<?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-7876170162030429938</id><updated>2024-08-30T20:50:37.278-07:00</updated><category term="20 years"/><category term="Adha ishq"/><category term="Aircel"/><category term="Fair?"/><category term="Family"/><category term="Indianarmy"/><category term="Ishq wala love"/><category term="Message"/><category term="Motivation"/><category term="Rajinikanth"/><category term="Rape"/><category term="Relationship"/><category term="Self motivation"/><category term="Silence is Love"/><category term="Superstar"/><category term="Travel"/><category term="academy days"/><category term="baby"/><category term="brother"/><category term="buddies"/><category term="girls"/><category term="god"/><category term="how"/><category term="love"/><category term="marriage"/><category term="mom"/><category term="safety"/><category term="sai"/><category term="tam bram"/><category term="tips"/><category term="zojila"/><category term="zulus"/><title type='text'>My Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>J@unTs...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coolgirl-anu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876170162030429938/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coolgirl-anu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anuraadha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473222551400452989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876170162030429938.post-5765730337478273818</id><published>2016-11-05T00:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2016-11-05T22:18:07.320-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="academy days"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="buddies"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Indianarmy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zojila"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="zulus"/><title type='text'>Women with the &amp;#39;wow&amp;#39; factor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Those were the days when I &#39;found myself&#39; not through some baba or meditation but through my buddies (Team 22). Became a bolder and more confident person. Reason- All 22 of us - &#39;The Team&#39;. We were girls did all the usual stuff for a different reason. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;1. Going to the Parlour every Sunday - to get a zero cut instead of layers. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;2. Getting dressed up in No. 1 uniform for punishment parade and looking at ourselves in the mirror as if it was our marriage. Including the dialogues &#39;buddy mein teekh lag rahi hoon na?&#39; &#39;Is my crease seen properly?&#39;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;3. From wearing high heels to naal wala drill boots. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;4. Instead of the ramp walks we were preparing for the Drill test and to March infront of the Adjutant (man on the horse).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;5. From playing sports for fitness to playing the same for Zulus.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;6. Late night parties to late night &#39;ragadas&#39; ( a period of healthy, fun and group events given by seniors to enhance the unity amongst the juniors).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;7. From going to classes in scooty to doubling up with punctured cycles. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;8. From wishing &#39;good morning sir&#39; to&amp;#160; &#39;Jaihind saab&#39;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;9. From having a fruit facepack to &#39;mud&#39; (literally mud and manure sometimes)pack.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;10. Having a &#39;Sun bath&#39; after a &#39;Mud pack&#39; including &#39;The Holy Dip&#39;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;11. Giving proof that you are a female to enter the women&#39;s washroom at the mall.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;12. Having different type of shoes with different uniform - though the purpose was the same. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;13. Sleep walking during camps. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;15. Standing up for each other though we were from different parts of the country emerged as officers proudly serving for our nation. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;Dedicated to the 22. Love you all. &lt;/p&gt;
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This post of mine is a forward that I got in my mail. Worth a read and must to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
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It seems that a lot of attackers use ...some tactic to get away with 
violence. Not many people know how to take care of themselves when faced
 with such a situation. Everyone should read this especially each and 
every girl in this world.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;THOUGHT THIS WAS GOOD INFO TO PASS ALONG...

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large; line-height: 1.22em;&quot;&gt;READ&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;.........................&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;......&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; line-height: 1.22em;&quot;&gt;Through a rapist&#39;s eyes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;A
 group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what 
they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting 
facts:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;1] The first thing men look for in a 
potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman 
with a ponytail, bun! , braid or other hairstyle that can easily be 
grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women 
with short hair are not common targets.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;2] The second thing men look for is 
clothing. They will look for women whose clothing is easy to remove 
quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;3] They also look for women using their 
cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities 
while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;4] The number one place women are abducted from / attacked at is grocery store parking lots.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;5] Number two is office parking lots/garages.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;6] Number three is public restrooms.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;7]
 The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and 
quickly move her to a second location where they don&#39;t have to worry 
about getting caught.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;8] If you put up any kind of a fight at 
all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them
 to realize that going after you isn&#39;t worth it because it will be 
time-consuming.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;9] These men said they would not pick on 
women who have umbrellas, or other similar objects that can be used from
 a distance, in their hands.

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10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the
 attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these 
guys you&#39;re not worth it.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;

POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;1]
 If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with 
you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a 
question, like what time is it, or make general small talk: can&#39;t 
believe it is so cold out here, we&#39;re in for a bad winter. Now that 
you&#39;ve seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose 
appeal as a target.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;2] If someone is coming toward you, hold 
out your hands in front of you and yell Stop or Stay back! Most of the 
rapists this man talked to said they&#39;d leave a woman alone if she yelled
 or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are 
looking for an EASY target.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;3] If you carry pepper spray (this 
instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he
 goes,) yelling I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY and holding it out will be a 
deterrent.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;4] If someone grabs you, you can&#39;t beat 
them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are 
grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under 
the arm between the elbow and

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armpit or in the upper inner thigh - HARD. One woman in a class this guy
 taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to 
date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out 
muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those 
places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;5] After the initial hit, always go for 
the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you
 slap a guy&#39;s parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you&#39;ll
 anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these 
rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause
 him a lot of

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;

trouble. Start causing trouble, and he&#39;s out of there.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;6]
 When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and 
bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on 
them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much 
pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;

audibly.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;7]
 Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of 
your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any 
odd behavior, don&#39;t dismiss it, and go with your instincts. You may feel
 little silly at the time, but you&#39;d feel much worse if the guy really 
was trouble.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL....

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;I
 know you are smart enough to know these pointers but there will be 
some, where you will go &quot;hmm I must remember that&quot; After reading, 
forward it to someone you care about, never hurts to be careful in&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;

this crazy world we live in.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;2. Learned this from a tourist guide to 
New Orleans: if a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND 
IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you.... chances are that he is more 
interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the 
wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk 
of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole 
and start waving like crazy. The driver won&#39;t see you but everybody else
 will. This has saved lives.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;(doing
 their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON&#39;T DO THIS! The predator 
will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get
 in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to
 go. AS SOON AS YOU CLOSE the DOORS, LEAVE.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:&amp;nbsp;

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;a.
 Be aware: look around your car as someone may be hiding at the 
passenger side, peek into your car, inside the passenger side floor, and
 in the back seat. (DO THIS TOO BEFORE RIDING A TAXI CAB).&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;b. If you! U are parked next to a big 
van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack 
their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are 
attempting to get into their cars.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;c. Look at the car parked on the driver&#39;s
 side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting 
alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the 
mall, or work, and get a guard /policeman to walk you back out. IT IS 
ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot).

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;7.
 If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS 
RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; 
and even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN!&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;8. As women, we are always trying to be 
sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the 
serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played 
on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a 
limp, and often asked &quot;for help&quot; into his vehicle or with his vehicle, 
which is when he abducted his next victim.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;I&#39;d like you to forward this to all the 
women you know. It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting 
another candle. I was going to send this to the ladies only, but guys, 
if you love your mothers,&amp;nbsp;

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wives, sisters, daughters, etc., you may want to pass it onto them, as well.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;Send
 this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world 
we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it&#39;s better safe than sorry.&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;If u have a heart or compassion share this photo.

&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;WE CAN SHARE JOKES AND SPAM MAILS TO OUR FRIENDS NETWORKS&lt;br style=&quot;line-height: 1.22em;&quot; /&gt;

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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Okay! Are you one among those who wants to know how to get motivated? Yes any blog or any tip is useful only for those who use it. Okay, now you are so hurried in getting motivated that you straight away want to jump to things. Here you are.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Cause - What demotivates you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&#39;Come on! You are The Best!&#39;If none in your life has told you this. Then have it from me.&amp;nbsp; No one can find the cause except yourself. Okay you might have someone, but you will not be satisfied unless you want to hear that to be the reason.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yes. Demotivating makes us feel terrible. We feel impaired. We feel like holding on to someone. Some might cry not able to find the immediate solution.&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a.&amp;nbsp; If you feel talking out to someone is really going to help you, then Please do. But remember that the person with whom you are going to share should not judge you with what you share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b.&amp;nbsp; But if you are one among those who say &#39;Thats ok. I dont want to talk about this. It will be fine after I wake up.&#39; who is poor at expressing? Then WAIT! Sleeping with something in your head would make that run in your subconscious mind. You might think you go to alpha state and solve it there. But no man! You need to sort things before you sleep.&lt;/div&gt;
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3. Here comes my solution. Really it is. ( Trust me with this!)&lt;/div&gt;
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4. Stand in front of a mirror. (This posture makes you get motivated easily as you proceed).Look into your eyes. Talk what ever you want to. Burst out your emotions. Let it be anger,frustration,fear,sorrow. It is just you and yourself. So have no fear. You can accept yourself for what you are. Keep talking in a language you feel like. What ever comes to your mind. At one point you will start to feel what ever you have been through for past 15 to 20 minutes is NOTHING at all. Then comes the fire within you. Urge you to do things that was sleeping within you. You would have woken up the Lion or Lioness within ( &#39;Thoongitu irundha singatha ezhupitta&#39;). *Little exaggeration*. But I promise you. You would feel MUCH better.&lt;br /&gt;
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big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to the Charismatic,Stylish,Evergreen thalaivar 
Rajinikanth!&lt;br /&gt;
Magical! Ofcourse because it is his birthday! Adding to that, &lt;br /&gt;
12+12+12=36=It has been 36years that he is ruling the hearts of everyone. On inverting the number=63. He turns 63 this year.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After the dispute between Aircel and Airtel&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;, &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oday I am able to &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;send&lt;/span&gt; and receive messages from Airtel. I do not know the actual issue 
though. The news says &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Airc&lt;/span&gt;el did not sign an agreement that was made and
 had a due to be paid. Sorry! being an aircel customer doesn&#39;t always 
demand about the whole knowledge of my network.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;All I can say is (obviously I am being a proper &#39;Indian&#39;* here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don&#39;t get to contact someone when I am in need of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I can access unlimited internet with just 99 INR. (Well I am not sure. I have never used it. But heard so.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Can stand odd man out in a crowd as all your friends and relatives will see your network as an alienated one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Now I just see the above points as colloquial way of expressing views. (No section 66A. Please! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Coming to what I learnt in this one month when I was unable to text anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;You forget why you use mobile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;You go back to the times when you dint know what a mobile was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If you are a person who never has a balance less more than 3 INR, Okay! Now that is me.You cannot be in touch with people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Technically this teaches to crisis management. Spiritually I learnt detachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Well, things are getting back to normal now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;*Indians are known for fault finding ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coolgirl-anu.blogspot.com/feeds/2100601033888624294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://coolgirl-anu.blogspot.com/2012/12/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876170162030429938/posts/default/2100601033888624294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7876170162030429938/posts/default/2100601033888624294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coolgirl-anu.blogspot.com/2012/12/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>Anuraadha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12473222551400452989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7876170162030429938.post-7331398301628565492</id><published>2012-09-11T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-12-12T03:13:18.612-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="brother"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="god"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mom"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sai"/><title type='text'>Chella Pillai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is my first photo post and it is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Now the baby boy in this photo is very special not only to me but to my whole maternal relatives. He was born after 13 years of marriage. And as any baby, he is god incarnate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Introducing to the world my 8 months cousin &#39;Sai Paritchith&#39; named after Paritchith maharaja who conquered things after a great struggle. Wish he too succeeds in everything he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Guess I missed out who he is , he is my baby cousin. Born to my last aunt (chithi in tamil) Now, on why he is special to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;1. He is so sweet that he understands his mom&#39;s pain and doesn&#39;t ask her to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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2. I am a person who will not like to go to his place as it takes time to travel but once when I see him, he gets so much attached to me that I start to miss him when I leave the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;3. Actually, this is supposed to be the first and foremost reason behind me LOVING him so much. He resembles exactly likee my sibling (my brother). MINE. I can exactly relate him to his childhood days. I have heard a lot from my mom how he cuddles me in the tender age. Now I have got a feeling that I get to cuddle him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;PS1: Me and my brother fight a lot till now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;PS2: Photo taken in my Sony walkman android mobile. Application:Retro camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;More about my brother in my upcoming post...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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is another song which resembles like this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Movie: Student of the Year&lt;br /&gt;
Music Director: Vishal Shekar &lt;br /&gt;
Song : Ishq wala Love&lt;br /&gt;
Singers : Shekhar Ravjiani, Salim Merchant, Neeti Mohan&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel Ishq wala love is a slower tempo of Adha ishq. I like both!&lt;/div&gt;
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Movie: Band Baaja Bhaarat&lt;br /&gt;
Music Director : Salim Suliaman&lt;br /&gt;
Singer : Shreya Ghoshal&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here are few tips for you to avoid the &#39;TALK&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Avoid attending functions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This can sometimes be the bait to trap you.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. Say no to exhibiting your &#39;talents&#39; at public places you go &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you sing at traditional functions, though you know you are a bathroom singer, they say &#39;ponnu nanna paadra&#39; and enquire about you through someone.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It so happens that you tend to mingle with aunts and uncle and they find you samathu or a homely girl. So stay away from danger zone of 30+.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. Act as deaf and dumb when the the topic starts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just act as if you heard nothin when they say  &#39;aduthu needhaan&#39;. Because if you say &#39;Yes&#39; , then they start the job of match fixing. If the answer is &#39;No&#39; then they say &quot;ada, kozhandha apdi dha solva namma dhan paathu pannanum&quot;. Either way is having saniyan in baniyan (Famous tamil dialogue- Saniyan is saturn which is often considered as danger and Baniyan is inner garment worn to absorb sweat).&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Do not react&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Be like the mixture mama from the tamil movie Naattamai. This makes people feel you care a hood to what they say.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;For now these are the common mistakes that we do . I was concentrating on Tam bram girls alone. Leave in your comments so that I get to add more.&lt;br /&gt;
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We always have at least one person in our life who can understand us what we are going through (happy or sad).Though we don&#39;t meet quite often.And to whom we can tell all the crap though they are not interested in listening. Cause deep inside we know that they do all those silly gesture of disinterest just to make us feel that they are there for us, things are going to be okay.Though we don&#39;t listen to them in the very first go, we do tend to feel that they were right with what they said, cause they know us.&lt;br /&gt;
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All of us would have surely had crush on someone or the other. May be certain beings with tuned mindset might not know the very feel of it. It puts a smile on our face thinking about the person. Each day has new hope of seeing the person. They can be anyone, be it a friend,classmate,colleague, including a stranger. The feeling is really sweet. The feel when we see them and the happiness wen they see us have no bounds. We feel really great as though we have achieved something great in our life (totally silly!! :P). And when our friends tease us in their presence we just feel so nice but don&#39;t want him/her to know about this. We would want to know more about them, want to be their friends.when we get their number, we wonder if we should start the conversation. Have so many thoughts in mind. But end up messaging them. We start jumping when we get a reply. But our heart breaks when we come to know that they are committed. Still we want to help them, having so many thoughts in mind. And when you become friends with them, they start sharing a lot about their love which hurts you even more. You still help them like a saint.                            &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt; Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn&#39;t? Tried hard to fight your feelings but you just couldn&#39;t? You fall deeper with each passing day, but hide in every possible way. She/he is only a friend and nothing else, that is the lie you keep telling yourself! You keep on saying she/he is just a bud, but deep inside you are falling in love! A simple glance turns into a stare, but you pretend you don&#39;t care. Its &#39;not right&#39; for you two to be together, Is that why you hide it so no one can see. Perhaps your feelings you can never show!&lt;/i&gt;                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;
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This is dedicated to all my friends who have or ever had such a silent love!                    &lt;br /&gt;
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The truth is when things are fine it is love (supposed to be ) else it is war ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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14th May 2010, Friday. The clock stuck 16:05 that I hurried to pack my clothes. I was totally excited about travelling alone (for the first time by train)to Bangalore. My semester exam got over!! This was the major reason for me being happy! The train was to depart at 23:15, Bangalore Mail. Made a list of things which are to be taken for my 4 day stay at cousin&#39;s place. I made sure that nothing was missed out. Filled my purse with cash given by dad( which he gave 2 days before he went out of station). Tried being girlish by taking set of accessories that match my apparel. It was 19:00 hrs and I heard the calling bell. Wow it was mom, she returned from office. She was bit worried that i have to travel alone till station ( quite funny! when a girl travels alone till b&#39;lore, whassup with the Central??). She hurried me to start to Central station. I was shocked!! Asked her not to panic, made things clear and at last we decided to start at 20:30 from home( though i dint like the idea). I finished packing, had a suit case and a bag.Finished my dinner. Wow it was 20:45 then, mom started hurrying not knowing that it was all a plot:P. We went to the depot to board my bus. Got my bus for Central station(17D). Meanwhile mom had got a companion for me whom I dint like much just because he was in his mid 30s. When the bus started she asked me to take care and made signs which meant I had to ask for any help from the person she has introduced &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;typical mom&quot;&lt;/span&gt;. I just sighed. I waved my hands. The bus started and took a slow turn at the out of depot which connects to the main road. I was totally happy &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;free bird&quot;&lt;/span&gt;. Suddenly I heard someone getting ticket for the 6th stopping from the depot, turned back casually and it was my mom!! I couldn&#39;t react. Kept my face blunt. She sat next to me and told she&#39;ll get down near my home and asked me to be happy after that. &lt;br /&gt;
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I had a wide smile. Within 15 minutes mom got down near our home and I waved my hands. I heard the conductor whistling, the bus geared up. I was so happy&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; closing my eyes,kissing the air,loving nature. &quot;Wow!kya feeling yaar!!. Kudh ja rahi hai? kamaal yaar!!&quot; &lt;/span&gt;. I put my head out of the window, everything seemed new!! I was totally on high spirits. The traffic was normal. I reached station around 22:40. Rolled the suitcase and had the bag on other hand. I walked as if I am a celebrity who has finished a big budget movie.It was so much crowded that I started sweating badly. I ran in to see the display which gave my platform number. I walked towards the platform not knowing that it was wrong.Then realized after going half way through, came back, was bit tensed.Walked towards the right one and got into my coach S7. Confirmed my name in the chart and entered into the train. I could notice that most of the people travelling were northis.Headed towards seat number 20 LB. I saw a 6&#39; tall old man( in his 60&#39;s) opposite to my seat. He was struggling to open his shuttered window, I went forward and made a try. It was too stiff due to the moist air trapped on the sides. I stood straight and gave it a tight hit beneath the handle with my palm , wow it released! Now it was easy to slide the window.He thanked me,I shook my head saying &quot;anytime&quot;. His accent made me know that he dint know tamil. My throat was chocking out of thirst and luckily a boy selling water came near my window. I bought 1L bottle for 13INR. I got reminded about my mom&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Thanni eduthundu po nu sonna kettathaane!! Ella kaasu irukkara dhairyam&quot;&lt;/span&gt;. I laughed at myself. &lt;br /&gt;
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I opened the cap and offered it to the old man sitting opposite,&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;paani?&quot;&lt;/span&gt; he replied &quot;nahin&quot; with a smile. I smiled and drank about half the bottle at one stroke. Now I called my mom and informed that I boarded the train safely. She asked me to text her once the train starts so that she can inform my uncle at Bangalore. The train was all set to start, there was a long &quot;poaa....m&quot; sound which is usual before a train starts. The old man started the conversation by telling about Chennai&#39;s climate, the language spoken which was hard to follow and the way he struggled for just 3days on official trip. He asked me for my good name and introduced himself. He asked me the reason behind my proper Hindi, I told I got it well because i studied in Kendriya Vidyalaya where there is mix of people and most of them speaking in Hindi. He dint seem satisfied, he gave the reason behind his Hindi despite of being a Kannadiga. He told he stayed in North India for lot of years. We were totally conversing in Hindi. He appreciated for my proper accent which made him feel that I am a Northy. &lt;br /&gt;
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I just smiled and was very happy within, I was proud about my dad who was a great reason for it. Wanted to tell him that I owe him a lot. So decided to text him &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Hey dad! I owe you a lot. Will let you know things in person.&lt;/span&gt;. Any more word would&#39;v been dramatic. Dads play a major role.I was all thinking. I realized many things at that moment. Even the smallest thing he did for me had a great impact now. Despite being apart due to many reasons he made sure I got proper education. He gave me all the freedom ,amenities to learn not letting me know the pain he has to come across.He is the real HERO!! NO WORDS!! I was really moved thinking each instant from childhood.Everyone were settled on their berths and I switched off the light for us to sleep. I laid on my berth having a content feeling that I knew something and a tear in my eyes for my dad&#39;s sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;
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