<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224074172471376772</id><updated>2026-07-18T09:14:35.741+05:30</updated><category term="milk teeth fallen"/><category term="new"/><category term="scary story"/><title type='text'>Vivaan Bhatia&#39;s Scrapbook</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Vivaan Bhatia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15353695865010016754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgLHI32PsXBSqqlagyn-mn5kLelC-ToDAbXeazNem18gtchSL-aamJtb3BeqaZXUG0DIoX0MAJlt8t6ABNidSY7LXM6e9NVkDa1J7nccYw4Q_hwBFHPqHM7wPQxqtKwA/s220/DSC00616.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>158</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224074172471376772.post-743074684147967509</id><published>2022-01-13T13:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2024-01-16T23:57:37.096+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scary story"/><title type='text'>Horror story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;Hello everyone today I wanted to share with you a horror story I made so here you go:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;S.L.E.N.D.E.R.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;C&#39;mon, Era, there can&#39;t be danger coming, it hasn&#39;t happened in months.&quot; said Steve. They lived in the small town of Jerrinton. Who am I talking about? They were the Spectacular Seven: Steve, Larry, Evan, Nott, Devin, Era and Rall. Era isn&#39;t like the rest, she is a psychic and can sense danger (as she does now).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey, Steve, wanna play?&quot; asked Rall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah, sure, where?&quot; replied Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;What about the forest?&quot; suggested Larry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;I don&#39;t know. Is it safe? What do you think, Devin, Evan?&quot; asked Nott. Devin and Evan were brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Me and Evan aren&#39;t allowed to go there&quot; said Devin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah&quot; replied his brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s alright&quot; said Rall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah c&#39;mon&quot; said Larry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Alright, alright! We&#39;ll come&quot; said Evan. Evan gets stressed out easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;So off they went, into the forest. They found the forest as scary as a witches&#39; ritual. &quot;Hey, guys?&quot; said Era, breaking the silence &quot;The sense is stronger now&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;What do you mean?&quot; asked Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;The sense of danger&quot; Nott spoke for Era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;C&#39;mon guys, you can&#39;t actually believe that stuff, Right?&quot; Said Larry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Larry, last time she sensed danger someone turned inside-out. The only reason we don&#39;t believe it now is because she said she saw Slenderman in her dreams,&quot; said Steve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s true, I did!&quot; persisted Era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;What was that?&quot; exclaimed Rall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Enough, Rall. You aren&#39;t fooling anyone&quot; said Nott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Though what did you see?&quot; asked Evan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;It was someone in a suit. I saw it for a flicker&quot; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;What do you think, Era?&quot; asked Steve, turning around, but Era wasn&#39;t there. &quot;Era? Era! Guys, do you know where Era is?&quot; Steve turned again, but no one was there. &quot;Guys this isn&#39;t funny!&quot; he yelled. Just then he heard scurrying and turned again. He felt a hand on his shoulder and he heard a smooth but spine-chilling voice: &quot;Hi, Steve...&quot; Steve turned around and saw it. He saw the one, the only... Slenderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Steve couldn&#39;t move, he couldn&#39;t scream, but worst of all he couldn&#39;t run, he could only stare. It was as if Slenderman had cursed him to not move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Come, let&#39;s go to my house.&quot; he said in that horrible, spine chilling voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Steve couldn&#39;t decline as he was forced to walk and couldn&#39;t do otherwise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Slenderman&#39;s house was a wood cabin, scary and deep in the woods. After what felt like hours of walking they finally found it. When they went inside Steve could finally move and collapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh don&#39;t worry, you can talk now,&quot; said Slenderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;W - w - what are you?&quot; asked Steve. His voice came out tiny and scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Well,&quot; he said, sounding offended, &quot;I am the myth, the legend SLENDERMAN!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Where are my friends? What have you done with them?!&quot; Steve tried his best to yell, but his voice still came out tired and scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh, don&#39;t worry, Steven,&quot; he said, &quot;your friends will be right next to you soon&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;And by soon he meant soon, as before Steve could think of a reply he found himself inside a cage that smelt like rotten cheese with Slenderman outside staring at him like he was a zoo animal. The cage had a low ceiling so he had to sit and... could it be? His friends! But before he had a chance to speak, Slenderman started talking &quot;Steven, Steven, Steven...&quot; said Slenderman, &quot;You trust people too soon. That&#39;s the problem with humans nowadays.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Steve!&quot; exclaimed Nott &quot;are you okay?!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yeah, I&#39;m fine, Nott, thanks&quot; Steve replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hey, Steve&quot; said Devin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hi, Devin, where&#39;s Era?&quot; he asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh, Era is nice, I like her. I like her power and that rage, it&#39;s so vibrant even you can sense it, oh wait you can&#39;t,&quot; it was Slenderman, he snickered and continued, &quot;So why don&#39;t you see for yourself&quot; he flipped a switch and somehow the wall opened! Steve heard a high pitched scream and turned around to see Larry in complete shock. Steve turned back around to see the wall had opened up fully and inside was a capsule. Steve squinted someone inside: Era!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;I&#39;ve been doing a couple experiments with her and this is the best one. I even made the effects longer just for you.&quot; Slenderman gave a laugh that sent a shiver through Steve&#39;s spine. He clicked a switch and the capsule broke and a humongous vantablack hand came out... then the next... and then came the head. Deep red eyes, yellow teeth and big broad horns that start thick and get thinner and thinner the longer they go on. Contrary to the arms, it&#39;s legs were tiny and looked thinner than Slenderman&#39;s. No, I can&#39;t say &#39;it&#39;, that&#39;s Era. Thought Steve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;So, what do you think?&quot; asked Slenderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;You monster!&quot; yelled Nott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;SILENCE, MORTAL. OR ELSE I WILL KILL YOU BEFORE SHE CAN!&quot; yelled Slenderman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Excuse me?!&quot; exclaimed Rall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh, didn&#39;t I mention?&quot; asked Slenderman his voice as if nothing had happened. &quot;She can&#39;t hold her anger anymore; she kills whatever she finds. Except me of course; I&#39;m immortal.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;You can&#39;t do this!&quot; screamed Nott, falling into the arms of despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh, but I can, you see, ERA ATTACK THESE HUMANS WHO DON&#39;T BELIEVE YOU, NEVER HAVE AND NEVER WILL!&quot; commanded Slenderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Instantly Era rushed forward and wailed &quot;YOU NEVER BELIEVED ME WHEN I SENSED DANGER, NOW YOU MUST FACE THE CONSEQUENCES!&quot; and the last thing Steve saw was a big, black hand pelting toward him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;Vivaan Bhatia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/feeds/743074684147967509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/2022/01/hello-everyone-today-i-wanted-to-share.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default/743074684147967509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default/743074684147967509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/2022/01/hello-everyone-today-i-wanted-to-share.html' title='Horror story'/><author><name>Vivaan Bhatia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15353695865010016754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgLHI32PsXBSqqlagyn-mn5kLelC-ToDAbXeazNem18gtchSL-aamJtb3BeqaZXUG0DIoX0MAJlt8t6ABNidSY7LXM6e9NVkDa1J7nccYw4Q_hwBFHPqHM7wPQxqtKwA/s220/DSC00616.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Dubai Marina - Dubai - United Arab Emirates</georss:featurename><georss:point>25.0805422 55.1403426</georss:point><georss:box>25.065013361887239 55.123176462304684 25.096071038112761 55.157508737695309</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224074172471376772.post-4851083580174032290</id><published>2021-02-25T23:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2021-02-25T23:23:42.695+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pediatrician to Pedicure</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #447bea;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hello everyone, this is Vivaan and this is the first blog message I am writing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today my sister was looking up what kind of doctor she could be, but she is young, so she kept confusing the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when she read pediatrician and she said some gibberish and I made a joke that she said pedicure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said that when a child came with an injury that person would just give them a pedicure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/feeds/4851083580174032290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/2021/02/pediatrician-to-pedicure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default/4851083580174032290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default/4851083580174032290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/2021/02/pediatrician-to-pedicure.html' title='Pediatrician to Pedicure'/><author><name>Nikhil Bhatia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11184110743263229766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_syjMOYZq81U/SZcmS2zV_bI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TX0Z7jAtdEY/S220/Copy+of+Ski+Dubai.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224074172471376772.post-2153051137842675113</id><published>2020-02-29T13:42:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2020-02-29T13:42:46.120+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Father Son Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; 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In Dubai for the introductory school tour at Emirates International School, the primary head was giving us a round of the facilities and explaining the curriculum and how the courses are conducted.&lt;br /&gt;
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He at the end asked, any questions?&lt;br /&gt;
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Vivaan&#39;s hand was already up, and he had to ask...&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;what time do we have to wake up? &quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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All the parents at the tour started laughing...&lt;br /&gt;
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The primary head, after controlling his laugh, &#39;Early, very early. Hope you are ok with that?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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And one parent added: &#39;That is life&#39;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Vivaan&#39;s Nani had read somewhere that some small town in US has been experimenting with different ways of filtering dirty water. One of the experiments consisted of filtering and cleaning sewage and turning it into potable water.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vivaan heard it mentioned during a conversation between Nani and Geeta Nani who was incidentally visiting from Atlanta US and got completely grossed out:&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;I was in America for one month last year! that means I drank that dirty potty water everyday for a month! I will never go back there ever!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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Vivaan has this natch of using mature and sophisticated words.&lt;br /&gt;
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He at most times surprises all of us by his choice of vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eg 1.&lt;br /&gt;
We were in Matheran and he wanted to ride the horse he had last ridden during our previous trip. When I told him that the horsemen is no longer part of our clan, Vivaan asked: why did you expel him from our group?&lt;br /&gt;
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Eg 2.&lt;br /&gt;
There was a voice chat going on with Deva fui and she mentioned some of her doings as compared to Vivaan, so he said, &#39;stop flattering yourself Deva fui&#39;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Reshu and myself were exchanging gifts and talking to each other. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Vivaan : why don&#39;t you make your love story another day, lets play now.&lt;/p&gt;
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Vivaan asked how to behave with a Girl.&lt;br /&gt;
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So following were my pointers:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Gentle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Show Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Chivalrous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Sympathetic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Helpful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Keep your promise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Give them gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Praise them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #fafafa; color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.870588); font-family: &amp;quot;Roboto Slab&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Dress nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We were watching TV at home and I opted to get something to nibble on from the kitchen, it was spicy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vivaan came to me and took some to eat, and then ran to get some water.&lt;br /&gt;
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I though he would not go for the next bit.&lt;br /&gt;
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But to my surprise, he would eat one bite and drink water and so on...&lt;br /&gt;
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I asked him, why he is eating this if he thinks it is spicy.&lt;br /&gt;
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And he replied:&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;I need spicy stuff because mosquitoes bite me&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
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What?, &amp;nbsp;I questioned&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;Yes, mosquitoes like sweet things, and I am very sweet ! &#39;.&lt;/div&gt;
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While I am about recovering from my first fallen tooth, there is another gone,&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Was playing with Mom, actually &lt;br&gt;
went to bite Mom and suddenly fell off the bed... &lt;br&gt;
When I came up and opened my mouth to bite her again, Mom noticed my missing tooth. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Lol &amp;#128513; &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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Vivaan did an experiment with Oil, food Color and Water.&lt;div&gt;
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Click on the below link to see the test&lt;/div&gt;
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LPh9V46yh3w&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be&lt;/div&gt;
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Vivaan is in 1st standard, 6 year old, but shocked us all one day with his words and knowledge on subject above his age.&lt;br /&gt;
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I asked him to draw a sun, some clouds, house and river. He improvised and added some birds, people, slides etc.&lt;br /&gt;
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When I asked him to explain his drawing, he said something very catchy, which drew all out attention.&lt;br /&gt;
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V: Pappa looks at the birds, they are so close to each other, and flying in the sky, they are on a Date.&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;On a Date !!!&quot;, I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;
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What is a date? I asked.&lt;br /&gt;
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V: When two people go out together, its a date.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: So if you and Darsh go out, its a date?&lt;br /&gt;
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V: No, a boy and girl go out on a date.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: Oh!, so if you and Bansri fui go out is it ok?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
V: No, they have to be of the same height.&lt;br /&gt;
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Me: Oh!, then would it be a date if you and Diya were together?&lt;br /&gt;
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V: No, they have to be of the same age too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I left all further conversation to avoid further shock.&lt;br /&gt;
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But later when I asked him where he had learnt that word, he said it was from his cartoons. Shocking...&lt;/div&gt;
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Now I know how Ironman feels and how he controls his machine from the inside. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Today to my surprise he said, Dad lets do a science trick... &lt;br&gt;
Lets buy some Mentos n a Bottle of Coke. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;What will we do with that? I asked. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;To which he replied, we will make a fountain. &lt;br&gt;
If we put some Mentos in a bottle of Coke, it will spring up into a mountain. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Where did you learn that? I asked. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Saw it on YouTube. He replied. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;So we bought the items and tried that exact stuff and it worked. &lt;br&gt;
We put 2 Mentos in the Coke bottle, quickly covered the cap, shook the bottle hard and thew it high up in the air, next it banged on the group, cap broke lose, and few off in one direction. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;V: Nani when will you become star (used as term to die or go far away permanently) &lt;br&gt;
N: Never&lt;br&gt;
V: No Nani, you will become old one day, your hair will become white, your teeth will go, you will hold a stick and walk, then what will you do, you will become a star. &lt;br&gt;
So tell me when will you become a star. &lt;br&gt;
N: Not now, when you get married and have kids, maybe after that. &lt;br&gt;
V: Oh then, I will never marry. &lt;/p&gt;
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Mom suggested that we tell Amisha fui. But Vivaan came up with a better suggestion, lets inform Hiranandani Hospital. &lt;br&gt;
We asked him why, he said Amisha fui might get a toy, but I think Rayna wants a real baby to play with. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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Rayna slept off during the evening time and we had to delay our program according. &lt;br&gt;
So Vivaan asked why don&#39;t we wake her up. And his mom gave him a long reasoning on what the Doctor had said about not waking up kids from sleep because it disturbs their schedule. &lt;br&gt;
Within a split of a second Vivaan responded... &lt;br&gt;
Mom you know when I have to go to school every morning and you wake me up from my sleep, it disturbs me. &lt;/p&gt;
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He is blending the coffee beans in the cup. &lt;/p&gt;
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Lol&lt;br&gt;
Lol&lt;br&gt;
Can&#39;t believe Vivaan&#39;s response. &lt;br&gt;
I asked Vivaan to play with one of his old cars, and he said, I don&#39;t like it... Pappa isse Olx pe bech do.&lt;/p&gt;
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Vivaan&#39;s updated vocabulary :&lt;br&gt;
1. Tera Manshik santulan hil gaya hai kya? &lt;br&gt;
2. Oye &lt;u&gt;Chirkut&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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In the summer camp, teachers decided to do a dance and encourage the kids to participate. Instead of dancing, Vivaan decided to correct the teacher&#39;s moves. &lt;br&gt;
The song was Sunny Leone&#39;s &quot;Baby doll me sone de&quot; and Vivaan said teacher you don&#39;t know how to move the bum. It&#39;s not like that... Its supposed to be like this... &lt;br&gt;
Lol. &lt;/p&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/feeds/8564215491071174443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/2014/05/summer-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default/8564215491071174443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224074172471376772/posts/default/8564215491071174443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaannbhatia.blogspot.com/2014/05/summer-camp.html' title='Summer camp'/><author><name>Vivaan Bhatia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15353695865010016754</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgLHI32PsXBSqqlagyn-mn5kLelC-ToDAbXeazNem18gtchSL-aamJtb3BeqaZXUG0DIoX0MAJlt8t6ABNidSY7LXM6e9NVkDa1J7nccYw4Q_hwBFHPqHM7wPQxqtKwA/s220/DSC00616.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224074172471376772.post-5592861712511749173</id><published>2014-02-11T01:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2014-02-11T01:10:57.023+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My marriage. </title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Vivaan being so inspired by events happening around him, post coming from Atish Kaka&#39;s marriage and post seeing Dhoom 3, &lt;u&gt;says&lt;/u&gt; Pappa, I will walk down the wall on my marriage day. &lt;/p&gt;
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Just the both of us. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=ltr&gt;Vivaan was watching this movie for the second time. First time Vivaan went to sleep after about 20 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;
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