam) and Anita (Namitha). Soon, Roma (Nayanthara)joins them but she has other plans - kill Billa. Billa was responsible for killing her brother Ramesh as well as his fiancee, Kamini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a chase with the police the real Billa is critically injured and is captured by the DSP. He keeps it a secret that he has captured Billa, even from his fellow officers, and tracks down a look-alike called Jeeva, a lowly singer (also played by Ajith Kumar). He asks Jeeva to infiltrate Billa&#39;s gang by pretending to be Billa. In return he will make sure that the child Jeeva found and adopted, Deepu gets a proper education. Meanwhile Jasjit who has just been released from prison sets out in search for his son, Deepu, and to get his revenge on the DSP who arrested him and prevented him from rescuing his wife and child from black mailers, this in turn killed his wife and left his son missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song sequence in Malaysia The DSP(Prabhu) trains Jeeva and admits him in a hospital (in which Billa is also admitted and supposedly in coma) to surgically give him all the scars and birthmarks the real Billa has on his body. However Billa dies of heart failure suddenly in front of the DSP and the doctors, who are unable to save him. While Jeeva is infiltrating Billa&#39;s gang, the DSP is captured and killed in a fire blast; and Jeeva is forced to run from the police as well as Billa&#39;s gang members -- pursuing the last piece of evidence (a disc) which has all of Billa&#39;s criminal activities loaded on it, a disc which can get him out of this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through various plot twists, Jeeva recovers the disc. Eventually, it surfaces that the DSP is alive and is actually Vardhan, a notorious underground criminal with a grudge against the Drug Lord, Billa&#39;s boss, and eventually ends up killing him. Jeeva arranges a meeting with Vardhan and assists in his capture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a final twist, it emerges that the real Billa is still alive, and was pretending to be Jeeva who he killed and replaced while in the hospital. It was actually Jeeva who had died in the hospital of heart failure in front of Vardhan. In the end both Billa and his girlfriend Anita (Namitha) escape, bewildering the police and Roma.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music Score and Songs:&lt;/strong&gt; The music score is composed by Yuvan Shankar Raja. The music was released on 28thNov&#39;07 by Ayngaran International and Rajinikanth at his rescidence in Poes Gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Billa Theme&lt;/strong&gt;:The beginning of the theme music reminds me either of Anniyan score or Manmathan.The music is kind of loud though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Name is Billa&lt;/strong&gt;: A reprise of Rajin&#39;s &quot;My Name is Billa&quot;.The singer&#39;s voice seems to be softened because of the jarry music.But the beat is fine though and is enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vethalaiya Potendi&lt;/strong&gt;:Shankar Mahadevan has this song to his credit. The song is a catchy one,again a remake.A typical &quot;Dappanguthu&quot; background blended with guitars!Worth listening, not terrific though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sei Yethavathu&lt;/strong&gt;:This song is rendered by Nithya Mahadevan.When the music started I thought it would a nice melody but dissapointed! The beat of the song was good, but a music director like Yuvan could have created wonders! It&#39;s OK... nothing special,just a usual cool song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seval Kodi&lt;/strong&gt;:A real fast number,having a blend of Nadaswarams,and Dangu Dakra music! hihi. The song is rendered by Vijay Yesudas,and a song for the people. I think people may like it. Not sure though! We also have a bit of &#39;Konnakol&#39; which means reciting a Jathi.I wonder how the actors would have danced.... a way too fast track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naan Mattum&lt;/strong&gt;:Begins with the guitar again. The song is redenderd by Deepika, a new comer. She has a cool husky voice and am sure would blossom into one of the best singers in the future.The song has a violin interlude which is a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, the album is OK. I heard that the shops in Chennai are running out of Audio CDs of Billa, which is nice to know and ofcourse one cannot expect a melody or romantic number for a movie like Billa. So, Yuvan can surely get a cheers for his work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ifluences&lt;/strong&gt;: The movie has pulled influences from the originals of Rajini&#39;s Billa, Big B&#39;s Don and SRK&#39;s Don again. Most of them been drawn from SRK&#39;s Don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Looks like Ajith&#39;s fans are in for a treat! Good luck to the whole team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billa Teaser Trailer Exclusive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height=&quot;355&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/L25H1IW9nT8&amp;amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/L25H1IW9nT8&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: Wikiepedia.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/209035630299426089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/209035630299426089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/209035630299426089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/209035630299426089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/billa-2007-preview.html' title='Billa 2007 - A Preview'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqhT3RgsIV0D43fAlyCxkdEyBMCuLRGB82edZfblNjrHgu5IYjf5NS4e6AVCgM-mCv-_ymOrGWxt8XdCck9XEWo6BjeRSj6zyBS820CFixDRLaepdYtHczWLXtsmbNCMVgJKLpFqEDECM/s72-c/billa_121107_1024_3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-1211229833291837415</id><published>2007-11-27T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T12:01:32.829-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="M.F.Hussain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Madhuri Dixit"/><title type='text'>M.F.Hussain Books a Theatre for Madhuri&#39;s Comeback!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiGeixWe2XlVVhYYLBm9r7xKvLmKogXk1ymLm57zMzsznMlvYI-xoQt_Mjn2p5wc9bsPOQtkbWgjitZL7xVa7PkjC3FWxjxpmviS7gbJkmx5txy2MJ9rpqSmG-JMdu8-sD2lCY71Bt7UU/s1600-h/5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiGeixWe2XlVVhYYLBm9r7xKvLmKogXk1ymLm57zMzsznMlvYI-xoQt_Mjn2p5wc9bsPOQtkbWgjitZL7xVa7PkjC3FWxjxpmviS7gbJkmx5txy2MJ9rpqSmG-JMdu8-sD2lCY71Bt7UU/s400/5.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137601458324394530&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;A cool news for all Madhuri lovers! Indian artist M.F.Hussain has booked a entire show for Madhuri&#39;s comeback in Aaja Nachle at Lamcy Theatre in UAE, for special guests from all walks of life.True, Bollywood has been missing such a glorious actress cum dancer for the past 5 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A double dhamaka for the ticket invites because they would receive a autograph of Hussain along with one of his sketches of Bollywood diva in the theatre.&lt;br /&gt;He says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll also be exhibiting paintings of Madhuri in the foyer of the theatre. I have made these paintings based on her great hits,&quot; he told the Khaleej Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;In fact, the paintings are a part of a series I have undertaken and will be exhibited sometime next year as my tribute to Bollywood, the biggest and greatest movie industry in the world.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&#39;s a tribute to not only her beauty, but also her talent as an actress.&quot; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri told reporters that she was overwhelmed by his gesture and feels flattered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel great for Madhuri and hope her comeback is really very successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;East or West Madhuri is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to comment on what you feel about Madhuri and her come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lehren T.V. on her comeback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/42OPYfQW1Og&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/42OPYfQW1Og&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off... Stay tuned! &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1211229833291837415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/1211229833291837415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1211229833291837415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1211229833291837415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/mfhussain-books-theatre-for-madhuris.html' title='M.F.Hussain Books a Theatre for Madhuri&#39;s Comeback!'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiGeixWe2XlVVhYYLBm9r7xKvLmKogXk1ymLm57zMzsznMlvYI-xoQt_Mjn2p5wc9bsPOQtkbWgjitZL7xVa7PkjC3FWxjxpmviS7gbJkmx5txy2MJ9rpqSmG-JMdu8-sD2lCY71Bt7UU/s72-c/5.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-4410631658873556508</id><published>2007-11-24T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T10:05:27.199-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aaja Nachle."/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Madhuri Dixit"/><title type='text'>Madhuri&#39;s Come Back in Aaja Nachle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoEPMvuzOmLtS2HJfbAr5u9iyLJxoUOFF9AgjL1-wLJsUquv5cLbdgdmXoyw-7kyVG7EsWt4lXBBJWoc5wpZBsU8DM3HRGeG8ux_PPOugqGh_fBFsA7tuGIWEfTExt_0HXoHkHPUd0aE/s1600-h/28.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136467367914918418&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoEPMvuzOmLtS2HJfbAr5u9iyLJxoUOFF9AgjL1-wLJsUquv5cLbdgdmXoyw-7kyVG7EsWt4lXBBJWoc5wpZBsU8DM3HRGeG8ux_PPOugqGh_fBFsA7tuGIWEfTExt_0HXoHkHPUd0aE/s400/28.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;As an ardent Madhuri fan, I just cannot hold on to see her back in her next movie after such a long time. Right from her &quot;EK Do Teen from Tezaab, to Maar Daale in Devdas Madhuri has proved to be the most versatile actress and the best dancer that Bollywood could ever have! And Yaa! she is back under the big banners of Yash Raj Productions.Madhuri looks great in the wall papers and promos of &lt;strong&gt;&quot;Aaja Nachle.&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie Synopsis&lt;/strong&gt;: Dia(Madhuri) was born and brought up in a small village Shamli. There she spent her childhood learning to dance from Guru Makarand.Dia is forced to go New York due to family issues. After a decade she receives a call from her village that her her Guru is very sick.Unfortunately he dies and so does his well groomed Ajanta Theatre. Ajanta Theatre was a local hub then and the most happening place in Shamli village and Dia has a lot of memories attached with it. Dia decides to bring back life to this theatre by staging a show which has participants from Shamli village only. The story is thus about Dia&#39;s attempts to resurrect Ajanta Theatre amidst hustles and troubles created by the local politicians who want to destruct Ajanta for it&#39;s real-estate value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt;:The music score of the movie is composed by Salim-Sulaiman. The title song &quot;Aaja Nachle Nachle&quot; is the best track of the album. The music could have been much more better for Madhuri&#39;s comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cast and Crew&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri Dixit- Dia&lt;br /&gt;Konkona Sen Sharma- Anokhi&lt;br /&gt;KunalKapoor - Imran&lt;br /&gt;Divya Dutta as - Najma&lt;br /&gt;Ranvir Shorey as - Mohan Sharma&lt;br /&gt;Dalai - Radha&lt;br /&gt;Raghubir Yadav- Doctor&lt;br /&gt;Vinay Pathak - Mr. Chojar&lt;br /&gt;Akhilendra Mishra - Chaudhary Om Singh&lt;br /&gt;Jugal Hansraj - Sanjeev Mehta&lt;br /&gt;Yashpal Sharma - S.H.O. Singh&lt;br /&gt;Nowaz - Dhan Kuber&lt;br /&gt;Darshan Zariwala - Makarand&lt;br /&gt;Sushmita Mukherjee - Mrs. Chojar&lt;br /&gt;Akshay Khanna - Dia&#39;s Husband (Special Appearance)&lt;br /&gt;Irrfan Khan - (Sepcial Appearance)&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Anil Mehta and Produced by Aditya Chopra, the movie is releasing on 30 Nov&#39;07,that is just a few more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch how Madhuri beautifully swings!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/raT0GCL8ms4&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/raT0GCL8ms4&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theatrical Trailer of Aaja Nachle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/U8CCJTez-yI&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/U8CCJTez-yI&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off.... Keeping fingers crossed for Madhuri Dixit! Stay Tuned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/4410631658873556508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/4410631658873556508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/4410631658873556508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/4410631658873556508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/madhuris-come-back-in-aaja-nachle.html' title='Madhuri&#39;s Come Back in Aaja Nachle'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoEPMvuzOmLtS2HJfbAr5u9iyLJxoUOFF9AgjL1-wLJsUquv5cLbdgdmXoyw-7kyVG7EsWt4lXBBJWoc5wpZBsU8DM3HRGeG8ux_PPOugqGh_fBFsA7tuGIWEfTExt_0HXoHkHPUd0aE/s72-c/28.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-2951544409482527851</id><published>2007-11-16T15:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:48:30.057-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Comets"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Galaxies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hubble Telescope"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Space"/><title type='text'>Space Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Space has always been a mystery to me, most of us I guess.I have always wondered what is there up beyond the skies? I was browsing ABC when I came across these pictures taken by the Hubble Telescope. Aren&#39;t they beautiful and amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQNcmBq_-ifJXuCbrikTQ0_mQp2PaamPFpEaezgyyR3FYaGp4zYHBpGnJ1_zCRula09SCWmtA-ng84IlVybOQ4cRiLdGJxpgFN4yTBJKaZnbc7UY14acOVIa56RVUHraj40b2HTg8iL0/s1600-h/ht_nebula3_070731_ssv.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133587777026544018&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQNcmBq_-ifJXuCbrikTQ0_mQp2PaamPFpEaezgyyR3FYaGp4zYHBpGnJ1_zCRula09SCWmtA-ng84IlVybOQ4cRiLdGJxpgFN4yTBJKaZnbc7UY14acOVIa56RVUHraj40b2HTg8iL0/s400/ht_nebula3_070731_ssv.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hubble telescope has captured images of the Veil Nebula, the remains of a star that exploded 5,000 years ago. This is a wide-field image of the star&#39;s remains, made as a color composite from individual exposures from the Digitized Sky Survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKZEIfgCwWCB5NhoP1n4i_h_VGYiQTCvcSh1nAy09_OSp85cWWnmWfuOG4mKOBhl-VD9GrV5Gxw3q9-cU5II8YZtJhDbZFENM267Y_nIBOsGEK9mOro2bWxshtZBabfX_gpEIzYsBMM0/s1600-h/ht_interacting_galaxy_071030_ssh.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133587484968767874&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEKZEIfgCwWCB5NhoP1n4i_h_VGYiQTCvcSh1nAy09_OSp85cWWnmWfuOG4mKOBhl-VD9GrV5Gxw3q9-cU5II8YZtJhDbZFENM267Y_nIBOsGEK9mOro2bWxshtZBabfX_gpEIzYsBMM0/s400/ht_interacting_galaxy_071030_ssh.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two galaxies, known collectively as Arp 87, are one of hundreds of known interacting and merging galaxies. The corkscrew shape of the &quot;bridge&quot; of shared matter between the two galaxies suggests that some stars and gas drawn from the larger galaxy have been caught in the gravitational pull of the smaller one. The pair was originally discovered by astronomer Halton Arp in the 1970s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoqXbonJ1wMFtfVfrzDAMWSbsUISYrS-TOBDqpJBHdUFqr6VHKLp116O01ZPy2sZvgYw8_t2kRpP2ZxCeksJXtzQPhky36CgpudRgt5k4MrF9XSypcVdDmGGzg-_x-1hQMTQZF6WgmKk/s1600-h/ht_hubble4_070911_ssh.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133587227270730098&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoqXbonJ1wMFtfVfrzDAMWSbsUISYrS-TOBDqpJBHdUFqr6VHKLp116O01ZPy2sZvgYw8_t2kRpP2ZxCeksJXtzQPhky36CgpudRgt5k4MrF9XSypcVdDmGGzg-_x-1hQMTQZF6WgmKk/s400/ht_hubble4_070911_ssh.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colorful, intricate shapes in these NASA Hubble Space Telescope images reveal how the glowing gas ejected by dying sunlike stars evolves dramatically over time. These gaseous clouds, called planetary nebulae, are created when stars in the last stages of life cast off their outer layers of material into space. Ultraviolet light from the remnant star makes the material glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_dlOriaF7Qt3ws_3bUOh4w7Ljt01s4c4Ti5e6pkqB2OwgTaZMgYRLodFcn9rPCXDHLD4HWXFwxYXEnzkglp1msbRzTQzTJsXuyLYhAcJB6XZQxGBZ0LvOeb3LEhxG_voNnUGG5fmW2E/s1600-h/ht_hubble3_070911_ssh.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133586445586682210&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6_dlOriaF7Qt3ws_3bUOh4w7Ljt01s4c4Ti5e6pkqB2OwgTaZMgYRLodFcn9rPCXDHLD4HWXFwxYXEnzkglp1msbRzTQzTJsXuyLYhAcJB6XZQxGBZ0LvOeb3LEhxG_voNnUGG5fmW2E/s400/ht_hubble3_070911_ssh.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGC 5307 displays a spiral pattern, which may have been caused by the dying star wobbling as it expelled jets of gas in different directions. NGC 5307 resides in the southern constellation Centaurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KCiJ3y7sjTCn_6rouKNQ84YlzUHZE47uxTIPoqDqc4ErfDvsCxbIiJ7X_9QYLBirtE2xmI2fJUfuG4zjc0zLVghgIfOy6yPbac87mgSLx8jpJBAoth4dJBQ0qf8ww5Q1vR3Trd2ERlw/s1600-h/ht_hubble1_071025_ssv.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133586196478579026&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7KCiJ3y7sjTCn_6rouKNQ84YlzUHZE47uxTIPoqDqc4ErfDvsCxbIiJ7X_9QYLBirtE2xmI2fJUfuG4zjc0zLVghgIfOy6yPbac87mgSLx8jpJBAoth4dJBQ0qf8ww5Q1vR3Trd2ERlw/s400/ht_hubble1_071025_ssv.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This new photo from the Hubble Telescope shows shells of stars around a bright quasar, known as MC2 1635+119, which dominates the center of the galaxy. The stars presence indicate a titanic clash with another galaxy in the relatively recent past. Scientists believe that the stars&#39; presence supports the idea that quasars are born from interactions between galaxies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPTFcnNRajFf5HAGjNJH5b4koPMwSMyycvG1UNJETnizEg-bN-M0xWkJjYZQBNO6WtDWMChEfSfMwWZ18xGg7JQXbp-LJ2bbmSpDSsjE_pcv6WT2LCycYdDlmOSG69ZNqei7w9ZOe3WIo/s1600-h/nasa_hubble_02_071116_ssh.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133585831406358850&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPTFcnNRajFf5HAGjNJH5b4koPMwSMyycvG1UNJETnizEg-bN-M0xWkJjYZQBNO6WtDWMChEfSfMwWZ18xGg7JQXbp-LJ2bbmSpDSsjE_pcv6WT2LCycYdDlmOSG69ZNqei7w9ZOe3WIo/s400/nasa_hubble_02_071116_ssh.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astronomers used Hubble&#39;s powerful resolution to study Comet Holmes&#39; core for clues about how the comet brightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi670pLthFI4JyYbuLHptHs9ct_QzcDLaPLa68veaEohCNqPgMFKbrfRevkitLJSvMTG3HkPA1SHFsndN09eOD_sMdbMc9AqKrvoPsjAdxgEJlHkZ685rhy4fh91eRSI-GT0psk22mSgME/s1600-h/nasa_hubble_01_071116_ssh.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133585668197601586&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi670pLthFI4JyYbuLHptHs9ct_QzcDLaPLa68veaEohCNqPgMFKbrfRevkitLJSvMTG3HkPA1SHFsndN09eOD_sMdbMc9AqKrvoPsjAdxgEJlHkZ685rhy4fh91eRSI-GT0psk22mSgME/s400/nasa_hubble_01_071116_ssh.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASA&#39;s Hubble Space Telescope has probed the bright core of Comet Holmes, which has mysteriously brightened by nearly a millionfold in a 24-hour period beginning 23Oct&#39;07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off.. Stay tuned. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/2951544409482527851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/2951544409482527851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/2951544409482527851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/2951544409482527851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/space-mystery_16.html' title='Space Mystery'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQNcmBq_-ifJXuCbrikTQ0_mQp2PaamPFpEaezgyyR3FYaGp4zYHBpGnJ1_zCRula09SCWmtA-ng84IlVybOQ4cRiLdGJxpgFN4yTBJKaZnbc7UY14acOVIa56RVUHraj40b2HTg8iL0/s72-c/ht_nebula3_070731_ssv.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-7854892581729850633</id><published>2007-11-16T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T12:09:25.763-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Manoj Kumar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SRK"/><title type='text'>King Khan Says &quot;Sorry&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3o4tCmpKWQ4Lm9wFEq0Erw_559N9WAt8x8s5-esS7dJj0XGgPqd3bL7Au7DWkDDcrI87wLWQSuE0Qht2TcSRZ4nONhyJYzBerwEF3eY62aszRuySgmtHZ6ksQGJA5ISVH45_xTnkn3lw/s1600-h/omshantio21.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133532028351041794&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3o4tCmpKWQ4Lm9wFEq0Erw_559N9WAt8x8s5-esS7dJj0XGgPqd3bL7Au7DWkDDcrI87wLWQSuE0Qht2TcSRZ4nONhyJYzBerwEF3eY62aszRuySgmtHZ6ksQGJA5ISVH45_xTnkn3lw/s400/omshantio21.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most talked news of the town is Manoj Kumar, who was totally displeased with his image being insulted in a particular sequence in Om Shanti Om.He felt so bad that he went to the extent of suing Shah Rukh Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manoj Kumar asked Vashi, his lawyer if he could sue SRK on any basis,but the lawyer remarked that action should be taken on moral grounds rather than legal grounds.Looks like SRK called up Manoj Kumar and tendered an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Khan said &quot;I was completely wrong...If he is hurt, I apologise&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I called him in the afternoon, and the first thing he said to me was &quot;it is no big deal, son,&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Shah Rukh Khan told his reporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s OK to make fun of people,but not in way that would hurt their image or self-respect. A good lesson for SRK and Farah Khan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off.. Stay tuned!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/7854892581729850633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/7854892581729850633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/7854892581729850633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/7854892581729850633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/king-khan-says-sorry.html' title='King Khan Says &quot;Sorry&quot;'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3o4tCmpKWQ4Lm9wFEq0Erw_559N9WAt8x8s5-esS7dJj0XGgPqd3bL7Au7DWkDDcrI87wLWQSuE0Qht2TcSRZ4nONhyJYzBerwEF3eY62aszRuySgmtHZ6ksQGJA5ISVH45_xTnkn3lw/s72-c/omshantio21.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-8106646741089846893</id><published>2007-11-14T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T14:45:48.988-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Madhuri Dixit"/><title type='text'>Madhuri&#39;s Jalwa....</title><content type='html'>She is the Best Dancer Bollywood has ever had after Madhubala of the Olden times.Now watch a few dance numbers of Madhuri and have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maar Daala from Devdas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; 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You always rock, Madhuri!I Love You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meera signing off.....Stay tuned.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/8106646741089846893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/8106646741089846893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/8106646741089846893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/8106646741089846893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/madhuris-jalwa.html' title='Madhuri&#39;s Jalwa....'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7278287656311294882.post-1959797586681433378</id><published>2007-11-13T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T14:27:19.586-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Aamir Khan"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Taare Zamin Par"/><title type='text'>Taare Zameen Par -Music Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbRkyvieCE4fxfrIxKerG1B-hKHkuPKVzU4qjfwkmoHZSSNd_508btYlt7O5pFGUWYxUTO6-05eEoyq9q6qLKnHjK8lLV-DwJCIqxMCc3Zf2FSKG0VZ53WNEpQW1tLsvcr3xpqLi7gbw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132395647636407314&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbRkyvieCE4fxfrIxKerG1B-hKHkuPKVzU4qjfwkmoHZSSNd_508btYlt7O5pFGUWYxUTO6-05eEoyq9q6qLKnHjK8lLV-DwJCIqxMCc3Zf2FSKG0VZ53WNEpQW1tLsvcr3xpqLi7gbw/s400/untitled.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his successful maiden venture of his productions of &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;LAGAAN&lt;/span&gt;&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;AamirKhan&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; next step is &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Taare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;Zameen&lt;/span&gt; Par.&quot; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt; khan also comes out as debutant Director in this movie..&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;Taare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;zameen&lt;/span&gt; Par is a story about a teacher (&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt; Khan) and a student(&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;Darsheel&lt;/span&gt; Safari) suffering from Dyslexia- a kind of specific learning &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;disabilty&lt;/span&gt;.The Music is composed by the TRIO- &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;Shankar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_12&quot;&gt;Ehasaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_13&quot;&gt;Noorani&lt;/span&gt;, and Loy &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_14&quot;&gt;Mendonsa&lt;/span&gt;.The lyrics for the songs was composed by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_15&quot;&gt;Prasoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_16&quot;&gt;Joshi&lt;/span&gt;.The music was released in a subtle fashion on 10 Nov&#39;07 at the residence of veteran actor &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_17&quot;&gt;Shammi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_18&quot;&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to the songs.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_19&quot;&gt;Taare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_20&quot;&gt;Zammen&lt;/span&gt; Par&lt;/strong&gt; : The title song of the movie is a very emotional piece with very few instruments on the background.A sweet song talking about dreams and ambitions is well sung by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_21&quot;&gt;Shankar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_22&quot;&gt;Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt;, Bugs &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_23&quot;&gt;Bhargava&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_24&quot;&gt;Vivvinenna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_25&quot;&gt;Pocha&lt;/span&gt;.The lyrics have a poetic touch to it. It has classical instruments like Sitar and the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_26&quot;&gt;Tabala&lt;/span&gt; which makes the song rich and dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_27&quot;&gt;Bheja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_28&quot;&gt;Kum&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;:A small rock song that starts with the words Idiot! Why can&#39;t you? This is a song scolding kids when they score less marks in the subjects. A nice little number having 10 singers to it&#39;s credit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bum Bum Bole&lt;/strong&gt;: A real cool catchy number that begins with some gibberish talking by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_29&quot;&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt; and sung beautifully by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_30&quot;&gt;Shaan&lt;/span&gt;. The humming &quot;Aye Aye Bum Bum Bole &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_31&quot;&gt;Masti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_32&quot;&gt;Mein&lt;/span&gt; Dole&quot; reminds me of a tune from a Tamil song &quot; Oh Oh Oh Kick &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_33&quot;&gt;Eruthe&lt;/span&gt;&quot; from &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_34&quot;&gt;Rajini&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; movie &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_35&quot;&gt;Baadsha&lt;/span&gt;.This song would surely be hit among the kids . It seems to be a real colourful song full of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_36&quot;&gt;masti&lt;/span&gt;.The song talks about the colourful world and asks the children to open their wings and fly out and discover the real world out! &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_37&quot;&gt;Truly&lt;/span&gt; a lovely song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jame &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_38&quot;&gt;Raho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :The song starts with the ticking of the alarm clock.It basically tells the routine life of students right from getting up in the morning and their toil to get success. In between there is a nice classical music touch. One can say it would be a best fit for encouraging the sport stars or the soldiers fighting in the borders. The music beats and tune goes so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_39&quot;&gt;Kolo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_40&quot;&gt;Kholo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :A melodious track nicely sung by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_41&quot;&gt;Raman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_42&quot;&gt;Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt; belongs to soft-rock style. The song has a guitar as it&#39;s base and this creates magic when it blends with &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_43&quot;&gt;Raman&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; voice. The song again talks about Nature and the Beauty of Nature which still remains a mystery that has to be explored by children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_44&quot;&gt;Maa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :A superb number by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_45&quot;&gt;Shankar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_46&quot;&gt;Mahadevan&lt;/span&gt;. The song beautifully shares the feelings of a kid who is scared and talks about it to his Mother. The lyrics though simple are very effective, and when you hear the song it gives you goosebumps! The lines and the music blend very well.I am sure when we listen to it we become kids and think of the days and fears which we came across as kids!A very nice number indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mere &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_47&quot;&gt;Jahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : A very superb number rendered by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_48&quot;&gt;Adnan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_49&quot;&gt;Sami&lt;/span&gt;,and the kids- &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_50&quot;&gt;Auriel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_51&quot;&gt;Cordo&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_52&quot;&gt;Ananya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_53&quot;&gt;Wadkar&lt;/span&gt;.It has the rock style number. It would be hard to ignore this song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_54&quot;&gt;Ishaans&lt;/span&gt; Theme&lt;/strong&gt; : The final track of the album is the theme of &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_55&quot;&gt;Taare&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_56&quot;&gt;Zameen&lt;/span&gt; Par. A piece of melody ringing in your ears, and makes you want to hear it again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the whole, the whole album is a good one. It is away from the love songs which has been ruling &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_57&quot;&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt;. A nice album filled with colours, fun and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_58&quot;&gt;masti&lt;/span&gt; and emotions. I hope the movie would also be as good as it&#39;s music album.The story seems to be different and I just hope the Best for &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_59&quot;&gt;Aamir&lt;/span&gt; and his crew. The movie is scheduled to be released by &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_60&quot;&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; end of this year.Salutes to Aamir Khan for thinking of making such a phenomenol movie...A Special Movie for Special Kids, taken in a very Special Way...with lovely tunes. I am very eagerly awaiting the release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a look at this Exclusive Promo..Sure,your heart is going to melt!Mine did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/NKOEhCpY59A&amp;rel=1&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/NKOEhCpY59A&amp;rel=1&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_61&quot;&gt;Meera&lt;/span&gt; signing off.....&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_62&quot;&gt;Stay&lt;/span&gt; tuned.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/feeds/1959797586681433378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7278287656311294882/1959797586681433378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1959797586681433378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7278287656311294882/posts/default/1959797586681433378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meerathinks.blogspot.com/2007/11/taare-zameen-par-music-review.html' title='Taare Zameen Par -Music Review'/><author><name>Meera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04145144845328652900</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbRkyvieCE4fxfrIxKerG1B-hKHkuPKVzU4qjfwkmoHZSSNd_508btYlt7O5pFGUWYxUTO6-05eEoyq9q6qLKnHjK8lLV-DwJCIqxMCc3Zf2FSKG0VZ53WNEpQW1tLsvcr3xpqLi7gbw/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>