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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 17:17:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Thought Snaps</title><description>Live as if your were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.
By Mahatma Gandhi</description><link>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ThoughtSnaps" /><feedburner:info uri="thoughtsnaps" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-8859057401183588884</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 10:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-26T03:20:19.350-08:00</atom:updated><title>Never break a heart,it hurts:(</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'If I  can stop one heart from breaking, then I am not living in vain''.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I read this quote in one of my blogger friend's posts,but it made me recollect a true story of two girls (Riya  &amp;amp; Aysha) not so close but were friends...This was a  good few years ago...when they considered relationships an in-evitable part of daily life..but which eventually turned out to be an inevitable stress in their life. They had no issues between them until the picture got distorted by a 'misunderstanding' induced by the team of friends.It made matters worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Riya  experienced a very hard time from her friend Aysha then. She was accused of matters she never did,she turned out to be a cause of Aysha's whole stress in life which was not true , was ignored by Aysha's friends as well.Her mind was wounded, her emotions were slaughtered &amp;amp; she was shattered into bits.No one heard her cry;people whom she woed to could not understand her.She cried for 6 years...but eventually there was someone who heard her sorrow &amp;amp; consoled her;her life partner..she never retorted or reacted back to Aysha  coz she didnt want Aysha  to be hurt by her...time went on ,years passed by... Both of them are settled ,but I doubt their feelings for each other now,hope they ve a good time always:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some chapters in life are really painful,even when years pass or time  heals them,you do experience the pain of the wounded feeling u endured  in the past when u try to re collect them. To err is human,to forgive is  divine.That's a true feeling , but the hard part is how to forget even  when you can forgive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is the best healer ,people say which I feel is true.What I personally feel is that it 's quite easy to ignore one's feelings but if you have time to give a smile,hold one's hand, believe it or not ,u are saving one's heart from breaking .:))..))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-8859057401183588884?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/yMxW5KVxHrI/if-i-can-stop-one-heart-from-breaking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-i-can-stop-one-heart-from-breaking.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-2267800081872923226</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Dec 2009 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-27T08:12:59.897-08:00</atom:updated><title>Belated Merry Xmas &amp; Advanced Happy New Year</title><description>Brooding over an year&lt;br /&gt;Happiness filled the year&lt;br /&gt;With joys unbound&lt;br /&gt;With love all around&lt;br /&gt;A lovely white X-mas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little world of joy&lt;br /&gt;My ultimate world of  joy&lt;br /&gt;My life filled with joy&lt;br /&gt;With words in scarce&lt;br /&gt;But Hearts in full&lt;br /&gt; The reason is only one&lt;br /&gt;My only lovely daughter&lt;br /&gt;The first cry,first smile,first touch&lt;br /&gt;Filled my heart with bliss&lt;br /&gt;With joys untold I hugged my daughter..&lt;br /&gt;May this hug last forever&lt;br /&gt;Is the prayer in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Thank GodThank God&lt;br /&gt;Is All What I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you ALL A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010 with JOYS&amp;amp;PEACE &amp;amp; lots of GOD's Blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-2267800081872923226?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/-XKonCbvFtM/belated-merry-xmas-advanced-happy-new.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2009/12/belated-merry-xmas-advanced-happy-new.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-1477618852206988625</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-16T09:41:18.068-08:00</atom:updated><title>HAPPY NEW YEAR</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A Very Happy New year to all friends of blogsphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;January always marks the beginning of everything fresh.As we know, the night is darkest just before the dawn;and the dawn of new year has come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ve all gone busy with our routine &amp;amp;I hope we ve overcome the initial confusion of writing 2008 still on the papers;)) and keeping ourselves busy with life's adventures &amp;amp; astonishments. Also I expect to read new &amp;amp;lovely posts from my blog friends......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This New Year is all too special for me &amp;amp; my husband as it s an year of expectations. &lt;em&gt;Let it be a surprise!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish every one of u a Wonderful new year filled with lot of unveiled surprises..Enjoy every minute of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unborn tomorrows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dead yesterdays&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why we fret ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If today is beautiful?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-1477618852206988625?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/tRcd53o5Ky0/happy-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-5518132384267974523</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Nov 2008 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-28T12:00:56.672-08:00</atom:updated><title>Easy Tasty &amp; Healthy</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chitrana&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a mixed vegetable rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/STBLS1Si85I/AAAAAAAAAUU/oXZq7hQHOxA/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/STBLS1Si85I/AAAAAAAAAUU/oXZq7hQHOxA/s320/DSC00006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273797950565446546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Basmati rice-2 cups&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mixed vegetables-1 cup&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;(carrots,beans,peas,cabbage)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oil-2 tablespoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Urdu dal-i teaspoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Onion -1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green chillies-2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garam masala-1/4 teaspoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ghee-1 spoon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cashewnuts-a handful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salt-a pinch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method of preparation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring to boil 2 cups of water in a suitable vessel(preferably pressure cooker)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;add a pinch of turmeric powder &amp;amp;salt to it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add the rice to it &amp;amp;cook on a low flame.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meanwhile  pour oil to a pan,add the urdu dal ,onion &amp;amp; green chillies one by one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add the vegetables to the pan &amp;amp;cook it for 5 minutes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once the rice is cooked add the cooked vegetables to it &amp;amp;mix well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add ghee to a hot pan &amp;amp;fry the cashewnuts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add the cashewnuts along with the ghee to the vegetable rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add the garam masala&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve hot with salad &amp;amp;pappad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/STBL-_RmPdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GCTfL0DBg1s/s1600-h/DSC00004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/STBL-_RmPdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/GCTfL0DBg1s/s320/DSC00004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273798709160066514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and please let me know how you went on...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-5518132384267974523?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/ibqU-rQPEFg/easy-tasty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/STBLS1Si85I/AAAAAAAAAUU/oXZq7hQHOxA/s72-c/DSC00006.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/11/easy-tasty.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-7763644570920342567</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 15:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-06T11:14:54.547-07:00</atom:updated><title>A trendy fashionable question</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi friends ,I am back...........:)))))))Almost a 3month gap from blogging....though not deliberate:))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Its so amazing to see a whole different change in culture while travelling from east to west,especially in the clothing.Though not fashionable,I am always a good observer of the trendy wears.Its so beautiful to see the lovely Irish girls treading in style with their ultra modern outfit esp in the capital city ,Dublin.Another fact is that they are wonder struck by the Indian traditional wear too.The foreigners are so thrilled to see the mirror works and the dupattas of the salwar kameez..&amp;amp; the mundu-shirt for men,the variety of our outfits bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;A recent joke I could recollect is that me &amp;amp; my hubby were having a photo session around our house in our traditional wear.We planned to capture some snaps &amp;amp; send 'em home.I was in a salwar kameez...the patiala model &amp;amp; my hubby in a mundu-jubba(a long sleeved shirt)...we needed &amp;nbsp;help as we couldnt capture us together.Our Irish friend was more than happy to help us.We took some snaps with her &amp;amp;her boyfriend.Before saying goodbye she wanted to know the names of our dress &amp;amp;the various traditionl Indian outfits...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After a &amp;nbsp;class of mine she left us with a question&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;''Why do women wear trousers &amp;amp; men wear skirt in India?"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oh my God!That was something unexpected;))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-7763644570920342567?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/_Ll9Vmuo-TA/trendy-fashionable-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>17</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/10/trendy-fashionable-question.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-2836584929873688579</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 20:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-27T13:39:25.957-07:00</atom:updated><title>My favorite 5 quotes</title><description>I have been tagged for the first time by &lt;a href="http://colouredcanvas.blogspot.com/"&gt;bindhu&lt;/a&gt;.. hurray!  I am asked to jot down 5 quotes of my choice from the favorite books I have read or came across...&lt;br /&gt;I liked it.Thanks Bindhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few quotes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;) With great power comes great responsibilities.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  a memorable quote  from the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiderman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(2002) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;) "This is my belief: that through difficulties and problems God gives us the opportunity to grow. So when your hopes and dreams and goals are dashed, search among the wreckage, you may find a golden opportunity hidden in the ruins."&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr.A.P.J.Abdul Kalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wings of Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;)    "Great dreams of great dreamers are always transcended."&lt;br /&gt;(സഫലം ആക്കാന്‍ തക്ക വണ്ണമുള്ള ഒരു സ്വപ്നം ഉണ്ടെന്ഗിലെ ജീവിതം അര്‍ത്ഥപൂര്‍ണ്ണം   ആകൂ )&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr.A.P.J.Abdul Kalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wings of Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;)"When you want something, the whole universe conspires in helping you achieve it"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; The Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;)A kind word can warm three winter months.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A Japanese proverb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m hereby tagging you friends:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://whoseowncountry.blogspot.com/"&gt;scorpiogenius&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://planettrivandrum.blogspot.com/"&gt;nishanth nair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://keshigirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;keshi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d4deeps.blogspot.com/"&gt;deeps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://devika-theessentialme.blogspot.com/"&gt;devika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-2836584929873688579?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/D_9z_HXLd-A/my-favorite-5-quotes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>13</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-5-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-4183209108185719172</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-09T13:41:27.214-07:00</atom:updated><title>My sonnet in solitude</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwUOWyCi0I/AAAAAAAAATk/7anqqprVLYc/s1600-h/08082008408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwUOWyCi0I/AAAAAAAAATk/7anqqprVLYc/s320/08082008408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232079103963859778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old anecdote from my diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were very near,&lt;br /&gt;Never did I feel any fear&lt;br /&gt;Loving you is my duty&lt;br /&gt;for it made me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;I wished you to be beside me&lt;br /&gt;so I would see no one besides you&lt;br /&gt;Solitude was very painful&lt;br /&gt;though hard to be very cheerful;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness came in a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;and ordeals came in tons&lt;br /&gt;When I was heartless&lt;br /&gt;For life seemed mirthless;&lt;br /&gt;Yonder I saw a smile&lt;br /&gt;welcoming me into life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-4183209108185719172?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/RtijZ3D8aNo/my-sonnet-in-solitude.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwUOWyCi0I/AAAAAAAAATk/7anqqprVLYc/s72-c/08082008408.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-sonnet-in-solitude.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-3608123230775653002</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 09:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-08T04:45:39.946-07:00</atom:updated><title>Scintillating Switzerland</title><description>My trip to Switzerland would be  my most memorable travel experience in life.Switzerland is impregnated with its alpine beauty which would invigorate any jaded traveler.Though Switzerland looked neutral,it was never flavourless.&lt;br /&gt;The journey started with joy &amp; ended up in bliss.It was our honeymoon trip,and we started capturing photos form our doorstep until we reached back there.The most fascinating fact for us to chose Switzerland was that we didn't need a visa to go there,so the waiting hassles had been solved:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          The full name of this country is Swiss Confederation &amp;the currency is Swiss Franc(CHF).It s a mixture of different cultures,the German,the French&amp;the Italian;so the cuisines were definitely different &amp;delicious.We tried all these dishes,but opted for the Indian one finally.To our interest,we found an Indian restaurant in Zurich where we tasted our Kerala cuisine food we never tasted before.Well I think all the Indians would go for their traditional food,if they get a chance; though they respect other cuisines.&lt;br /&gt;                The alpine ranges were marvelous which really made it exquisite.Such a beautiful experience to be on top of the alps,full of snow,2020m from the ground level!!!!.We were taken there in a cabin car,with glass windows absorbing the beauty of the mountain range.It was so freezing on top,that we could hardly take our hands out of the gloves to click a snap.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwp7w_RfZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Eat4RXqQZ9Q/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;the skiing lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         You wouldn't miss the most exciting pleasure there,the skiing ,after all this journey.I can't recollect if I have ever laughed like this before in my life.Such a funny experience we had there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the shop to hire the skiing boots,we saw a child of approx. 9years coming with a fractured ankle after skiing!That made us more adventurous .We reached our way to the shop ,and put on the heavy skiing boots.Alas!We weren't able to make one step forward with it.I felt as if my legs were tied up &amp; had to walk against resistance.However I tried to manage the 5 minute walk in half an hour,where my skiing instructor was waiting for the 2 hr session of skiing lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      We saw people skiing &amp; snowboarding from the heights coming down to the beginning point where we were standing.As soon as we were managing to climb up the snow mountain,we saw a person snowboarding down to us &amp; fell right in front of us with a banging noise.:'\;;'!@#$%$#@terrifying us:)))))We could see many tourists skiing with difficulty &amp; many native kids skiing with so ease that we doubt if they are skiing or running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwrFMpYz2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/mnlEMgjnv48/s1600-h/DSC00277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwrFMpYz2I/AAAAAAAAAUE/mnlEMgjnv48/s320/DSC00277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232104235391831906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Somehow we managed to reach the point where we had to be ready to ski down.The instructor did it with ease turning right &amp; left on the way &amp; asked us to do the same.I stated skiing,never could turn a bit,had no controls  ....&amp; skiied right down straight into a shop,where I could stop at its steps atleast Thank God!!I burst out into laughter,&amp;turned back to see my hubby laughing loud:))))))))))We had a dozen of falls on the snow clad mountains,but it was really funny.I have saved a video clipping of my funny skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1530c671cd97a363" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I am very happy to share such experiences through the blog.Still more to write about the transport,the stay,the tidiness of the cities,the friendly people,the Zurich zoo,the Water jet in Geneva etcetc...Had a lovely enjoyable time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-3608123230775653002?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1530c671cd97a363&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/gk1R4T__jnc/scintillating-switzerland.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SJwp7w_RfZI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Eat4RXqQZ9Q/s72-c/DSC00107.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/08/scintillating-switzerland.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-8156630524960480150</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 08:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-28T02:33:39.295-07:00</atom:updated><title>The whispering dawn......</title><description>Dawn is my favorite time of the day,though I don't always wake up at that time:)).It is the twilight before sunrise,often recognized by a weak sunlight,when we can distinguish objects&amp; commence our outdoor activities.Another day with God's grace.I feel it great to enjoy the refreshing air at this time.It brings a positive spirit in me &amp; gives me energy to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When I get up in the morning,I sit up &amp; stay quiet for a while praying for a good day.Today while I was meditating ,I tried to concentrate on the soft whispers of the dawn around me;as if I was testing my hearing acquity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  the sound of gushing wind could be heard out of my window,the trees swaying in wind,the water getting heated up in the geaser,the tic-tic of the clock needle reminding me to get ready to go for work,the church bells ringing,the chirping birds&amp; my darling snoring he he he:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I sank into memories of my childhood, when I used to wake up in the morning,never bothered to listen to any of these whispers,rushed out of the door with the badminton racket to play with my friends .I was often a school-girl,cos I always had more friends at school than at home.My mom never had a trouble sending me to school:)).My thought snaps went on &amp;as I was dreaming through my childhood days,the alarm went on &amp; on,breaking my dreams in the middle&amp; reminding me of the trouble if I am late.&lt;br /&gt;       ooooops....Bye bye...miles to go before I sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-8156630524960480150?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/JyL-Do3nxJI/whispering-dawn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>9</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/07/whispering-dawn.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-6279789207426884213</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-13T16:26:23.812-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Lucky Number '13'</title><description>Its 13-July-2008.I was off today,so thought would rest for a while.Thoughts kept flowing through my mind.Thoughts are inevitable part of life.Imagine a situation where we have to think nothing......ooops..I feel its terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my thoughts was about the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;unlucky 13&lt;/span&gt;.Why is 13 always considered unlucky?I was always turned off when people described this  natural number as unlucky.So i thought of putting a few words in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         People seem to be afraid of this number.Fear of the number 13 is termed &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;triskaidekaphobia&lt;/span&gt;.They take special care not to conduct any celebrations on a 13th.It may be of various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         In Christianity ,it is believed that Judas Iscariot,the disciple who betrayed Jesus, was the thirteenth  to sit at the table for The Last Supper.Another notion is that when we divide 13people or objects equally into two or four or six divisions,there would always be one unlucky object or person.Some feel its related to dracula.:)),esp Friday ,the Thirteenth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I ve noticed something strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Medical college hospital ,where I studied did not have a ward 13,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No airports in Scotland have a Gate 13,instead it is Gate 12A&amp;12B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microsoft plans to skip Office 13 for being "an unlucky number," going directly from Office 12 to Office 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 13 years of being the richest man in the world, Microsoft Corporation chairman Bill Gates lost this title, according to Forbes magazine's 2008 list of the world's billionaires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I ve no idea how to comment on these superstitions.However 13 was always a very &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; number to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was born on a thirteenth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first house warming ceremony was on Dec 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passport was issued on a 13th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most important event in my life,my marriage was on a 13th,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 13th of a month,is a month ahead of my marriage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more reasons to consider 13 as a lucky number.I remember a news I read in a magazine,that a young girl played violin for 13 hours continuously &amp; made the unlucky number 13,a lucky number.I was definitely one among those who were delighted to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Sikhism, the number 13 is considered a special number since 13 is tera in Punjabi, which also means "yours" (as in, "I am yours, O Lord").&lt;br /&gt;Colgate University also considers 13 to be a lucky number. They were founded in 1817 by 13 men with 13 dollars, 13 prayers, and 13 articles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       So I feel strongly that poor digit 13 should not be abandoned.It should always be given due importance as our other numbers,cos its no one's fault to be born on a 13th,and also what has to happen in life will happen.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So ,why this fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-6279789207426884213?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/Dd8Be-M6ERQ/lucky-number-13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>22</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/07/lucky-number-13.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-3451101435447585842</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 09:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-01T04:14:52.091-07:00</atom:updated><title>Shopping marvels</title><description>Shopping is always a craze for me.....oops but of course the price of some items turns me down.I realized that the safest way was the window shopping:)))No matter whether its a vegetable shop or a textiles one,there would always be something for &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sale&lt;/span&gt;.Recently while I was shopping in a supermarket,I saw something curious he he;It was a tomato,in the shape of an egg.&lt;br /&gt;The eggs even had a different colour here,when compared to my native Kerala.&lt;br /&gt;I even found another kind of tiny tomatoes which looked like cherries.So I felt an idea to compile all these:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoD0F8l-zI/AAAAAAAAAS8/RxNef0_Bhw0/s320/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217987311746546482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoEpmwv8LI/AAAAAAAAATE/fFmx7RZNM14/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoEpmwv8LI/AAAAAAAAATE/fFmx7RZNM14/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217988231088304306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoFiLYwJzI/AAAAAAAAATM/7KEVBiFp8xM/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoFiLYwJzI/AAAAAAAAATM/7KEVBiFp8xM/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217989202992441138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoGbmBOyQI/AAAAAAAAATU/9YQLUaxJLjg/s1600-h/DSC00576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGoGbmBOyQI/AAAAAAAAATU/9YQLUaxJLjg/s320/DSC00576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217990189394086146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-3451101435447585842?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/qcKT-8Th3ig/shopping-marvels_01.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SGn8w8OAOVI/AAAAAAAAASU/cybW4i0LIu0/s72-c/DSC00567.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>27</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/07/shopping-marvels_01.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-2087440296888602188</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 11:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-30T15:38:33.355-07:00</atom:updated><title>Cookery time!</title><description>Cooking was always one of my hobbies.But never really got a chance to try it until marriage.The initial days of cooking were really funny,with every item turning into a mess;into a different one.I would no way give up...;);):)I tried again &amp;amp;again till I succeeded.I am very lucky to have a loving husband who has approved my cooking...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EASY RECIPES FOR DAILY DINNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutta Aviyal(one of my favorite cuisines)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs-3&lt;br /&gt;Potatoes-2&lt;br /&gt;Coconut-3table spoons&lt;br /&gt;Green chillies-3-4&lt;br /&gt;Curry leaves-a handful&lt;br /&gt;Garlic-2 pods&lt;br /&gt;Cumin(jeera)-1/4 teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;Turmeric powder-1/4teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;Tamarind-a teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;Asafoetida(kayam)-a pinch&lt;br /&gt;Salt-as needed&lt;br /&gt;Oil-3tab.spoon&lt;br /&gt;Mustard-1teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;Urdu dal-1teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Cooking method&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boil the eggs &amp;amp;keep it apart sliced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soak the tamarind in warm water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place the hob on fire with the sliced potatoes &amp;amp;tamarind.Allow it to boil until potatoes are cooked.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grind coconut,green chillies,turmeric,cumin,&amp;amp;garlic to a fine paste.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once potatoes are cooked,add salt, sliced eggs &amp;amp; the ground paste into it and keep on a low fire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add oil to another pan,add mustard to splutter&amp;amp; add urd dal and fry it.Also add curry leaves to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add this mix to the hob;add asafoetida to the dish &amp;amp; stir lightly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serve hot with rice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SF4-oz2y0fI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Sd5eWaR3dQY/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SF4-oz2y0fI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Sd5eWaR3dQY/s320/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214674289377333746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-2087440296888602188?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/XXC4zS8AoIU/cooking-was-always-one-of-my-hobbies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SF4-oz2y0fI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Sd5eWaR3dQY/s72-c/DSC00563.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/06/cooking-was-always-one-of-my-hobbies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-4712791855968710320</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 15:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-23T09:29:43.915-07:00</atom:updated><title>My thoughtSNAP</title><description>I accidentally clicked this site while browsing n saw the dark face of life.But really felt a relief when i realized that i did something worthwhile when i clicked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bhookh.com/"&gt;http://www.bhookh.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so heart-breaking to see young children dying of hunger,losing parents ,and struggling for existence,in fact the black hands of destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SE_xnEhsP_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CbbB1GEQx6s/s1600-h/sad-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SE_xnEhsP_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CbbB1GEQx6s/s320/sad-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210648947423199218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of the Pulitzer award winning picture I came across was soooooo heart-breaking that it never disappears from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;In 1994, Kevin Carter won the Pulitzer prize for a photo showing a vulture stalking an infant girl in  Sudan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" PULITZER  PRIZE "      winning  photo  taken  in  1994  during      the  Sudan  famine.&lt;br /&gt;The  picture  depicts  a  famine  stricken      child  crawling  towards  an  United      Nations  food  camp,  located  a  kilometer      away.&lt;br /&gt;The  vulture  is  waiting  for  the      child  to  die  so  that  it  can      eat  it.  This  picture  shocked  the      whole  world.  No  one  knows  what      happened  to  the  child,  including  the      photographer  Kevin Carter  who  left  the      place  as  soon  as  the  photograph      was  taken.&lt;br /&gt;Three  months  later  he  committed      suicide  due  to  depression.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-4712791855968710320?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/YSRsDuBkZOM/my-thoughtsnap.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PYIfUiMablA/SE_xnEhsP_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CbbB1GEQx6s/s72-c/sad-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-thoughtsnap.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-3204800580290180747</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-23T06:40:29.393-07:00</atom:updated><title>A slice of life</title><description>Life is like a bank account.We will get out of it only what we put into it.Although we put the very best of our efforts into it,life turns up to us in a tragic way in the form of bereavement.Loss of a loved one is something we all human beings don't wish to accept,well...........that's life;the true pranks of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   God is great!HE gives us not what we want;but what we need!His signature in all His creations is marvelous,with man being the best gifted with the power of intelligence.Man has gone so far from the stone age to the present world of daily developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     But the great times God gives us in life are to be treasured as well.Even the  innocent smile of a baby to the achievement of a professional career make us happy.Life is always a complex situation,tangled up with joys &amp;amp;sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The best way to be happy is to accept things that come in our way,to consider it as a token from God,to believe that it is for our best &amp;amp;to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-3204800580290180747?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/Rg_5e2gRwfo/slice-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/05/slice-of-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4058855003347192851.post-3680156913278103675</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Apr 2008 21:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-20T14:51:45.713-07:00</atom:updated><title /><description>Welcome to Thought snaps!&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;                          This is just my crazy time pass to post some reflections of my mind.Just as a kind word can warm three winter months,so do my blog can warm up my ideas.It could be anything that I come across, from a mild chicken curry to the severe heart-breaking moments of life.oooh ooh ooh nothing so serious,ok?[:)]haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4058855003347192851-3680156913278103675?l=mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ThoughtSnaps/~3/IZAVvCr-Vr0/welcome-to-thought-snaps-this-is-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (mirage)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://mythoughtsnaps.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-to-thought-snaps-this-is-just.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

