<?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-2243125546791891748</id><updated>2024-10-09T08:22:38.160+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Black Box Anomaly</title><subtitle type='html'>Random mumblings of an extremely enthusiastic woman (I can&#39;t seem to get enough of my own wisdom). With a hint of intellect, complemented with loads of dumbassedness and peppered with narcissism and hypocrisy, she&#39;s often seen ripping off people&#39;s head with her prudence on important matters. A willing audience with existential dichotomy is all I need. Phew! And THIS was supposed to be just a blog description. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-8769947812056471016</id><published>2015-06-23T19:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2015-06-23T19:24:22.062+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Amor fati</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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&quot;Learning to love the choices you&#39;ve already made, daring or not.&quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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I recently read this article on &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;The Guardian, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2015/jun/19/no-regrets-making-decisions-oliver-burkeman?CMP=share_btn_tw&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;follow the link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;. And what a beautifully written piece! I couldn&#39;t have agreed more. The author expresses the need for us to accept certain things (well, the reality) so convincingly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this comes to me at a time, where having a nervous breakdown is just around the corner. The amount of things that I should have almost finished, or the things which I should have ended by now. I perpetually created a situation for myself, with all the procrastination, all the wrong choices, and all other things (I can&#39;t even say where the list ends).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;So here I am. Stuck in a rut! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;And instead of running away from reality, coming to terms with what I can do from this point forward is the toughest decision that I need to choose for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;We end up regretting so many thing in life. But what comes after the regret, and how we deal with it, decides the fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;With this, hoping that I can finish what I started is THE only thing I need to focus on. Obviously, I am worried about the outcome. But once you&#39;ve jumped in the water, you shall learn to swim as well. Or let&#39;s just say, you may drown forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fcg&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;tn&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;;&amp;quot;}&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;fwb&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In the 21st century, this is what we&#39;ve succumbed to.&lt;/div&gt;
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(And the story is under construction.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Watch out for this space! But obviously, after a while. I do have other things to do, you see.&lt;/div&gt;
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Dating in school, or dating in college? No. Then dating someone you might meet at work, or through friends, or through some random source? No! Still? &lt;br /&gt;
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Well. In some cases, even parents help you out with this process. The entire family, close relatives, relatives whom you&#39;ve never met, neighbours or neighbour&#39;s friends, work colleagues, friends, their friends, everyone you know, or maybe you&#39;ve just met them. They&#39;re all in action!&lt;br /&gt;
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LET US FIND THE GROOM FOR YOU! The arranged-marriage (or dating) fiasco, and sometimes, a triumph!&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to technology, what we need is one click and let&#39;s all fall in love. In a virtual space. And of course, eventually, you may one day meet them in person too. &lt;br /&gt;
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Although, it&#39;s no longer considered &quot;desperate&quot; to look online for love (or lust). Somehow, somewhere deep down the line, it still doesn&#39;t convince me. Dating websites, matrimonial websites, and all such similar apps. You name your objective, and they have exactly THE website custom-made for you. And turns out, there are so many like you out there, searching for sex, love, life-partners, and sometimes, even friends. It&#39;s the era of intelligent-match making algorithms! A big Sheldon fan that I am, I would say it&#39;s hokum. But that&#39;s the thing. It might just work. YOU NEVER KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nonetheless, the old-school thought process of finding someone in a more traditional sort of way seems so much more convenient and well, it kind of feels okay. Something that may seem normal? But hey! Who is to say what&#39;s normal? What might be normal for you, could be chaos for others. But where do you meet people? Whether it&#39;s your career that&#39;s taking a toll on your life, or your work schedule. Priorities have changed, desires have changed, and so have the expectations. For EVERY individual, irrespective of the sex.&lt;br /&gt;
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We have tagged people into friend zones, dating-zones, marriage-material zones, and who knows, what else is out there. I&#39;m not saying that&#39;s not the right way of doing anything, perhaps that is the only way of finding someone, or maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;
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A lot depends on the kind of person we are. The dreams that we have. The support that you have from your loved ones. And the courage to fulfill each aspiration that you&#39;ve always longed for. &lt;br /&gt;
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I, since the day I can recall, wanted to find love. Some could even say, I eat, sleep, breathe romance! Crazy, consuming, can&#39;t-live-without-each other, it&#39;s a &#39;happy place&#39; romance. After a certain point, you don&#39;t want to date anymore, you want to find THE one for you. And live a happily ever after!&lt;br /&gt;
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Each calculation that you have have in your mind, or the choices that you make, or wondering about the consequences that might happen, if you take one step. That one big step in your life of choosing someone. Sometimes, it feels stressful, since you have to tread so carefully just to make it seem like work!&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Work at it! Things will not fall into one place.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Just mellow down a bit, a tad bit.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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You see your friends in love. No, you rather see friends happy in love! It seems like, this is so easy. But why do I find it so hard? Has not-being-in-love for so long made me this cynical? Or has my motto become, to avoid love at all costs?&lt;br /&gt;
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We are who we are, with our life experiences. Is the experience not enough? That now being alone makes it so much more easier. And simpler. &lt;br /&gt;
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I feel I have reached a stage that I never enjoy anything. I&#39;m always waiting for whatever is next. What I want, what they want, what others wants! Why does it feel that the perfect combination of what everyone wants just doesn&#39;t exist? In the search for my prince charming, I have considered all permutations and combinations that can possibly exist. Yet, the package hasn&#39;t arrived!&lt;br /&gt;
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In the whole struggle of finding love, no one would want to lose control over their life that they&#39;ve have build so far. It&#39;s a sign of weakness, of settling down for something less than what you deserve. And still, there are times when you just cannot control anything. Love, friendship, marriage and happiness. The whole world stops, and you realize that no one can save you. No matter how hard we fight it, we will fall. And it&#39;s so scary as hell. The only upside to this sort of free-falling, it&#39;s the chance that you take. To fall in love. What if it doesn&#39;t work, and what if it does?&lt;br /&gt;
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Nobody wants to be the damsel in distress. We want the prince charming. But we&#39;re not trapped in a tower high up in the sky! Everyone knows fairytale romance doesn&#39;t exist anymore. Yet, we keep looking love. We wait to fall in love. For some, it&#39;s the physical dependency. For some, it&#39;s the emotional dependency. For some, it&#39;s the intellectual dependency. And sometimes, there are different combinations of all of them.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t wish to get married because all my friends are married or getting married. I don&#39;t wish to get married because it feels lonely. I don&#39;t wish to get married because I need company. I don&#39;t wish to get married because there&#39;s the right age to have kids (and quite frankly, I don&#39;t like kids). I wish to get married when I am in love. Or the idea of being in love. The McDreamy (in this case, mine) who would want to marry me and want a lifetime with me.&lt;/div&gt;
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What I seek today is probably somewhere in the future, I hope. And even if it&#39;s not there, let&#39;s just hope, there are other happy endings and beginnings to the stories that are waiting to be written in the diary of destiny!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Vulnerable, was she? Perhaps, she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;Source: Facebook (berlin-artparasites)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;She did not know anything, other than being intense. She could never learn the art of not feeling too much or not thinking too much. She never experienced anything which didn&#39;t move her heart. She didn&#39;t know how to stay still and quite her mind. She wandered gloriously searching for sunshine. She kept searching and questioning&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;. Some would say, she&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; was&lt;/span&gt; l&lt;/span&gt;ooking for answers. The need to understand meaning of each existence. In everything. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;And i&lt;/span&gt;n every person, she ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;She was passionate. &lt;/span&gt;Often, she burned in rebellion. Her &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;greatest strength became her weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt; Her weakness morphed her vulnerability.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ime and again&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;, s&lt;/span&gt;he was misunderstood. She wanted to &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt; so much more, &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;bu&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she&lt;/span&gt; buried her thoughts &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;in the darkest corner o&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;f her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;In the midst of her strange beauty, she kept searching for joy within. The whirlpool of emotions and the fury of her own self, she longed to be found. Only to realize, she was alone. She was scared &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;so much that she couldn&#39;t breathe&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;She was &lt;/span&gt;worried. She was vulnerable. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;et, she&lt;/span&gt; kept breathing. She kept walking. Through&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt; the different paths that she saw, she wanted to reach her destin&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;. The trail of footsteps stretch&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; till the horizon, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 20px;&quot;&gt;he didn&#39;t know who&#39;s to follow. She c&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;hose her own fate&lt;/span&gt;, she created her own path. To be heard, to be seen, and to be able to breathe free again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;They said&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she was weak&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;nd she believed what they said. Never did she realize, beneath all her emotions, there was a strong woman. And perhaps, there still is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;She told herself, &quot;Stop being so weak. Grow up and get over it.&quot; And then, she never felt anything again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;She was fierce, she was beautiful, and she was a mystery. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Although sh&lt;/span&gt;e said, she was happy alone. She knew she didn&#39;t mean that. She knew it was just easier being alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;It was a pity, she blamed them. And they blamed her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;Within all that chaos, she never &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;could ac&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;cept and embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who she&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; really &lt;/span&gt;was. She kept searching for answers, only to realize, she knew the answers all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;P.S. This &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;was inspired by a post on Facebook.&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; That page&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; really makes you think. And&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; started blogging again&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Words come by and words leave you alone. But some words tend to carve out a place in your soul forever.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;--&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;António Nogueira Pessoa&lt;/i&gt; and his words.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don&#39;t know how many souls I have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;ve changed at every moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I always feel like a stranger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I&#39;ve never seen or found myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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From being so much, I have only soul.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A man who has soul has no calm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A man who sees is just what he sees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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A man who feels is not who he is.&lt;/div&gt;
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Attentive to what I am and see,
I become them and stop being I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Each of my dreams and each desire belongs to whoever had it, not me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am my own landscape,
I watch myself journey -
Various, mobile, and alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here where I am I can&#39;t feel myself.&lt;/div&gt;
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That&#39;s why I read, as a stranger, my being as if it were pages.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Not knowing what will come and forgetting what has passed,
I note in the margin of my reading.&lt;/div&gt;
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What I thought I felt.
Rereading, I wonder: &quot;Was that me?&quot;
God knows, because he wrote it.&lt;/div&gt;
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-- &lt;/div&gt;
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Oh, such beautifully written words.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;bqQuoteLink&quot;&gt;Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. &lt;b&gt;And let it go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;bqQuoteLink&quot;&gt;Sometimes it is the smallest decisions that
 can change your life forever. Or maybe it is the biggest decision 
changing your life forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
They
 say change is good. Change is constant. Everything happens for a 
reason. But are we not consoling the heart, mind and soul to accept 
brutality of the present?&lt;br /&gt;
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Are we really prepared for changes? Or do we embrace them just because there is no other choice left? &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;d
 say change isn&#39;t always the best thing you could have wished for. The 
trouble is not being able to avoid it, at all. We all hope for a better 
tomorrow. Hence, the willingness to accept change becomes a necessity. I
 too, hope for a brighter future. For all. And selfishly, for myself 
too. Change is inevitable. And so, I&#39;ll move on along with this change. I
 will accept what life throws back at me, with more hope, and also, 
dreams to follow.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This ain&#39;t the end. This will be a 
newer (brighter, perhaps) start. The start to a brand new chapter. The 
start for new challenges. The uncertain clear blue sky, and wings for 
the bird who now wishes to fly high.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At the end of the day, we&#39;re on our own. The power to silence the unnecessary questions, and the courage to move forward. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We all have a purpose, or maybe we don&#39;t. On this note. And as of today. This. This is what I shall follow. &lt;b&gt;Learn to trust the journey, even when you do not understand it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy blogging start!&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S.&amp;nbsp; There are no &lt;span class=&quot;st&quot;&gt;literary skills in the posts to follow. These are just musings, trying to be portrayed in the best possible common language!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/3309220792519146240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2015/03/the-final-seal-before-last-blow-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/3309220792519146240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/3309220792519146240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2015/03/the-final-seal-before-last-blow-only.html' title='Let It Go'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-4732270429934471782</id><published>2015-03-26T23:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2015-03-27T00:58:21.960+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hi there!</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;
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This site would undergo changes in the near future (since a definite timeline would be stressful). Nonetheless, tune in to this space for more stuff coming in soon (after four years, things would finally be back in action).&lt;br /&gt;
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Peace out.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/4732270429934471782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2015/03/hi-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/4732270429934471782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/4732270429934471782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2015/03/hi-there.html' title='Hi there!'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-6770566639863480717</id><published>2011-06-10T12:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-10T12:49:08.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Update - Part 3 (Last Part)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;No, this ain&#39;t my last happy post. Lol! Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s just that after a series of &#39;Happy. Satisfied with Life.&#39; kinda posts, there is this sudden urge to experiment something new.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yeah, I know it&#39;s just an experiment, but I so wanna do it, soon. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hence, ending this series of &#39;Happy Updates&#39;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(Dammit! Why is the Enter button not working!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Anyway!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So.Yeah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;About my happy posts, I did pretty well with my result. Yeah, you got it right. University result. Not the great set of marks, but considering the fact the way I studied this semester, I am more than satisfied the way it turned out to be. That is, I passed. Yayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And if you&#39;ve noticed, I mean if you happen to follow my blog regularly, which I am sure you don&#39;t! So just informing, that I changed things around a bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The background, the arrangement, the order, etc, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But yeah, my favourite font, still happens to be Arial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(But with Microsoft Office Word, I somehow like &#39;Calibri&#39; more than &#39;Arial&#39; and &#39;Times New Roman&#39;. Lol!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Ok. Now I am bored. I&#39;ll be back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Till then, stay happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Happy Koel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;(And if you&#39;re wondering who&#39;s Koel? Go figure! Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/6770566639863480717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-update-part-3-last-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6770566639863480717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6770566639863480717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-update-part-3-last-part.html' title='Happy Update - Part 3 (Last Part)'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-5166639697467864724</id><published>2011-06-08T10:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-08T19:33:41.776+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Update - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s June, and here am I, sitting in the library, just reached workplace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(Oh! Library is my workplace!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Funny it is! This is the only library till date where I have actually done the reading part and I even enjoyed it. No. Seriously, I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yeah, we don&#39;t have novels out here, but rest all what I need, yes, for&amp;nbsp;studies, it is there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;May be it&#39;s the AC, or may be just the way it looks. Or may be, I don&#39;t know. I somehow like it, whatever I end up doing here, most of the times, it&#39;s kinda productive. Be it an assignment, presentation, project! Or even a blog post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(Hmmmm. You know, whenever I write a post, it&#39;s always, I want something more creative, having more sophisticated words, something having much more to it. But at the end, I just end up rattling out my thoughts, in random way, it&#39;s more like whatever comes in mind, at that very moment itself. I do wish may be I could write a poem, or you know, just something more better and creative!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;May be that&#39;s just not me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Anyway, so where was I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yeah! This library. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It feels good over here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;By the way, I had a good start today. Woke up early, something which I use to hate, I still do, and I&#39;ll probably do that forever. But, what made it good today, was the Yoga Class I had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yeahhh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I had my first Yoga Class today. And I hope I do that sincerely, and regularly. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Heyy! Heyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Shhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The fat professor just entered the library. No, I don&#39;t mind her being fat, so am I! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s just that she is weird. Really weird. And silly! Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(You should listen to her ringtone. Hilarious! Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The batch-mates here are good. The ones I meet these days and I work with them. Nice people! Getting to learn a lot of things. Good things, must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Lol! I just read it again. I sound like a nerd, happily sitting in the &#39;Library&#39; and writing a blog post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But. No. I am nowhere close to that term!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;If I had, I am sure my grades and scores would have been way better, and I would have been among the toppers, which clearly, I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And that reminds me, results shall be out. Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Though the day started off well, I&#39;m just dreading the fact that&amp;nbsp;it might go downhill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yeah. I am scared&amp;nbsp;because of the result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I hope, even if it has to be bad, it doesn&#39;t turn out to be too bad! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Just hate the suspense period. Huff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I guess that is just it. I&#39;m done for now. I should get back to doing something more constructive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(I&#39;m doing an Minor Project, by the way! Internship you could say.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Oh! And just in case you might wanna know, I have been watching a LOT of movies. It&#39;s like I&#39;m on a movie watching spree. Yayy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Also, I have been exercising a lot these days, alongside Yoga! Not to forget, the evening walks as well. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And the credit goes to someone really HOT! And if that person happens to read this, &quot;Thank you!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And if at all I go kinda off track, well, you know what you gotta do. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So with this, I shall now get back to those articles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(Gosh! Damn&amp;nbsp;you! I HAVE TO LOOSE WEIGHT Schedule! The entire body is in pain!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/5166639697467864724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-update-part-2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/5166639697467864724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/5166639697467864724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-update-part-2.html' title='Happy Update - Part 2'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-8950735042342326828</id><published>2011-05-24T23:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-24T23:12:36.742+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Update - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Things might not be at their best, but certainly better than the disaster I had expected to happen. Anyway! So from tomorrow, back to work. Things seem pretty fine as of now. And hopefully, it will remain so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;*fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/8950735042342326828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-update-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/8950735042342326828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/8950735042342326828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-update-part-1.html' title='Happy Update - Part 1'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-5261704865881675093</id><published>2011-04-25T11:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:37:45.914+05:30</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Somebody will get killed soon. It&#39;s been months. And I still don&#39;t have one bloody thing in hand. This is insane. I mean, this is what you get to see in India perhaps.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You have a contact?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;*bingo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; You got through!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yayy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;You don&#39;t?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; Aww. Sad. You could wait in the line though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And those HRs. All they can do is at least type a mail, and if they want to reject you, they might as well do that, but No! Select and Delete. That&#39;s it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I have been trying like hell from past few months. And of all the replies I got,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;We are sorry, but can try again next time.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Fine! Good, at least they replied.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But the other dozens of mail that I&#39;ve ever send to people. Not one single reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Strangely, you mail the Company Boss, or even to people across the globe if it&#39;s an International Organization. They reply, while the country HRs, of the very same organization, they don&#39;t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Pheww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
It makes me feel as if I will never make it big. Yeah! I might. Only if I have contacts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This is the last week, the very last week I will try. After that, well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This remains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And perhaps, it will remain so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;P.S. - This was just out of frustration. Don&#39;t get me wrong! Happy updates need to wait for sometime till things don&#39;t fall in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/5261704865881675093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/5261704865881675093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/5261704865881675093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-5937859249433006087</id><published>2011-03-30T11:03:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:03:40.914+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Norah Jones Johhny Cash Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/7ufjeTqOhuM?fs=1&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; width=&quot;425&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/5937859249433006087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/03/norah-jones-johhny-cash-tribute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/5937859249433006087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/5937859249433006087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/03/norah-jones-johhny-cash-tribute.html' title='Norah Jones Johhny Cash Tribute'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/7ufjeTqOhuM/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-3326503819681571158</id><published>2011-02-26T17:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:50:34.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Invictus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Out of the night that covers me,&lt;br /&gt;
Black as the pit from pole to pole,&lt;br /&gt;
I thank whatever gods may be&lt;br /&gt;
For my unconquerable soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;In the fell clutch of circumstance&lt;br /&gt;
I have not winced nor cried aloud.&lt;br /&gt;
Under the bludgeonings of chance&lt;br /&gt;
My head is bloody, but unbowed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Beyond this place of wrath and tears&lt;br /&gt;
Looms but the Horror of the shade,&lt;br /&gt;
And yet the menace of the years&lt;br /&gt;
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,&lt;br /&gt;
How charged with punishments the scroll,&lt;br /&gt;
I am the master of my fate.&lt;br /&gt;
I am the captain of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;~ William Ernest Henley&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/3326503819681571158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/02/invictus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/3326503819681571158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/3326503819681571158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/02/invictus.html' title='Invictus'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-6438936095955393575</id><published>2011-01-22T14:49:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:53:56.029+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Monologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Okay. I am in a perfectly confused mood, tired and now, I guess feeling sleepy as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; Thanks to the afternoon lunch.&lt;br /&gt;
*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s been 4 hours, since I started drafting it. And here I am, still thinking, what else to write, is it good enough? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And  to add to the effect, I want to write something NOW and wrap it up. But taking breaks is always advisary. And within seconds.&lt;br /&gt;
Ctrl+T&lt;br /&gt;
New Tab Opened.&lt;br /&gt;
Facebook. Orkut. Twitter. Period.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And then I logged in to my blogger dashboard. YES! My concentration, suddenly shifted to my blog, which I had abandonned for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Umm. I&#39;m thinking of posting something. I should. But what should I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Expressing my thoughts frankly, is all what I can possibly think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;
I think I need a laptop. Or a new fish.&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, I want a pet. Naomi also turned 1 today. Yes, a pet might cheer me up. :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Or completing my Curriculum Vitae? Yes, I was drafting my CV. (I guess did mention drafting something in the beginning.)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Oh crap! I&#39;v lost it.&lt;br /&gt;
Hmmmmm. Music  cures everything. Music with a video would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;
But what should I listen, Fleet Foxes? Oooohh! Yeah! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I  have started thinking about something, a lot since yesterday. I also had detailed coversations about it from past 1 week. Even people at college noticed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(They noticed? Good sign.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;Anusheema seems tensed.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;She&#39;s become a lot more sincere.&#39;  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But to be honest, I hardly have. Infact, I might never be the sincere student I always hallucinate of. Maybe I should just give up on that!&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe I should just leave everything, and go on a permanent holiday! Maybe I should...... Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;
And it&#39;s always a MAYBE!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It has always been difficult for me to figure out what I want. What interests me more! Sometimes, I go like, &#39;Woahh! Eureka! I KNOW IT!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
And then, after sometime, I go back to saying.&lt;br /&gt;
&#39;Umm. Nahhh. Maybe something else.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
And thus life always revolves around that stupid, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;
And know what? I have now started being indifferent towards it.  It&#39;s something, yes, I know. That has to stay. And most probably. It will.&lt;br /&gt;
Strange. I realize that I STILL can&#39;t recognize  the voice of  my own self. Yes, that&#39;s funny because I have a record of  talking to myself endlessly all the damn time.&lt;br /&gt;
A friend of mine had once said, &#39;You&#39;ll have multiple careers.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
(Oh yes! I love palmistry.)&lt;br /&gt;
Infact, any possible &#39;istry&#39; or &#39;logy&#39; that can tell me what I will do next!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gosh! I sound  like I am on drugs. But No. I am not.&lt;br /&gt;
I am just. Thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And while taking breaks, I just found one of our professors on facebook!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
A great FB stalker I am. :P&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Alright,  I am jobless, I admit. But soon, I will not be.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And it&#39;s DONE. My CV is ready to hit the tables. It definitely feels comforting this one time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sometime soon, I will be doing some constructive project. Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;No. No. No.&lt;/span&gt; Even the very thought of not getting through those places hurts. :|&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t want to think about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yes, things will certainly fall into place, the moment I stop being online, and study something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;YES! That&#39;s exactly what I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;After hours of just drafting a CV. Now, I will study. Economics! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder how these Commerce students study this Subject. Of all I could gather is that, it is made of assumptions. And for us Science students, it is so difficult to conclude on things, based JUST on assumptions.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Damn the Subject!&lt;br /&gt;
Like it or not. I just have to. I better get going.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe I might just end up liking the subject. Maybe. Or chuck it!&lt;br /&gt;
Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/6438936095955393575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/01/monologue.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6438936095955393575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6438936095955393575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/01/monologue.html' title='Monologue'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-6020290855549658104</id><published>2011-01-03T16:43:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:54:20.162+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Voices of Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F-LUP8Q7aDQ/TSGxogP3YFI/AAAAAAAAADc/qzEhZwtVydg/s1600/Fullscreen%2Bcapture%2B132011%2B44225%2BPM.bmp.jpg&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557918724561264722&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F-LUP8Q7aDQ/TSGxogP3YFI/AAAAAAAAADc/qzEhZwtVydg/s400/Fullscreen%2Bcapture%2B132011%2B44225%2BPM.bmp.jpg&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 400px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 310px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Environmental change coupled with resource degradation and poverty is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; creating situations of extreme adversity in several parts of India.&lt;br /&gt;
As the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; impacts of climate change become unequivocal, nature and ecosystems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; natural resources and the people who depend on them will become more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; vulnerable during this century. This will imply less or uncertain availability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; of food and water, increased variability in the frequency and intensity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; of natural disasters, loss or migration of species, significant changes in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; ecosystems and tremendous risk to human populations and their livelihoods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; Impacts of climate change are likely to be felt more in developing countries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; such as India, given the greater reliance of its people on natural resources&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and ecosystems. In the fragile high altitude Himalayas, these changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; cannot escape the notice of the people who have lived there for decades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Warmer seasons and erratic precipitation have influenced their daily lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; in terms of agricultural patterns and produce, clothing, lifestyles, food,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; livestock and livelihoods. Moreover, incidences of pest attacks and weeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; have increased to a great extent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; In coastal ecosystems, such as the Sundarbans, direct impacts of human induced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; climate change can be felt with rising sea levels and increasing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; salt water incursion on agricultural land and water bodies, threatening life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; property, livelihoods, and leaving local communities more vulnerable than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; ever, as climate refugees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; People over generations and even at present, continue to adapt to these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; environmental changes and develop their own resilience and coping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; mechanisms. However, due to the rapid and uncertain nature of the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; changes, old ways of coping are often proving inadequate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;This is a must read report prepared by WWF-India.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Voices of individuals who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; have witnessed change and are living these changes, of those who are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; finding ways to survive and move on in the hope of a better future by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; adapting to climate vulnerabilities and alternative livelihood options.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; It is to these intrepid individuals who have told their tales and the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; thousands who are still unheard, that this report is dedicated to. Also to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; those who are at risk, but are finding new ways and alternatives to tackle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; change. The capacity for resilience and undaunted hope in the face of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; adversity shines through all these stories, worthy of being heard and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Their lives remind us of how precarious our existence is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Available at - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://assets.wwfindia.org/downloads/voices_of_change.pdf&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;http://assests.wwfindia.org/downloads/voices_of_change.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='application/pdf' href='http://assets.wwfindia.org/downloads/voices_of_change.pdf' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/6020290855549658104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/01/voices-of-change.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6020290855549658104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6020290855549658104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/01/voices-of-change.html' title='Voices of Change'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F-LUP8Q7aDQ/TSGxogP3YFI/AAAAAAAAADc/qzEhZwtVydg/s72-c/Fullscreen%2Bcapture%2B132011%2B44225%2BPM.bmp.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-1079263694913533386</id><published>2011-01-01T09:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:54:32.495+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! 2011, you better be a happy one. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Happy New Year people! Have a VERYYYYY happy 2011!!&lt;br /&gt;
:D&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/1079263694913533386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011-you-better-be-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/1079263694913533386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/1079263694913533386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year-2011-you-better-be-happy.html' title='Happy New Year! 2011, you better be a happy one. :D'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-55957782822364847</id><published>2010-12-17T13:54:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:54:54.264+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2011. Come! Come Come! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So, we&#39;re back. Yeahh! Late update. Lol!! My new year&#39;s resolution is to be regular with the blog! Hopefully! :P&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah, so where was I? Yeah! NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
And for the first time in life, there will be new elements attached to it! :D&lt;br /&gt;
New semester, new subjects, new books! And ohh yeahh! I&#39;ll be free for the first time this year! And partyingggg!! Wooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: courier new; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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And as usual, I have a lot resolutions ready this year again! :D&lt;br /&gt;
But actually, you know what, it really doesn’t matter what the new year’s resolutions are, to lose  weight, make changes, find love, learn something new, stop  procrastinating, build confidence, complete a project, overcome fears,  be a better person, or save money, get the education, support,  motivation, and encouragement to reach your goals.  It&#39;s all about making it better! Wayyy better!&lt;br /&gt;
Making 2011 something  different!!!! And it all starts NOW! (well.. just few more days.. :D)&lt;br /&gt;
Yayayyyy!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;Do you realize you have a blog?&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;Write something new!&#39;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, I was coaxed so much, to log in and write something new. Yes, the creater of this blog does exist, but the writing part.&lt;br /&gt;
Umm, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m not a great writer. I write only when I feel like. Yes, I&#39;m moody. And choosy as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But yeah, the past 2 months, I was kind of busy. Busy with a new place, new people. And new goal towards life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yes, you guessed it right, I joined a new college for post grads. Ok, not that I am very studious, but yeah, I ain&#39;t creative, so, yeah, books for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This whole new phase, the past few days, few months, rather past 1 year. The most important phase of my life. As of now, I do feel so. A whole new set of realization, beliefs and faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Yes, I do like changes, changes make me grow. I do like new things, new things keep me going. Else, life would have been so monotonous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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2009, had been a great year, 2010 it has been good so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I met a lot of new people last year.&lt;br /&gt;
And there it started. The realization, of what is important to me, of what I want from life, and what is life offering me as a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Yeah, the fact that now I feel special, has grown a lot in me, and also the fact that I have started loving myself more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, there is something in my mind, and I want to pen it down soon, but I need a better view of it. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So, yeah, this was just the introduction, or the preface part, I&#39;ll be back soon. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
With a new post, a new thought and the newer side of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Till then, enjoy and have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Oh yess, and Happy Diwali.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;(And the Environmental part in me says, &#39;Have a Green Diwali.&#39;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Take care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/8501591459388571364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-alive-and-im-back-yayy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/8501591459388571364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/8501591459388571364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-alive-and-im-back-yayy.html' title='I&#39;m alive and I&#39;m back. Yayy!'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-8719038329923304461</id><published>2010-09-01T23:34:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:48:14.990+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Timing Doesn’t Exist. Stop Waiting For It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It bothers me when I hear people describe a personal set of conditions that need to be met before they can make the next move in their life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Most often, they’re just making excuses — creating obstacles that aren’t actually there, placing the blame on some outside force they can’t control, and choosing to let day after day of inaction turn into many years of waiting for their cosmos to align.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In other words, they stay where they’re comfortable until it’s the perfect time to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Once I find a better job, then I’ll leave this one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“Once I save enough money, then I’ll stop living at my parents’ place.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;“Once I’m out of this stressful period of my life, then I’ll quit smoking.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What’s even worse are the people who connect their obstacles in a way that makes their current situation circular, like a trap they will never escape:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I can’t pursue my dream career unless I leave my job, but I can’t pay the bills unless I stay at my job&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Then there’s also the people who have a thousand complaints about their life. They typically don’t even explain any connections between their obstacles, they just rant about anything that’s causing them stress, but do nothing to correct any of it. They’re so overwhelmed they don’t even know where to begin, and their easiest option is to give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If any of this sounds familiar, then my advice to you is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stop waiting for that “&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;perfect time&lt;/span&gt;” to make your next move. Perfect timing doesn’t exist. It’s fictional. You’ll wait forever for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;There will never be a perfect time to leave your job, move out of state, and start from scratch. Similarly, there will never be a perfect time to get married, have a baby, or have another baby. That’s because no matter when you make these choices, they will involve risk — and it’s the risk involved that makes choices like these easier to put off until another day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What you often fail to realize is you’re not just waiting, you’re stagnating. You stop growing, hinder your advancement, and basically become dull as a result of your choice to keep life on pause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If your current job is holding you back, then you should quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Seriously. You can quit your dead-end job today. Just walk straight up to your boss and say “&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;I quit&lt;/span&gt;.” Leave and don’t come back. The place won’t crumble without you. They’ll find a replacement and be just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Then hop in your car and drive across the country just to see that you can. Just for fun. Just to help you remember that you have a choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;No car? Hitchhike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Not your thing? Walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I’m sure you see my point: &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;You have more freedom than you realize&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;So if you want to create change in your life, then stop waiting. Let go of perfection and act. Once you have, you’ll only regret you didn’t start doing it sooner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Read this on a website. Not my original article.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;*Copyright*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;By - Shaun Boyd.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/8719038329923304461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/09/perfect-timing-doesnt-exist-stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/8719038329923304461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/8719038329923304461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/09/perfect-timing-doesnt-exist-stop.html' title='Perfect Timing Doesn’t Exist. Stop Waiting For It.'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-6773030768223425008</id><published>2010-08-30T12:49:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:47:51.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Lost Sense of Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Ok. We were having this detailed discussion. And then this whole thing about our sense of wonder, and the fact that we&#39;ve all grown up came into picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I had read an article like months back, and then thought of writing something on those lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But, yeah, the amount of distraction in life, well. Apologies for the delay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Is it? Is it true? The sad part, yes, it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s just not the same anymore. The world, we human beings have lost the sense of wonder. We, we&#39;ve all have grown up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We&#39;re grown up adults, with dreams, aspirations, not that our ancesters didn&#39;t have dreams, not that they never thought of big things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Even they did. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The only difference. Each and every of  thought back then, had &#39;life&#39; attached to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We no longer catch our breath at the sight of a rainbow or the scent of a flower, as we once did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We have grown bigger and everything else is now smaller, less impressive. We&#39;ve grown out of things, yes, we have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We no longer run our fingers through water, no longer shout at the starts or make faces at the moon. Water is now 2 atoms of Hydrogen and 1 atom of Oxygen, the stars have been classified, the entire world has changed its meaning, or have we changed the way we used to think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We get so preoccupied with ourselves, the words we speak, the plans and projects we deal, that now it&#39;s like we&#39;ve become immune to the glory of creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We barely notice the cloud passing over the moon or the dewdrops clinging to the rose petals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I say, I do notice some of it, but when? When it comes down to photography, or if some one just packs my bag, and off I go. To a place, in solitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;But do I see any of it when during any of my regular time tables? I doubt I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s sad. It&#39;s when there is more of bricks all around, and less of green space. And when you have a detailed discussion on such things, you tend tend to get reminded of all what you had when we were kids, and all what we lost while growing up into adults.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;At 21, I do miss a lot of things which earlier were a part of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: arial; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know how to really sum it up, and if at all this article is going anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;
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All I wish that, perhaps, had I not lost the sense of wonder, life today, in the 21st centuary, would have been much, much different. And more beautiful perhaps!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/6773030768223425008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/08/lost-sense-of-wonder.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6773030768223425008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/6773030768223425008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/08/lost-sense-of-wonder.html' title='The Lost Sense of Wonder'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-1990529414381219756</id><published>2010-07-16T22:24:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:46:25.824+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I was half asleep, but a part of me was still trying my best to come up with something extraordinary for my blog. After a while, I started hearing voices, one after another. I rubbed my eyes to gain more sense. The voices now sounded closer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And I heard one of them say, “You moron, you’re still stuck.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The voice was more clear, more angry, “Loser, reality check, you just can’t write.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I got pissed off, and I screamed, “Would you please be quiet? I&#39;m trying to write something for my blog!”&lt;br /&gt;
The sound stopped, a shadow with horns came up to me, peeking over my shoulder, “Oh my god, look at you, you’re baffled. How pathetic!”&lt;br /&gt;
I turned to see his smirking face, “Would you shut up? Man, sometimes you are really annoying.”&lt;br /&gt;
Shadow raised his hand as if he was going to hit me, but I shrugged. Iguana came on my other side, “Could I help?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“No, I don&#39;t think so.”&lt;br /&gt;
“Okay, as you wish.” Iguana turned and climbed up the wall, clawing it, once again. “Iguana!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Sorry!”&lt;br /&gt;
I sighed, “Where’s Orangutan?”&lt;br /&gt;
Shadow smirked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“Oh, come on! What did you do to her?”&lt;br /&gt;
Orangutan was jumping around in the basement, and shrieked, “You jerk!”&lt;br /&gt;
Shadow smiled, “I guess you didn&#39;t like it?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“Yeah, right!” “To hell with it, if you weren&#39;t in another story I’d totally kill you a thousand times over!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Moth ran to my side, pushing Shadow aside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“They&#39;re fighting again.”&lt;br /&gt;
I sighed, “Again?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“Yeah.”&lt;br /&gt;
I got off my chair, following Moth outside. I found Lion arguing with Leopard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“Your kind is silly, the mane makes me look so hot, and I always have more females to mate with.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“You, insignificant, worthless, piece of undead! I&#39;m so much better! Even my walk is faster than your run!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I sighed, “Both are wonderful, now please stop arguing. It’s getting really annoying.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“He said Lion was better!”&lt;br /&gt;
“Really, is it that big a deal?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Iguana sighed, and then laughed, “No, we were just joking.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;“What the hell!” I growled then looked back at the computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And beep, one message received. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Reality shook me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;1. I was dreaming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;2. I was indeed a Zoology student. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;3. I still hadn’t finished the piece for my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/feeds/1990529414381219756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/1990529414381219756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2243125546791891748/posts/default/1990529414381219756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anusheema.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-blog.html' title='My Blog'/><author><name>Anusheema</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01627221063851176195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVtsdUFlzBcVobMLKBBYr0YPsYMf5n38Mlw4UF1ae4Xzl6SLJaYOYA5YqcuHbDdSEJBTYV5DVoYwx5K1O4AS2yw4uG0cUbUB_T_cWWUyC_H0KR4erltaH-8plkG-JtYQ/s220/38852_1488622929290_1045466955_1367350_145352_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2243125546791891748.post-5145949228506710776</id><published>2010-07-16T19:19:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-25T11:44:28.569+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who&#39;s more Green? Google or Microsoft?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F-LUP8Q7aDQ/TEBlj36BXYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/k8_BJIR9-p0/s1600/FOREST10.JPG&quot; onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494503212369141122&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F-LUP8Q7aDQ/TEBlj36BXYI/AAAAAAAAAB4/k8_BJIR9-p0/s400/FOREST10.JPG&quot; style=&quot;cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 398px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Guide them to a far distant land, which only the heart can see.&lt;br /&gt;
And there I shall paint a great portrait, of how things should be.&lt;br /&gt;
A place without futile violence, human insanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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