<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2025 07:46:06 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Me</category><category>America</category><category>Break ke baad</category><category>From the pages of my daily life</category><category>life</category><category>Current Affairs</category><category>mood</category><category>travel</category><category>blog</category><category>colors</category><category>woman</category><category>Inspirational</category><category>Movie Review</category><category>Sensation</category><category>Weekend gateways</category><category>games</category><category>updates</category><category>vacation</category><category>Art</category><category>College</category><category>Conservation</category><category>Digsby</category><category>Inspiration</category><category>Olympics</category><category>Rendevous</category><category>birthday</category><category>exams</category><category>festival</category><category>food</category><category>home</category><category>love</category><category>weddings</category><title>Something To Say</title><description></description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-6787321493068975040</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Aug 2011 20:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-07T00:43:18.319-04:00</atom:updated><title>The next phase !!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Hey guys. How are you all doing? Is anyone even visiting this page? Someone listening? I know I&#39;ve been so mean to my blogspace and its almost four whole months since I posted something. In fact, I came inbetween and tried to write a few words, but just couldnt get anything complete. No, its not work this time that took all my time from blogging. Something else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Something nice actually.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Something that really changed everything in my life altogether. Something to look forward to. Something that makes me move to the next phase of my life. So did u guys guess already? Yes? No? Read on !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;So we found out sometime in Feb.. We were happy and excited to see what we found... but I was not able to believe it for quiet some days until I really saw it happening. And that was when we went to my first trimester nuchal screening and saw that there is a tiny little being within me :) After all seeing is believing right? And that was the moment everything came sinking into me. What we were seeing was for real. What the doctor was telling me was indeed true. Oh yah!!! Im going to be a mommy!! How cool is that? It was such a joy to see my lil one floating up and down, moving its tiny arms and limbs. And the best part was to see and hear the baby&#39;s heartbeat. That was such a precious and priceless moment. You should have seen my hubby&#39;s reaction. He couldn&#39;t believe what he was seeing either. He was totally speechless. Words aren&#39;t enough to say how immensely happy we both were. And ever since, its been one roller coaster ride. Joy and excitement about the baby&#39;s arrival, fear and anxiety about becoming a parent soon along with all the mood swings the pregnancy hormones are causing, the food cravings, the nightmares and yah, the baby&#39;s rock and roll inside me :) Its definitely fun planning and preparing for the baby&#39;s arrival. And I&#39;ve almost crossed three fourth of my pregnancy. So I just have to hang on for few more months before I could hold our lil bundle of joy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;And it gives me immense pleasure in sharing this big news with all you guys. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Couldn&#39;t just wait for the baby&#39;s arrival and to experience the mommyhood and all the madness that brings !! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Picture Courtesy: &lt;a href=&quot;http://images.google.com/&quot;&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2011/08/next-phase.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWruRswUO91J2qII4uR77rt4YFWcv0ljzb2HtBMFC8EOWygcZnqZuv5neRzVIPuC74iReAo2WavsODffaHCm6dOR-nD9hYd7LRLhlOpX942v5OdVVxo57y49lD18AJyuqYpupHQx04gjD8/s72-c/magnolia+blossom.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-2222989588012839078</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2011 21:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-15T18:12:55.615-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From the pages of my daily life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">home</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>Food, Family and more !!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Sundays were and are pretty special to me. The one day I tend to spend my time mostly at home with my family. Everyone seem to be busy in their own world the rest of the week. But Sunday is our day, family day!! My sis and I usually woke up late on Sunday mornings. By the time we brush our teeth, mom would have prepared hot coffee for my sis and Masala tea for me. Mom&#39;s tea and the Hindu&#39;s Sunday Magazine. The perfect combination to start my Sunday with. And then there would be Mahabarath playing in DD and Arattai Arangam in Sun TV and a list of other TV programs following. My sis and I would be glued to the TV. By this time dad would have finished his morning walk(a couple of hours before, though) and read the Hindu from the frontpage to the sports column word by word. And mom would be ready with breakfast. Mostly it will be steaming hot Ven pongal, Vada and Sambar or poori masal. These two were the favorite Sunday breakfasts at my home. And the aroma of food would fill the house. And dad would rush to have a quick shower. And he would come back and try to make us have a shower too before we all had our breakfast. But his super lazy daughters wouldnt budge. He will finally give up shouting at us too. And then it was breakfast time. I love Sunday breakfasts. The only day when the whole family has breakfast (and the rest of the meals mostly) together. We&#39;ll all have some stories to share and it usually ends up in some fun filled conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;So I finally had my Sunday memories back and I&#39;m sure to create some more!!&lt;br /&gt;
After all, life is what you create.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Do you guys miss such things? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;What was the best family time of your childhood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;Share your stories. I&#39;m listening :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image Courtesy: &lt;a href=&quot;http://newyork.seriouseats.com/2009/06/saravanaas-nyc-indian-breakfast-food-saravana-bhavan-murray-hill-manhattan.html&quot;&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2011/03/food-family-and-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiQc_fKpBV2qiouwZTamxxBGNReiABJphDtdf6O8lap-mYRE_NcOeaDOdnUOR3QXHUgHFhC9B4nt6YZ8SnJKsRIjyeJHn8ctSBLTy7Pkii2RTnzd5R8b9dzV7FhBmKOEI9Lqgyng3FTb0j/s72-c/pongal.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>22</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-5068722044989123416</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 18:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-08T14:45:20.627-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Break ke baad</category><title>Back after a short break!! :)</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hey guys, How have you all been?? I can hear some of you saying &quot;Oh, so you are still alive!! ??&quot;. Yes, Yes!! I, very much, am. Been stuck with too much work last month. Pardon me for disappearing without any notice. Too much work pa!!! I was working on weekdays and weekends through. I was up and working even on some sundays till 11.30 PM. Seriously.. I cant believe I did that... But yeah, things are normal now and I am back too :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,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: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Gosh, I missed this space so much!!! I even sat down and tried to write a post, only to get distracted by the thoughts of the pending task and Action items at work. Glad that phase is over and last weekend was good. I dint have to work and it felt so good!!! Got to watch some movies, did some real cooking, called some friends back in India and spoke to them for hours together and skyped with my parents and in-laws and watched the missed episodes of Grey&#39;s Anatomy S7. So that really felt like a real weekend!!! Climate is becoming good too. Winter is almost over here and the sun has started to shine some more!! Kids started playing outdoors, Moms started taking their babies for a walk in the parks, long over coats and scarfs are seen no more, while skirts and caprice take control. Yay!! Spring is here (okay, almost)!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,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: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;These are some updates from me. So what is happening in the blogland?? What did u guys do last weekend?? Update me!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And yeah, Happy Women&#39;s day folks :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-after-short-break.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>18</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-6113693523089496489</guid><pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 16:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-28T11:24:00.249-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From the pages of my daily life</category><title>Calm after the storm!!</title><description>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We had a snow storm the day before yesterday. It started to snow lightly around 4 PM and became heavier as the day closed to the night. There were weather alerts everywhere and people were advised to be back home as soon as possible. B, my husband, called me around 4.30 PM to let me know that is he is leaving office. I was more than happy to know that the man will be home within 40 mins and thought we both could spend this beautiful white evening together. I wanted us to have a nice hot cup of tea and sit by the balcony windows and snow-gaze the whole evening. So I waited and waited and waited for the him to be back. It became 6 PM. And I waited for some more time. It was 7.30. I could wait no more and dialed his number. It went straight to the voice mail box. Probably his battery was dead. He had left his charger safely home. So I had to wait till he came back. The evening was already turning dark and was leaving way for night to settle in. And the snowfall became intense and the parking lot had already accumulated 3 inches of snow. The clock ticked 9. And B is still not back and that dint seem good to me. I couldn&#39;t reach him and it was around 5 hours since I last heard from him. I started to panic and called Archana to know if she is back home at least. She was on the roads for the past 6 hours and not even half-way through. Looked like the whole Northern Virginia working crowd started to  head back home from their workplaces at the same time, which caused a  huge traffic block in every highway possible. She told me the traffic was terrible. There were cars skidding in the snow glazed roads, accidents every 2 miles, some ran out of fuels and pulled over to the shoulder lanes, and she herself almost bumped twice into the car in front of her. Its seriously crazy to drive in snow. So it seemed like B was also held up in traffic. I cursed the mobile battery so much for dying out when we needed to converse badly. And I was prepared for B to get his share for leaving the charger at home. And then I made dinner and was catching up on some tv shows. It was 11.00 PM and I heard something that sounded like a thunder. I saw a bright blue-green light for a second and boooooommmmm. There was a power cut. So then I realized that we are actually facing the storm. And I looked out of my window and the snow was still pouring down heavily. Archana was still driving and B was definitely going to take more time to get back home. So I decided to hit bed. I heard someone banging my front door. And I checked my mobile and it was 12.47 AM. And opened the door to see poor B all tired and hungry. The man had been driving for more than 8 hours, for a drive which usually takes max 40 mins. We could have actually had a drive to New York and returned back by this time, on a normal day. Whatever it is, I was happy that he returned home safely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;The snow storm actually left us &#39;power&#39;less for the next whole day. No power, no internet, and of course no work. All the mobile batteries died off. And tell you what that was definitely a day with no disturbances or distractions whatsoever in any form. And that was good. We went down to enjoy the power outage. Had a good time throwing snow at each other, running around and falling down. Archana and I made this snowman. He is cute, ain&#39;t he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,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: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;I see these lovely white snow  flakes pouring down the sky as I write this post. I just cannot keep my  eyes off the window. Such a pretty scene it is. It feels so magical and it always reminds me of fairy tales when I see a snowfall. It is never too boring to see a snow fall right outside your window,  even if it is after a huge snow storm which kept you waiting for your loved one to be back!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2011/01/calm-after-storm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmOpVKR3d6fawOHDaYu7LHfht7begiNW9IY7PIneq1lySEfAG9QIDK_dquom3-et5E6pw-zjZQVY8hpQY4aFTzRwFXyr7vw3ds0TXeFZctNoHtXdLxNpioeJYHSexMG6ienUFAZDmaTKqo/s72-c/After+the+storm.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>20</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-4844916395407269353</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-17T15:11:05.038-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From the pages of my daily life</category><title>The Wrong Turn</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENNoOMxtNYxpdCdBzlKWAMpWvK9msw08Xp3R9jqY68sUvCALGWOP5XGY-WfmtBu6IQ9kzO9sGn-iYN18SOt4VOolQaFXZ6WuKhMEY_m1YxSJ3BY_4IGQfTnSinign_wm9qGYDzQAClQYF/s1600/5059212916_847a2c9399_z.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENNoOMxtNYxpdCdBzlKWAMpWvK9msw08Xp3R9jqY68sUvCALGWOP5XGY-WfmtBu6IQ9kzO9sGn-iYN18SOt4VOolQaFXZ6WuKhMEY_m1YxSJ3BY_4IGQfTnSinign_wm9qGYDzQAClQYF/s320/5059212916_847a2c9399_z.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Last week, thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; to be precise, I was getting ready for my Yoga class and was waiting for Archana (my friend &amp;amp; neighbor) to call me. We usually go together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She was a little late from work that day and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;it was already 7.25 PM by the time we started. Our class commences at 7.30 and it usually takes us 12 to 15 mins to reach the fitness club. I got a little worried that we were late for the class and started to drive in that mindset. And this made me miss the right turn that I had to take to the club. So I continued to drive and took the next right assuming this will join the road to the club. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Archana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;was already panicking as we entered that road and that got me to panic too. Let me tell you why. The road that we were driving on was in the middle of a huge graveyard. Turn anywhere and all we could see were graves and headstones. And the place was so dark and dull. Their were no streetlights and we couldn&#39;t spot a single living being on that road. Some graves had blinking LED lights on them and that was super creepy. So we took another turn from that road hoping to get off that place as quickly as possible, but in vain. We came back to the same road and that was more scary. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Archana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;started to blabber more in fear. She even said, &#39;&lt;i&gt;Should we turn back and see if someone&#39;s there in the backseat?&lt;/i&gt;&#39;. Guess what, I actually checked my rear view mirror, (by this time we joined back to the main road) and the lights from cars behind created an illusion as if someone just vanished off the back seat. Baahhhhh. That was one helluva ride and we were so relieved when we got rid of the spooky graves. And then we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;finally made it to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt; the yoga class by 7.45. Missed our warm ups by then. But still, it was totally worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Archana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;and I badly needed this session to calm ourselves down!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;That was a freaky Friday.. uhhmmm.. I mean Thursday !! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So...Have you guys taken any wrong turns?? Scary drives?? Got lost in the middle of nowhere?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Share your story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image Courtesy: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/pressplayphotography/&quot;&gt;pressplayphotography &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2011/01/wrong-turn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENNoOMxtNYxpdCdBzlKWAMpWvK9msw08Xp3R9jqY68sUvCALGWOP5XGY-WfmtBu6IQ9kzO9sGn-iYN18SOt4VOolQaFXZ6WuKhMEY_m1YxSJ3BY_4IGQfTnSinign_wm9qGYDzQAClQYF/s72-c/5059212916_847a2c9399_z.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>19</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-991286914657720717</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T16:17:10.954-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weddings</category><title>Happily ever after !!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Last month when I was in Tampa, I had been to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.psfk.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/The-Curtis-Hixon-Park-Tampas-Sparkling-New-Civic-Park-2.jpg&quot;&gt;Curtis Hixon&lt;/a&gt; park in Downtown on a Saturday evening with some friends. It was a nice park alongside the Hillsborough river with comfortable lounge chairs, picnic tables, neat pavements and well manicured greens. And the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.psfk.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/The-Curtis-Hixon-Park-Tampas-Sparkling-New-Civic-Park-4.jpg&quot;&gt;jumping fountain&lt;/a&gt; adds to the beauty of the park. A good place for a nice get together. Hold on. Now this post is not about the park. While we were in the park, we saw something else happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6JqWw5f1LTI39Y9oSYWIENQB1vC9f_nm8PnYkrZmitHIeuJvcH17kXKIYtcpGgFFb29t9gXy48MFEq2i0BQHrBnzEmebaxVZFTu0b4vXQQlWF4K9L6lo9idVrgdHHikbMEQ9ypAC707_P/s1600/wedding046-1-ddb17f.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6JqWw5f1LTI39Y9oSYWIENQB1vC9f_nm8PnYkrZmitHIeuJvcH17kXKIYtcpGgFFb29t9gXy48MFEq2i0BQHrBnzEmebaxVZFTu0b4vXQQlWF4K9L6lo9idVrgdHHikbMEQ9ypAC707_P/s320/wedding046-1-ddb17f.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A bunch of bridesmaids beautifully dressed in maroon gowns and their men in neat suits were happily walking in the park&#39;s pavement with a champagne glass in everyone&#39;s hand. And then came the pretty bride in her special white wedding dress with her fiance in his crisp black suit. We waved at the couple and they waved happily back at us. Ahhh. They both were so perfect and the whole wedding party seemed very cool and casual, it suddenly created a festive mood there. They were heading towards the amphitheater near the park (where the actual wedding took place). And in less than 15 minutes they were heading back to where they came from. There was a nice black limo waiting for the newly wedded couple. And the couple rushed into the limo while the rest of the party waved and cheered them and then they were gone happily. This wedding that just happened before us was one of a kind for me and everything was over in less than thirty minutes. And there were only the wedding couple, the bridesmaids and their men. That is it. A total of 14 people and a photographer. Aint that cool ?? !! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Saves so much time and confusion preparing the list of guests, invitation, venue, food, this, that, foo, fah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Have you witnessed any such cool or &#39;out-of-the-ordinary&#39; weddings ??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Would love to hear about it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Image Courtesy: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.psfk.com/&quot;&gt;ParkImages&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jayreillyweddings.com/&quot;&gt;WeddingCouple &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2011/01/happily-ever-after.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6JqWw5f1LTI39Y9oSYWIENQB1vC9f_nm8PnYkrZmitHIeuJvcH17kXKIYtcpGgFFb29t9gXy48MFEq2i0BQHrBnzEmebaxVZFTu0b4vXQQlWF4K9L6lo9idVrgdHHikbMEQ9ypAC707_P/s72-c/wedding046-1-ddb17f.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-648411255494105254</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2011 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-07T11:41:11.934-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mood</category><title>ufffohhhh!!!!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhohUHvZfcDweoIm1Ws8ZSVUvtdqD2KvHBTY-WZOcotVsAAgZi0kCbuU2sjICuEk8shLItxSFWbCVsfGEj4bFQHa9FLZk1hMZNAyK_YYiDJQ5WieKRIoG3ViBVLrmx3SV3xy3K0bpRAquP4/s1600/Stress.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhohUHvZfcDweoIm1Ws8ZSVUvtdqD2KvHBTY-WZOcotVsAAgZi0kCbuU2sjICuEk8shLItxSFWbCVsfGEj4bFQHa9FLZk1hMZNAyK_YYiDJQ5WieKRIoG3ViBVLrmx3SV3xy3K0bpRAquP4/s320/Stress.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Have you ever wondered how time flies these days?? It seemed like the week just started and look the weekend is here so quick. Why is that?? We are so packed the whole week that we don&#39;t realize the days moving by. There are also those days where we wish we just skip the new few days and fast forward to move on. This happens when we encounter things which we don&#39;t want to handle. There are some other days when we are just stuck with something without a solution. We are already stuck with the situation and now we cant escape without a solution but we wont know how to respond to things. This they call &#39;STRESS&#39;. I have encountered this &#39;n&#39; number of times in my life. For instance, when it is just few hours to enter the exam hall and I have one whole unit to study, a very strict deadline at work and stuff like this. Sometime when I am stressed out I mess up things in a relationship (be it with parents or friends or spouse). Not that I&#39;m stressed out now. It was just a random thought that came up with and I wanted to discuss it with you guys. Different people handle stress differently. In there own ways.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Stress doesn&#39;t get better by itself. We&#39;ll have to find a way to get out of it. I generally take a time out when it is related to work. And playing &#39;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.iphonestalk.com/images/bejewelled2.jpg&quot;&gt;bejeweled&lt;/a&gt;&#39; always relaxes me and calms me down. And then I come back fresh to solve my issues. Sometimes some music i love to hear anytime will do the trick. Sometimes I just dont think of the time line in front of me and take my time to think of a solution and it works like a charm. When I come out of it, I try not to get myself stuck at the situation again, by planning things better and ahead of time. Not that I&#39;m perfect at it the next time, but it does really help.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So I wanted to know how do you guys handle stress, if at all you are stressed out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;So talk to me. What works best for you ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Hope you all had a great time this Christmas. I surely did. We had been to North Carolina, visiting some friends and had a really great time. I thought there was something missing this Christmas. But no, I was wrong. It was there on time. You guessed it right. I&#39;m talking about SNOW. Last year it was snowing heavily right before Christmas and this year there were no signs of snow until last week. But it was snowing exactly on Christmas eve. Its always lovely to wake up one fine morning and see that the whole place is turned white. Such a pretty and priceless sight it is. I generally don&#39;t like to hang out much when there is snow outside. But love to sit at home, warm and cozy, and watch the snowfall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Snow, friends, movies and lotsa good food :) It was a  perfect weekend. I really wanted this break badly, December was such a  crazy month for me at work!!! Now I&#39;m all geared up for the project launch&amp;nbsp; we are having tonight. Fingers crossed !!! Wish me luck guys :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/12/weekend-round-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzvAd6SZtePtw2f8rr-31ehjONcXUAc1rZ0C7p2URaqkUUUPTpOl7pEDzGeU3orZeILdzG-nyjDxIR1lXMOTdkAeqoOMyYMuETwQz-Mpu_RjkDJ6-WaoHm0Eluf3x5tOfKJeV9YdUiQsF/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-6973380215714924562</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T14:13:52.240-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Break ke baad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>Hello There !!!</title><description>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Folks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,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: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Am back again... Yeah, I know that I do this often... Suddenly go missing and one fine day come back with an &quot;I am back&quot; post. But yeah I love coming back. Been busy with a lot of things again which kept me off from blogging. New job, new city, new room mates (Yeah, I had to leave my hubby and relocate for this job. But will move back soon :) ) I missed this space so much. And I missed following up on my fellow bloggers&#39; posts. Im trying to read up all the missed ones. So yah. Back to me and my updates. Im now in the &#39;lightening capital of North America&#39;. Yup. Tampa, Florida it is. The climate here reminds me so much of India. Perfect weather. Hot and humid most part of the year. I miss my husband so badly though. But that is also compensated by something else - Living on my own. Yeah. I wanted to do this for a long time. I wanted to live alone for sometime. Just to see how it feels to be independent.&amp;nbsp; Its good. Im liking it. I cook my food. Do all grocery shopping by myself. Take care of all my bills. Have girls&#39; night out whenever we (My roomies+I) feel like. Life is fun. Life is good. Hope life moves smoothly like this forever. Touchwood !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;So what are you guys upto these days? Hoz it going?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Update me !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total><georss:featurename>Tampa, FL, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>27.949436 -82.4651441</georss:point><georss:box>27.6461555 -82.932063100000008 28.2527165 -81.9982251</georss:box></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-1820053889289083774</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 14:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-10T11:11:02.355-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>Aal izz Well :)</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMa-CAtNPc78SMAGxVpM0wjsTcY7I77GckODpo8SgoDC4s5jKWfx6JRu_t6HD3BIBfkazQszZikZOagtZtJ0XG-8EC-hl38JyX64Sv3qw2wac-UefZrbjawvV331YAKpyikt0_rmidtRz/s1600/all+is+well.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMa-CAtNPc78SMAGxVpM0wjsTcY7I77GckODpo8SgoDC4s5jKWfx6JRu_t6HD3BIBfkazQszZikZOagtZtJ0XG-8EC-hl38JyX64Sv3qw2wac-UefZrbjawvV331YAKpyikt0_rmidtRz/s320/all+is+well.jpg&quot; width=&quot;212&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Well well well... I know I&#39;ve forgotten my space for quite sometime now. Been busy with a lot of stuff and hence totally ignored my blogspace.&amp;nbsp;Though I did not blog much these days, I did enjoy reading my fellow bloggers&#39; posts.&amp;nbsp;But now am back and it feels really good :) I hope everyone is doing as good as I am (or even better :)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Its been nine whole months since I moved to the US and I cant believe how quickly and smoothly these nine months went off. Time really flies. It has always been like this since college. Those four years in college, then those couple of years at work, and these nine months of marriage.&amp;nbsp;Everything seems like a dream. But I think this was not the case when I was a kid. Things were real slow and I liked it that way. May be not then, but now I really do. And it always puts a smile on my face to think of all the petty things I did as a kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;How I used to hate to go to my Hindi classes. After every exam, I used to say to myself, &quot;Thats it. I&#39;m done with this and not taking up the next level&quot;. But due to my mom&#39;s&amp;nbsp;insistence&amp;nbsp;I took up three levels and after that she was tired of convincing me. I never hated my dance and music classes though.&amp;nbsp;In fact&amp;nbsp;I&#39;ll be waiting for school to close for the day so that I can run to my dance and music classes. And the drawing competitions that we used to go, not for winning any major prize, but just to have fun. All the kids from the neighborhood will be ready with their painting kits and we&#39;ll all walk to the venue, find our halls, collect our drawing sheets, develop our own ideas based on the given theme, try to draw them as we envisioned, but it would have ended up totally different and then laugh our souls out after seeing each others outcome and wait for the results to be&amp;nbsp;announced that evening hoping one of us would at least get a consolation prize.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Ahh and I loved those occasional trips to T Nagar when I was a kid. We were staying in Adyar and we used to go to T Nagar, Anna Nagar or Mylapore for the birthday shopping, Diwali shopping, pongal shopping and jus-like-that shopping. My dad had a scooter back then which cannot&amp;nbsp;accommodate&amp;nbsp;the four of us. So we used to take the bus. Sometimes we had to wait for hours to get into a bus because my sister and I&amp;nbsp;wouldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;get into a bus that is crowded. We sometimes will let go four or five buses and wait for the less crowded bus. Once my dad was tired of waiting and ended up taking an Auto-Rickshaw. This happened a few times and then on my sister and I would pray that every bus that passed by should be fully packed so that we can enjoy the luxury of travelling in an Auto-Rickshaw. And only on occasions like this we used to eat out and &amp;nbsp;the other days we never ever bugged our parents to take us to restaurants. We were not exposed much and hence were happy with what we had. Parents always decided the goods and the bads for us and hence we had healthy/safe/worry-less&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;living. Gone were those days. Given a chance I would definitely go back to my childhood days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m sure you will to, Won&#39;t you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;As we grow up, we tend to see new things, experiment new ideas, set up new goals, change them every now and then, and eventually become too busy to realize the value and presence of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Hai ki nahi??**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;So how is it going for you? Busy as usual?? Aal izz well ??!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;**Hai ki nahi?? - Yes or no??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/09/aal-izz-well.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMa-CAtNPc78SMAGxVpM0wjsTcY7I77GckODpo8SgoDC4s5jKWfx6JRu_t6HD3BIBfkazQszZikZOagtZtJ0XG-8EC-hl38JyX64Sv3qw2wac-UefZrbjawvV331YAKpyikt0_rmidtRz/s72-c/all+is+well.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-5884683357594219408</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2010 13:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-26T12:30:12.890-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From the pages of my daily life</category><title>Meeting V...</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Its been a while since I caught up with my friends from college. So we decided to meet this weekend for lunch and then a movie. As usual it was so much fun and loads of catch-up stories to hear from everyone. It was definitely a good break for all of us from our hectic work life. And we were happy that we finally made this happen. So much for a get-together, I can hear you say. Definitely. Nobody has time to even run their own life, so its definitely a big deal to fix a common time and venue. Some of us had to even travel from other states. But it was all worth it. So after lunch we headed to Satyam Cinemas.(For my non-chennai, non-Indian readers, Satyam Cinemas is the best cinema theatre in Chennai, the city I grew up back in India).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;So after spending almost a day together, we all kissed good bye to each other and parted in our own ways and I walked down the street to the nearby bus stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;As I was walking I saw someone waving at me with a nice bright smile. And I quickly recognized the face and waved back immediately. That was V, my old school friend. Its been ages since I met her. We&#39;ve been in touch through Facebook and chat. But that&#39;s it. Dint meet her even once after we finished high school. So it was nice to see her in after all these years. &amp;nbsp;She was still the same V whom I remembered from school. No big change. She was as beautiful and glowing as ever. Nobody can tell that she was married. I learnt from FB that she was back into modelling again and saw her pictures from couple of her shows. She looked like a pro. &#39;Hey look that&#39;s my old school friend&#39;, I used to proudly tell my husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Coming back to V. Both of us were equally surprised and had a quick chat about our whereabouts and she offered to drop me back home. So we went back to her car in a parking lot nearby where her dad and sister were waiting for her. V&#39;s little sis has grown up to be a very charming young girl and it was good to see her too. V was staying in her parents&#39; place as her husband was on a business trip, I came to know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;And we continued our chat after getting into the car. &#39;V, I recently saw your fashion show pictures on FB and you looked super hot and stunning. Good that you are back modelling&#39;, I told her. Her father gave me a very suspicious look and turned to V and asked her angrily, &#39;Whats going on V. What is it that I am hearing?&#39;. V&#39;s sister already had her hands on her forehead after hearing what I said and V was having this &#39;God save me&#39; look. Then V&#39;s sister whispered to me that their dad still dint that she was into modelling again. And then I remembered that V initially quit modelling coz her dad dint like her doing it. But now after her marriage, with her husband&#39;s consent she started modelling again. I was totally sorry for what I just uttered and V gave me this &#39;I&#39;ll handle him&#39; look. Then she told him something in her mother tongue and he calmed down. There was total silence in the car for ten more minutes and there came my house and I was more than happy to jump out of the car. V came out with me and I apologized for what I did. But V thanked me, coz she anyways wanted to tell this to her dad. I was relieved now. Then I asked her what she told to convince him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Before she began to reply, I heard someone opening the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;That was my bedroom door here in the US. My husband was getting ready for work and had just flung it open to rush to the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/08/meeting-v.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-1504263972947594634</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-23T15:00:25.168-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>No post in July... Ooops.. Here it is !! :)</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt5Yob8CibHKA66QEpdcFASlFSoNnbg7XPEv-DEblY9NfDBTIoOo-HqtXGdqs_HcZdFy5e6m8cLCz1X3UMUlgmUWcqSPN164k6c7MLOFoV-MFEjThLMbIf9nhv6rgrDXCnMqPqwWR8d7H0/s1600/july.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt5Yob8CibHKA66QEpdcFASlFSoNnbg7XPEv-DEblY9NfDBTIoOo-HqtXGdqs_HcZdFy5e6m8cLCz1X3UMUlgmUWcqSPN164k6c7MLOFoV-MFEjThLMbIf9nhv6rgrDXCnMqPqwWR8d7H0/s200/july.jpg&quot; width=&quot;191&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Yah yah... I&#39;ve become all too lazy and certainly no inspiration to blog these days. But then I was just looking at my page and suddenly realized that there were no posts for the month of July. Omigosh !!! How can I let that happen. For July is my most favorite month of the year. I can hear you asking me why. It goes like this. I joined highschool (my dear VV) in the month of July. &amp;nbsp;One of the best schools I&#39;ve ever attended. Perfect location for a school (in the midst of a calm and dense forest), lovely teachers, great friends and perfect school timing (7.50 AM to 2.10 PM). I&#39;ve always enjoyed that 15 min bicycle ride to and from school, with a little chit chat with&amp;nbsp;friends. So thats that. And then I entered college in July and there was no looking back. I have had the most wonderful time of my life there. And it so happened that I joined work, my first job,&amp;nbsp;in July. Met some really lovely people there. Fell in love with technology for the first time of my life. No kidding here !!! Then,&amp;nbsp;I met my guy in July :) Hoz that !! And of course I am July born. So does that tell you why I love this month so much ???!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;So is there a favorite month for you ?? And why ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-post-in-july-ooops-here-it-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt5Yob8CibHKA66QEpdcFASlFSoNnbg7XPEv-DEblY9NfDBTIoOo-HqtXGdqs_HcZdFy5e6m8cLCz1X3UMUlgmUWcqSPN164k6c7MLOFoV-MFEjThLMbIf9nhv6rgrDXCnMqPqwWR8d7H0/s72-c/july.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-2959482020755134053</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 15:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-21T11:55:55.176-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movie Review</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Weekend gateways</category><title>It was a lovely Weekend!!!</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;It was the most awaited weekend I should say. A very dear friend and her husband visited and spent this weekend with us. We have been planning to meet for a long time, but either of us would be busy and hence end up postponing the trip. But finally, it was destined to meet each other this week. So they decided to work from home on friday and landed here on thursday night. So my weekend actually started then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;So how was the weekend for you guys??&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-was-lovely-weekend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP6RF9Ch2JcusPfDJTDNKjdjV2_Tw8j-KZohACUSYY12PMkkddGrlTr8apo-JfFgeiX8mrYX3QO3RTwlwe8xImDIRw5ZLb4eq7aRcQu9gnFU2Vn_-SaCPtvByB1HAM4fchbnPXv0F5Z0Dh/s72-c/raavanan%E2%80%8C.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-3922130174509832683</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2010 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-10T14:53:32.775-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Current Affairs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">games</category><title>Its Soccer time baby !!!</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;FIFA world championship tournament is nearing and I am super excited. The previous world cup tournament in 2006, I clearly remember, I was in Pollachi. I had just passed out of college and joined work. We were given a fast track training for 20 days in Pollachi Mahalingam Engineering College. I had made new friends and had new room mates and everything seemed so fresh and lovely. FIFA world cup was on that time and we weren&#39;t suppose to watch TV after 9.00 PM. So we all signed a letter to our hostel warden and asked her to permit us to watch atleast the finals. And she couldn&#39;t say no :) And we all gathered in that TV hall to see the finals between Italy and France. Man, that was one fantastic game I should say. I&amp;nbsp;wasn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;a football fanatic, really. But I became one after watching this game. The penalty shootout which declared the winning team was one nail-biting moment of that final game. So this year I have decided to follow the tournament right from the first match. And yesterday my friend sent me this amazing world cup calender and I really wanted to share with you guys. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.marca.com/deporte/futbol/mundial/sudafrica-2010/calendario-english.html&quot;&gt;Check this out&lt;/a&gt; and keep track of your matches. My most favorite teams are Italy, France and Germany.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigKebzqePPf_Fq1Y6CF6M3mKbdHW0DGYasY7Bbtvyx6nwGbfB6rdVJUZcqA26Xj-KRwCAsvPQnZKfn6Pm2WQNjnpRbWWHe4Ud3R-59BxWW7gcAXDQR9UbxxthX46j2TfDQxGejnQdpb1tT/s1600/Picture+006.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigKebzqePPf_Fq1Y6CF6M3mKbdHW0DGYasY7Bbtvyx6nwGbfB6rdVJUZcqA26Xj-KRwCAsvPQnZKfn6Pm2WQNjnpRbWWHe4Ud3R-59BxWW7gcAXDQR9UbxxthX46j2TfDQxGejnQdpb1tT/s320/Picture+006.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;The first weekend we went went to the historic Colonial Willamsburg and Virgina beach. Colonial Williamsburg has buildings dating from the 1700s. It is an interpretation of the Colonial American era and has exhibits of both authentic and renovated colonial houses, restaurants, workshops, postal office, grocery stores, tailoring shops and more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;So what are you guys upto?? Whats happening out there in the blogosphere??&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-from-my-hibernation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigKebzqePPf_Fq1Y6CF6M3mKbdHW0DGYasY7Bbtvyx6nwGbfB6rdVJUZcqA26Xj-KRwCAsvPQnZKfn6Pm2WQNjnpRbWWHe4Ud3R-59BxWW7gcAXDQR9UbxxthX46j2TfDQxGejnQdpb1tT/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-7718615479219762956</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2010 20:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T14:15:08.753-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Break ke baad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">From the pages of my daily life</category><title>The House hunt !!!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-vV6Vlq-sDwMK5OTh4etyyDZTaBlMMn-yI_V6ApzRL8-2QuVGPooMTuctSy8UC_KSnAcO9SwlPPm4esa0lWhc4OXHJBhK6dif4kGCR4hP2b-OfHPwR7R2E1MFoAcuGVBi8KQz6RyqJZA/s1600/house-hunting.gif&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;215&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-vV6Vlq-sDwMK5OTh4etyyDZTaBlMMn-yI_V6ApzRL8-2QuVGPooMTuctSy8UC_KSnAcO9SwlPPm4esa0lWhc4OXHJBhK6dif4kGCR4hP2b-OfHPwR7R2E1MFoAcuGVBi8KQz6RyqJZA/s320/house-hunting.gif&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Ufff... The whole week was quiet hectic for me. Ask me why. We received a mail from our apartment management reminding us that our apartment lease is ending in a couple of months and we had to decide on either extending the lease or vacating the apartment. And that if we choose to vacate we&#39;ll have to give them a 60 day notice so that they&#39;ll start advertising for the apartment and other stuff. And it looked like our rents are increased if we choose to extend. And we had only four days left before we finally decide on this. So we thought we&#39;ll look for options outside. And the house hunting job fell on me. So the first thing I do, after packing B (my hubby) to work, is to log into all the apartment rental sites and start my search. I had to keep in mind the rent, the reviews about the community, the&amp;nbsp;amenities&amp;nbsp;that are available, easy access to all transits, this, that, foo, faa.... And finally listed down some apartments that we thought will be comfortable for us. And I started taking apartment tours on each of them.&amp;nbsp;Some days&amp;nbsp;I had to check out more that three apartments, come back home note down the things like rent, available facilities, hidden charges etc., in an excel sheet and discuss it with B at the end of the day. After all this, we somehow weren&#39;t satisfied with the&amp;nbsp;apartments&amp;nbsp;that I checked. And the D-Day came. Today we had to tell the management about our decision. It was definitely tough to move out of an apartment that we enjoyed staying so long. We had everything we needed. It was a wonderful community. We had nothing to complain about so far. Right from library to grocery to shopping malls, everything is at walkable distance. Moreover I had developed an intimate bond with my desi neighbor. And so we finally decided to extend the lease in our same apartment, even though we had to compromise on the hiked rent. So I went down to the leasing office to tell our decision. Before that we wanted to ask if there are any other apartments that is currently vacant for us to move in. And it so happened that, there was one vacant on the same building but a few floor high above. And the best part is, it comes with more space and less rent. Hoz that :) I was like yaayyyyy !!! And yes, we obviously opted to move into that apartment. After all this house hunting we ended up moving into an apartment in the very same building. But I totally have nothing to regret. This whole house search was a new experience for me and definitely worth it. I got to know what exactly property mangers do every other day and understood the whole rent&amp;nbsp;manipulation&amp;nbsp;that is being done when an apartment is vacant. Baaahhhh. Whatever, we finally found a house and we definitely like it :)&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/house-hunt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV-vV6Vlq-sDwMK5OTh4etyyDZTaBlMMn-yI_V6ApzRL8-2QuVGPooMTuctSy8UC_KSnAcO9SwlPPm4esa0lWhc4OXHJBhK6dif4kGCR4hP2b-OfHPwR7R2E1MFoAcuGVBi8KQz6RyqJZA/s72-c/house-hunting.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-1912125997355079799</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2010 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-22T10:28:41.465-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Current Affairs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">woman</category><title>Women&#39;s dignity really saved by a Burqua Ban?</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6E5mmaZBus6qmqTsZ6wde8c1K2OLi501iPfn6BfNxxDjbPRC2dQSMwEeIAedhiBYSDHFJLz6O7p-61DUQDqoWjrIGw364mTH9YobDEU8tiIFi6QIeTuVcbErcZ03FKFxUzSs_660cdus/s1600/Burqua.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;209&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6E5mmaZBus6qmqTsZ6wde8c1K2OLi501iPfn6BfNxxDjbPRC2dQSMwEeIAedhiBYSDHFJLz6O7p-61DUQDqoWjrIGw364mTH9YobDEU8tiIFi6QIeTuVcbErcZ03FKFxUzSs_660cdus/s320/Burqua.JPG&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;I hope most of you must have known about the Burqua ban in Belgium. Belgium claims to be the first European country to enforce this ban to wear over face coverings in public places, with exceptions like motorcyclists. The main intention is to target Muslim women who wear this traditional garb. The committee says that they cannot allow someone to claim the right to see others without being seen, and that wearing Burqua doesn&#39;t seem compatible with an open, liberal, tolerant society. Similar measures are taken in France also. The French president boasts that wearing Burqua is contradicting to the dignity of Women. And he says the only answer to this is to ban it. But statistics show that there are over 5,00,000 muslim women living in Belgium. But not all of them wear Burquas. Some really choose to wear it in order to express their religious faith. A month ago when France was seriously debating on this issue, there were so many blogs and articles popping up on this concern. I found that so many comments from Muslim women. They really wear the Burqua or the Hijab, only because they choose to wear it. Nobody forces them to do so. At least here in the west, nobody does, they say. I really don&#39;t get the point of&amp;nbsp;guarding&amp;nbsp;the dignity of women by banning the Burqua. I don&#39;t even see security issues here. When Muslim women go for a security check they very well co-operate and reveal their identity. So where is this getting to? When women don&#39;t get to choose what they wear, where is the whole idea of freedom and liberalism? And for heaven&#39;s sake, seven days jail for wearing a burqua?? God save this world !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 13px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fotopedia.com/items/flickr-152401574&quot;&gt;Image Courtesy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/womens-dignity-really-saved-by-burqua.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6E5mmaZBus6qmqTsZ6wde8c1K2OLi501iPfn6BfNxxDjbPRC2dQSMwEeIAedhiBYSDHFJLz6O7p-61DUQDqoWjrIGw364mTH9YobDEU8tiIFi6QIeTuVcbErcZ03FKFxUzSs_660cdus/s72-c/Burqua.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-273943719071895854</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Apr 2010 01:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T14:15:29.866-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Break ke baad</category><title>Here I come...Zoooommmmmm!!!</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Driving in the US was so easy when compared to India. No auto-rickshaws, no bicyclists and there are lanes everywhere and people stick to the rules and speed limits. So literally there is no need to panic while driving. Only thing was the &#39;Keep-right&#39; rule that we had to follow here unlike India, where we keep left. But that wasn&#39;t so bad too. I took a couple of drives with my hubby and that was it. I was comfortable driving here.&amp;nbsp;Today I had to take my road test to get my driving license. We planned to start early from home so that we can be in line soon and take the test soon. And we started as planned.&amp;nbsp;And we went to the DMV office on time.&amp;nbsp;I was so confident about the test. &amp;nbsp;They called me to verify my documents. I had everything pucca except my car&#39;s&amp;nbsp;registration&amp;nbsp;document. We had to carry the originals but we just had a photocopy. They said they will not accept the photocopy. We had another friend taking his road test with me. But he too dint have proper documents.&amp;nbsp;Thats it. The whole thing got messed up. Then we called up another friend and he brought his car and documents and then we were ready. We took the road test and woah. It was so easy. I mean it just went really well. Yay!!! I passed the test :) Now I can take our car and go for a drive whenever I feel like. Wow. It feels so good. &amp;nbsp;Feels as if I have achieved something great!!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;I really don&#39;t know why I am blogging about it.. Nothing really great. But just wanted to let you guys know that I passed the test :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Here I come America!!! Zoommmmmmmmmmmmmm!!! &amp;nbsp;:) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-i-comezoooommmmmm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-5085515982630759553</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2010 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-16T19:53:35.507-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><title>The Absent Minded Me !!!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWmSq5wtAbyicReSfr_lFIzOEL6jlK4kvR0On6eHdvXWvOPeX_7WLLrEGCj__U-w1Y8BTGL2UtILGevYme2HCSW-0zqAEvu0FQxAgpNdYMnUW41wVYElpmXUVWd_MZHqND4Ayd7u5x2_1o/s1600/Absentminded.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWmSq5wtAbyicReSfr_lFIzOEL6jlK4kvR0On6eHdvXWvOPeX_7WLLrEGCj__U-w1Y8BTGL2UtILGevYme2HCSW-0zqAEvu0FQxAgpNdYMnUW41wVYElpmXUVWd_MZHqND4Ayd7u5x2_1o/s320/Absentminded.JPG&quot; width=&quot;213&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Yeah!!! My post title says it all. Of late Im being really absent minded.&amp;nbsp;Not that I used to remember things really well before. Duh. I forgot how my cups of water I had poured, seconds ago, while cooking rice yesterday. Today morning I was discussing with my hubby about the chores that I had to do and the bills that I had to pay. We ended up with four tasks. Till now I remember only three of them and still thinking of the fourth one. I know that I will remember it sooner or later, but it is really frustrating at that moment. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I used to keep some really important document in a &#39;so-called&#39; safe place. But when I need it on an emergency, I have to struggle for a minimum of 15 to 20 minutes before I actually find it. I easily get distracted when Im on a call with someone, that I sometimes forget things which I actually wanted to convey. Sometimes we tend to let things slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Now that I really have the time to do something about it, I did a little study on the internet about what is really causing this absent mindedness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dr. George Grossberg, director of geriatric&amp;nbsp;psychiatry&amp;nbsp;of St.Louis University school of Medicine, says that the temporary &quot;tip of the tongue&quot; forgetfulness is the change that usually happens as we age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;But Im not even 25!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes people become forgetful because they are on a sensory overload.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Really?? Sensory overload. Huh ???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some say distraction and preoccupation is one main cause of being forgetful.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;Wait. Playing this &#39;Cafe World&#39; application in FB counts for distraction or pre-occupation??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;There were much more causes like poor friend circle and even cultural change. Whatever it is, I am going to get over this negativity by following some simple remedies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Make a note of everything, to do in a post-it note. However small or less important it may be, things which has to be done should be done anyways right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Do not&amp;nbsp;procrastinate things which you can do right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Exercise your body, says Dr.Grossberg, for it increases the &#39;feel good&#39;&amp;nbsp;endorphins and improves our mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Exercise your mind. Okay so I guess I should take up some new activity to give my brain some work. How about revisiting the little German lessons that I took ?? Sounds good right :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Am sure absent mindedness is pretty common in most of us. Actually nothing to worry. But we can avoid the momentary&amp;nbsp;frustrations if we come over this negativity.&amp;nbsp;If there is a way that you follow to remember things, please do share :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Have a great day all of You!!!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #551a8b; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Image-courtesy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/absent-minded-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWmSq5wtAbyicReSfr_lFIzOEL6jlK4kvR0On6eHdvXWvOPeX_7WLLrEGCj__U-w1Y8BTGL2UtILGevYme2HCSW-0zqAEvu0FQxAgpNdYMnUW41wVYElpmXUVWd_MZHqND4Ayd7u5x2_1o/s72-c/Absentminded.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-1748842656415977285</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 16:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-09T12:27:48.780-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mood</category><title>Sometimes</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Sometimes we have to experience things which we would never thought will happen. Sometimes everything that we see looks weird. Sometimes everyone will be around and still we feel lonely. Sometimes things we were longing for will be just next to us but still not reachable. Sometimes opportunities knocks us at the wrong time.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes in life we end up with a situation where we have to decide certain things right there without further delay. Sometimes we are forced to take up certain decisions which we dont like to take, but have to take because of the roles and responsibilities that we hold and because we need some stability in life.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes all those good buddies in life will be totally unavailable when we really need them.&amp;nbsp;Sometimes things we were promised of never happened. Sometimes the world out there will be bustling with activities but we will be standing still. Sometimes we have so many things lined up to be done, but something that ruined our sleep that night will hold us from all those chores. Sometimes we are afraid of taking the next step ahead. Sometimes we feel like slapping that person right across their face for the not-so-sensible sentence that they uttered when we badly needed some words of wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Be Calm. This too shall pass.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-1292645977683225718</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 06:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-08T11:49:44.605-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Digsby</category><title>Digsby - collected confusion???</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Already gtalk, Y!, IM, orkut, facebook, twitter have made our networking really easy but all the more complex. Now someone somewhere has come out with something new. How about all these networking sites and IM and emails together? How about all updates and pop ups in one screen? That&#39;s Digsby for you. IM + Email + Social Networks in one application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;It might be fun or might not be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;It might be useful or might not be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;It might save us from opening umpty number of browser tabs or it might end up making things all the more complex.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;It might be cool to use to all the networking sites from our desktop or it might get even messier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Instead of just thinking about what and what not Digsby can do, dont you think its high time we start using it. But, we have to go through the process of getting used to a new application all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Will it really save our time ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Check out and share your opinion about this application.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://go.digsby.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.digsby.com/affiliate/banners/smallbanner2-468x60.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/digsby-collected-confusion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-8410241669253093297</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 04:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-08T10:11:18.128-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Conservation</category><title>No Bath On Sundays</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;I was Facebooking this morning and I saw&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nobathonsundays.com/&quot;&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; posted by my friend. It sounded funny, and so I checked the page and the website was uber cool. The whole idea behind this is to encourage people to save energy in whatever minimal way they could. So they have taken this simple example of saving water and the whole math behind saving thousands of liters of water by not having bath on one day of the week is explained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Isn&#39;t this cool ??? I mean, not taking bath on a Sunday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;I guess I&#39;m already saving more than I could !!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;So why don&#39;t you guys take up the pledge with me. We can all save tons of water !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-bath-on-sundays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-3989626956792447788</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 04:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-09T14:16:02.528-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Break ke baad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Current Affairs</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">games</category><title>Scrabble - Rules Changed !!!</title><description>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUXpV0aUdW5mt76rEyZ4CyTPcMI53d_SFmglLCRbQycr5M2kO8F7dQ0yHif1W301nWlFMM42u6TIRtVGZu3UoN3387zNN2lnGGnB5DleNhed6WoHH6zv9xk72GN4SsLsdfCYnNBqHxFD9/s1600-h/scrabble1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;266&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUXpV0aUdW5mt76rEyZ4CyTPcMI53d_SFmglLCRbQycr5M2kO8F7dQ0yHif1W301nWlFMM42u6TIRtVGZu3UoN3387zNN2lnGGnB5DleNhed6WoHH6zv9xk72GN4SsLsdfCYnNBqHxFD9/s400/scrabble1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;The rules of the world famous word game, SCRABBLE, has been changed for the first time in 62 years, since it was invented and trademarked in 1948. Originally the use of proper nouns was banned in the game. But now, Mattel, the company which owns the distribution rights of SCRABBLE has announced plans to make a few changes to the rules of the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;The players will now be allowed to use names of celebrities, places and companies. The company believes that the existing players will enjoy this new twist in the game and enable young fans and families to get involved. However, the company will continue to sell the boards with original rules, for players who wish to continue with the old game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;This rule change is definitely going to be fun. I may know a place called &quot;Eachempatti&quot;, a remote town in India, which may sound totally&amp;nbsp;bizarre&amp;nbsp;to my opponent. Or my opponent might try some popular Japanese celebrity&#39;s name which I would never have even heard in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin: 0in;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&#39;Times New Roman&#39;,serif;&quot;&gt;Whatever it is. Change is good. Always!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/scrabble-rules-changed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUXpV0aUdW5mt76rEyZ4CyTPcMI53d_SFmglLCRbQycr5M2kO8F7dQ0yHif1W301nWlFMM42u6TIRtVGZu3UoN3387zNN2lnGGnB5DleNhed6WoHH6zv9xk72GN4SsLsdfCYnNBqHxFD9/s72-c/scrabble1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-4031009130587966303</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 09:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-05T15:28:48.772-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">colors</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">festival</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><title>Cherry Blossom Festival 2010 !!!</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;The National Cherry blossom festival, here in Washington D.C, was the talk of the town for the past few days and it was finally here last week. Cherry blossom festival showcases the beauty of the 3000 cherry trees that were gifted to the United states from Japan in 1912. The trees are spread across the tidal basin and the view is breathtaking. Millions of tourists from across the country and the world come to enjoy this natural beauty of the capital every year. In spite of the crowd and the parking difficulties, we managed to spend enough time watching the blooms. It was definitely worth it.&amp;nbsp;Just a little stroll across the basin watching the pretty pink and white blooms was just so relaxing and wonderful. Here are few snaps from my bloom watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://the-gud-blue-sky.blogspot.com/2010/04/cherry-blossom-festival-2010.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sukanya)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9XinA86S4xVBJrVVvMxq9KDq4B0-2AI0wnAckJaZHqMqBb3RknvvMhY3bTxrrISt2qeW7NOGM85XawBGvbWLtVD83VYfoCcGXjBUn91d6wpRYOTd6uNMQE6S2NCa-O83uspUoTFw5ko7/s72-c/01.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8554992922255822980.post-2517901211994175498</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 08:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-31T15:12:24.207-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">travel</category><title>Looking back !!!</title><description>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;It was April 2008. I was in Germany for a short term project assignment. I was staying in a nice cozy&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.arkadia-hotel.de/&quot;&gt; hotel&lt;/a&gt; in Friedrichsdorf. There were couple of more colleagues with me there because of whom I dint miss home much. We all worked for different projects. So we dint know each other before. Got introduced to each other there and became the best of friends in those few months. After work, we all used to gather in one of our studio type rooms, cook together, have dinner together, then sit and talk for hours together, sometimes have coffee in the middle of the night, watch movies next to next or just sit and listen to nice music. The whole hotel will be in deep slumber while we roam in the common balcony for a little walk. We will be totally jobless that we used to put on some nice skin refreshing facial mask at those odd hours. Those were the best days of my life. Those were the days I worked so much and those were the days I enjoyed thoroughly. That was my first international trip. Everything was foreign to me. But only for the initial few days. Then as days went by I started liking every bit of it. The beautiful German houses, the very comfortable &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bahn.com/i/view/USA/en/index.shtml&quot;&gt;Deutsch Bahn&lt;/a&gt; trains, the lush green mountains, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.guide-to-castles-of-europe.com/images/cochemburg.jpg&quot;&gt;the lovely old castle of Cochem&lt;/a&gt;, the&amp;nbsp;Audi&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Volkswagens, the&amp;nbsp;Saturday&amp;nbsp;trips to Frankfurt, their no-honking traffic system, my very first croissant, my first snow, the tulip gardens of Holland, Madam&amp;nbsp;Tussuad&amp;nbsp;Wax Museum in Amsterdam, my memorable trip to Paris, the very happy Disney Land of Paris, the cute dogs that always accompany their masters anywhere and everywhere they go, the neatly dressed up men and women, and the list goes on. I came back home with loads of memories to cherish. Here are few clicks from my trip !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;So why did I suddenly write about this incredible trip of mine??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;I was reading &lt;a href=&quot;http://lifeworkandpleasure.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Zuzana&lt;/a&gt;&#39;s post about &lt;a href=&quot;http://lifeworkandpleasure.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-bunny-explained.html&quot;&gt;The easter bunny&lt;/a&gt;, which took me back to my days in Germany. It was easter time and where ever we turned we saw easter trees and dyes eggs. So we decided to try our hand at making an easter tree. And we ended up making the one seen in the picture below. Though it was not as good as the others, we had so much fun making it. It still was the best for us :) And that was my first easter bunny chocolate, which I dint break for a long long time, since it was just too cute !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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