<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Sep 2024 04:47:34 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Laugh and the...</category><category>just me</category><category>melancholy</category><category>nothing</category><category>love</category><category>Corporate tales</category><category>poetry</category><category>random</category><category>reviews</category><category>weekends</category><category>Beginner&#39;s guide</category><category>Haiku</category><category>book review</category><category>conversations with God</category><category>haircuts</category><category>memories</category><category>movies</category><category>my people</category><category>stories</category><category>taGdom</category><title>Then and now........</title><description></description><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-7725178447650423297</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2020 06:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-07-05T23:18:37.324-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">melancholy</category><title>A 3rd &#39;person&#39; view of me... </title><atom:summary type="text">She&#39;s scared of the lizard. Again.&amp;nbsp;I know she is not the sort to scare easy, but lizards somehow&amp;nbsp;get to her. Horror stories, horror movies - those she gobbles up. She&#39;s a Poe fan; she still keeps his books on her bedside table. She doesn&#39;t read them as often now, but she holds on to them. Relics from her childhood - the memory of a story perhaps... or a feeling. Oh, she&#39;s full of </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2020/07/a-3rd-person-view-of-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-3221915508233698080</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Jun 2016 17:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-10-17T23:52:09.573-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">conversations with God</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stories</category><title>The sprite and I and I</title><atom:summary type="text">
Villainiya ‏@DushtaStree &amp;nbsp;23h23 hours ago
A story in 24 tweets. Storified here.





Let me tell you a true story. Of something that never happened...
... Of someone who never was.
Of things that should have been said
So often we deem people guilty of what they&#39;ve done. And what, pray tell, of the times that they should have done something?
What, of this, this shadow of guilt? What of this.</atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2016/06/the-sprite-and-i-and-i.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwkNKJmbsdAfMsmctDTneAC3DZ3n5B5uheTY3zCV4hlB8Hni5-F9DRlhiaitDTpwRduRWJddQYIJJj38XDIQCO01GSjpUA0HeS2YIK60V273i7QaicD3s2VDgVvgVF25PjOyjZAgxVFw/s72-c/IMG_6912.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-247526196798529514</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2015 14:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-05-29T07:55:03.335-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Tum</title><atom:summary type="text">Akele raaston se guzre, kabhi na maana ki tum the
Tum saath hote, hanste gaate, tabhi na maana ki tum the
Logon ne kaha, aetbaar karle. Dekho sabhi ne jaana ki tum the.
Ab raastein hai, khanabadoshi nahin
Mehfilein hai, muztar rehta hai dil
Ab hum sabse kehte phirte hai...
Ki tum ho, tum ho, tum ho.
</atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2015/05/tum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-2954562462182184828</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Mar 2015 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-20T11:24:49.225-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Haiku</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">melancholy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nothing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>An ode to Haikus</title><atom:summary type="text">
I love Haikus.

First of all, the name itself. Look at it! --&amp;gt; #Haiku. Rolls off your tongue in a rush. How captivating!

Writing is so often like sculpting. &amp;nbsp;It starts as a mere wisp of an idea. A word you read, maybe. Something you said to your best friend. Or something that the coffee dregs in your mug looked like today. Anything. It takes hold then; slowly mutating in your mind&#39;s </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2015/03/an-ode-to-haikus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-7356405937463100671</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2014 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-06-05T11:18:37.308-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">my people</category><title>The wraith</title><atom:summary type="text">
This wraith, this wraith of a girl...
So ethereal I am scared sometimes,
Of the unforgiving world around her.
And just then, she reminds me,
Just how strong she is...
How unrelentingly loving.
And then I fold myself within her...

Dedicated to my Nazia Hussain. She of the smile that can light up the corners of your heart...



</atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2014/07/this-wraith-this-wraith-of-girl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-7431976146174198910</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2011 19:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-26T11:15:52.957-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><title>Welcome, FDI</title><atom:summary type="text">Sometimes, people need help. If you get into trouble with the law, you  need a good criminal lawyer. If you are being stalked or blackmailed,  you need a good gun. If you need a new identity, you need Jakka bhai  (?!). But I need none of this!!! What I need is:White formal shirt (1 units)Specs: bright whiteform-fittingmedium lengthchinese collarwith pintucks preferablyhalf sleevesWhy is that so </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2011/11/welcome-fdi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-5893222070173644295</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 17:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-16T09:18:01.578-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nothing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><title>The evolution of the FB status</title><atom:summary type="text">All my Status Updates So Far:Tue December 15, 2009, 8:54 pm: Oh. 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I throw back my head and I say &#39;LOL!&#39; Damn you, social networks and instant messaging!</atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2009/08/lol.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-1289916165532574</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 06:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-18T00:07:08.208-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Corporate tales</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">just me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">melancholy</category><title>Ten minutes</title><atom:summary type="text">Ten minutes. I have ten minutes before S picks me up for lunch. I&#39;ve had a mad morning of back-to-back meetings already. I have a mad rush of meetings after lunch also. 10 minutes for myself out of 960 waking minutes? That&#39;s 1.04%! The rest a flurry of pulsating relationships and a blur of demanding work. You do the math. In my last meeting, something very different happened. Someone asked me to </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2008/09/ten-minutes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-4483673204080416994</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-16T22:29:12.454-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Corporate tales</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Laugh and the...</category><title>Fire in the mountain.....</title><atom:summary type="text">Today, we had a fire drill at office. We were warned about this starting a week ago. 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After years of indecision, I am taking the plunge. My life will change forever after this and so will the lives of people around me. And I&#39;ll never be the same again. I wanted to let you know that I&#39;ve decided to start a TV channel.What? Yeah, as I was saying. I have made this after a lot of thought. To prove to you, I&#39;ll put my business case in front of you. I&#39;ve </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-have-made-decision.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-8365544667929553542</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-08-15T03:35:32.133-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">taGdom</category><title>Oops! I did it again!</title><atom:summary type="text">I know, I know! I&#39;ve done it again! Almost a month without a post. I am sorry (mostly to myself and to the six people who read my blog!). So, my post this time is a tag I got from Nags. Here are the rules:a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.b. Using only the first page, pick an image.c. 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When I say heart-breaking, I mean it. 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I did three notable things last weekend: 1) I finished reading &#39;book.&#39; Units: one.2) I saw &#39;movie.&#39; Units: two.3) I got my hair straightened (&#39;Bio-straightened&#39; as Mayo puts it) Seeing as the third one has to do with my appearance, this post will be dedicated to my hair appointment (I&#39;ll review the book and movies in subsequent posts.)For a while now, I&#39;ve been wondering whether to </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-see.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaCv-F0UfQxbaiy0PMMjUWFhSCFEQT1yBNJve995v321E0zyZtMqY5J6lnr7-Qmz2Qdb9NPzR80iGu0yV5OOqqvxAbAaP_YE7MGmrzIIQaFUuQ5Nh8X13VoHSpraqBRGKWFYqwkt2vLpc/s72-c/Image117.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-4519456525418856509</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 07:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-08T02:53:22.579-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>I love.....</title><atom:summary type="text">the way you laugh - like a child...wide grin, head cocked to one side.the way you twist your nose and sniff midway in your endless chatterthe way you can go on and on and on about tsunami, investments, gadgets, and housing plans, and interest rates.. 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I think you should know this about me (if you don&#39;t already, you should talk to me more.... really!) - I am a huge movie buff. Movies for me is an experience. Not for me your dvds/cds/online versions (you pirates!). 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She talks non stop but talks right to your heart. Talk of the town, queen of hearts... I am sure she is making &#39;ripples&#39; where she is. someone who &#39;deserted&#39; my ilk (that&#39;s the single/</atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-i-am-missing-right-now-if-you-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkcn1rgIY7QLnxHjIftLpaMkbYgoD6xQUug6VUX-1SpTpxWz8lc-m6L8SkhE-8iLYhJKwI9eArjHDvchvGoD5wl9hXEbA3eQZCx-8zbVt8JOdpYTW0d0Ee7APqLQClSnn5ZCA3qmGdr90/s72-c/731af193-10b4-4e04-9ccd-fed32c2ed8a3.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1873886577091559518.post-9103106754893576763</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 08:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-07T19:54:35.152-07:00</atom:updated><title>:)</title><atom:summary type="text">This is my first post to this blog. I hope to write more often and promise to keep it updated. </atom:summary><link>http://willyoubethesame.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-my-first-post-to-this-blog.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Vaishali Sabhahit)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>