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term="youngsters"/><title type='text'>:: Live Your Moment Happily ::</title><subtitle type='html'>Basically I put all the significant happenings that take place in and around me. my ideologies, what i feel, what i know !</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>80</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-6353722862792974566</id><published>2012-12-05T16:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-12-05T16:35:37.073+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bachelor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new experience"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new job"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="prakash"/><title type='text'>A Quick rewind to remember - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As I see the days moving faster
and faster than ever, thought of just using a time lapse to slow down my
ongoing works and write a blog post. Every time I look at my page views of my
blog, I feel that I have lost touch in writing blogs. Anyway this blog post
would typically a quick rewind on various stuffs that took place from Feb 2012
– Nov 2012.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Early Feb 2012:&lt;/b&gt; I was kind of
getting bored at the place where I used to work and started looking out for
jobs. That was when Chithra and I had patched up and had lengthy discussions on
getting married. I did by best in convincing both sides and getting the
marriage talks in the air. I was over cautious about this whole marriage thing
as it had already proved to be a very tricky thing which could let us down any
time. This time I made up my mind that I will leave the entire old story behind
and just do something to get us both together. This worked big time and both
the parents started speaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I was getting few job interviews
and nothing was really interesting or they&amp;nbsp;didn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;find me interesting and
that’s when the founder of Inolyst spoke to me on joining the team and I was
quite interested in moving to Bangalore and join Inolyst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Sigh of Relief&lt;/b&gt;: She&amp;nbsp;wasn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;able
to make it to the discussion but that was eventually substituted by me as I accompanied my parents and relatives. &amp;nbsp;The discussion between both families were very transparent. The decision to get married in both ways was
mutually agreed and few tentative dates were fixed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Late Feb 2012:&lt;/b&gt; I moved to Bangalore
and started working for Inolyst, an IP strategy &amp;amp; consulting firm based out
of Bangalore. I never had a great chance to discuss much on IP, Patents all my
life except a very few instances where few close friends of mine were planning
to do something innovative. Hence the thirst for learning was hunting me to the
core as I started learning the process that takes place inside the
organization. My UG friend prakash who was staying with his friends at bellandur gave me&amp;nbsp;accommodation. I enjoyed every part of being a bachelor staying away from parents.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;March &amp;amp; April 2012:&lt;/b&gt; The job
gets tougher:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My work at Inolyst becomes tougher
than I thought as I had to evolve myself as a marketing communication
professional from a media and communication professional. I had to do be on
calls and emails most of the time. I started working on framing a marketing
strategy for my organization which looked pretty decent for a startup. I am a
strong critic of my own thoughts which kept haunting me on the kind of stress
and pressure I was going through in forging partnerships with key organizations
who share the same vision of building a strong eco system. I buried my own fear
by managing to clinch on to key partnerships which really gave me tons of
confidence on myself. On the other hand my marriage was getting closer as the
dates moved closer to April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/6353722862792974566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/6353722862792974566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/6353722862792974566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/6353722862792974566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2012/12/a-quick-rewind-to-remember-part-1.html' title='A Quick rewind to remember - Part 1'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-7253972217722926742</id><published>2012-08-27T17:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-08-27T17:04:27.213+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="12 hours"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20 minutes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cosmetics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="loved ones"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="panic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="washroom"/><title type='text'>Those 20 minutes were my 127 hours !! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My Monday morning started off
with blues as I walked from the Outer ring road to Panathur which is around
2kms. Usually I take an auto but I wasn’t sure what was running in my mind, I walked.
Anyway walking is good and I took it positively. But the next thing which happened
was the biggest blooper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The lever of my washroom door
broke couple of days back and we didn’t take that as a serious thing. If
someone gets inside the washroom and closes the door, they wouldn’t be able to
open it unless someone outside help them in opening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Fl1DaUrlLX-4if-T_lt5rrp7meiPAQ0PwLTJ-HeGBGTsyNc4Y_05ix-cfG-2t5BrCdA3a-DEH0LAhq7QsJwrp1bwSbq5ruuQ1sIWARl1X9cUPVJk5uU58nc-I02R8BaF-0ax/s1600/Stuck-in-a-Bad-Situation-32959+copy.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;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Fl1DaUrlLX-4if-T_lt5rrp7meiPAQ0PwLTJ-HeGBGTsyNc4Y_05ix-cfG-2t5BrCdA3a-DEH0LAhq7QsJwrp1bwSbq5ruuQ1sIWARl1X9cUPVJk5uU58nc-I02R8BaF-0ax/s320/Stuck-in-a-Bad-Situation-32959+copy.jpg&quot; width=&quot;216&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My wife and I went out to her
native and I had to come back to Bangalore leaving her at her native. Initially
I went once inside the washroom and realized that there is some problem with
the door. Second time I went in, out of some thought I closed it. Bang!! #@#$ I
knew what I did! Yes, I locked myself inside the washroom and no one is there
at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the doors are closed. I kept pulling the
lever inside and it came off. I was left to distress. I just remembered the 127
hours. I thought I would also have to stay till someone comes to rescue me.
Without losing any hopes I did my best in pulling the bottom part of the door.
The door had a wooden finish and it was heavy. It also ended in vain. I cried
for help!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Watchman…watchman…watchman… No
response!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I sat in the European closet and kept
on thinking. I gazed through all the possible items that could help me to open
the door. What do you expect one to have in their washrooms? Few things like Brush,
Toothpaste, Razor, Scissors, and Cosmetics were there. I took the scissors
which was a medium sized one. By that time, I had dismantled the inside part of
the handle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My heart started beating much
faster than it used to be. My subconscious mind resonated with panic and my
hands were terrifically paining. I took the scissors in my hand and started
chopping the wooden part of the door where the lever was locked. It also ended
in vain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Finally I thought of tampering
the inner part of the lever and starter screwing the door. To my surprise it
opened. I felt like coming back alive. My heart froze for a moment out of happiness.
I thought of my loved ones. That’s when I realized how difficult it would have
been for Aron Ralston in 127 hours by Danny Boyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Glad that I am alive and still
rocking and hence writing this post to share what I went through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/7253972217722926742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/7253972217722926742' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7253972217722926742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7253972217722926742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2012/08/those-20-minutes-were-my-127-hours.html' title='Those 20 minutes were my 127 hours !! '/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Fl1DaUrlLX-4if-T_lt5rrp7meiPAQ0PwLTJ-HeGBGTsyNc4Y_05ix-cfG-2t5BrCdA3a-DEH0LAhq7QsJwrp1bwSbq5ruuQ1sIWARl1X9cUPVJk5uU58nc-I02R8BaF-0ax/s72-c/Stuck-in-a-Bad-Situation-32959+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total><georss:featurename>Panathur, Kadubeesanahalli, Bangalore, Karnataka, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>12.9356129 77.702282</georss:point><georss:box>12.9278749 77.692411499999992 12.9433509 77.7121525</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-4827031583025397643</id><published>2012-03-26T23:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-03-27T16:39:54.201+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alaigal oyvathillai"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anand balagopal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gift"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kutty"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seperation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="story of us"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="surprise"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="valentine"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="valentines day"/><title type='text'>Feels like sitting on top of a hot pan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;&quot;&gt;With just 60 days left for our marriage, I feel
like sitting on top of a hot pan. Yes, it’s been a long wait for almost 6 years
and we have seen everything hat&amp;nbsp;shouldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;happen from the smallest of
fights to the biggest of the fights not just between us but with everyone who
was around us as they were the catalyst for all these problems which even led
to a break up for quite a long time and I should admit that it did not last
long and it was like returning after an ad break. It was the toughest phase of
our lives as we were in different parts of the country. I always say this quote
from Metallica that “and the day will dawn for those who stand long”. We have
waited long for being together and at times I feel like catching the next
flight to meet meet my sweet kutty. I miss her the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;We had our share of
happiness. One such memorable event happens to be this Valentine’s Day. I
wanted to write about this Valentine’s Day in the form of an article. As I
moved to Bangalore last month for my new job, I had no time left for blogging.
It was like running against time. I felt that blogging too had become a long
distance wish similar to my love. Anyway, let&#39;s get back to the Valentine’s
Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;I was wondering what to
present her on this Valentine&#39;s Day. I was running out of productive ideas.
Many ideas were popping up like that of designing a card, surprise visit to
Delhi, making a Collage and what not. As there was no time left, I went to a
boutique and got kutty a beautiful contrasting salwar material. This made me
realise that my plan was working out to an extent. Now my thoughts were stuck
at a point relating to how I would send this to Delhi. Finally in the nth
moment, I came up an idea. Now I was pondering about a timeline similar to that
of facebook as it would be highlighting various events like that of how we met
and fell in love and also the sufferings we came across. My intentions were to
make a story from the audience point of view. Prem kumar, my colleague at
Madura was looking out for a break from his regular, monotonous job. It was at
this juncture that I shared my timeline idea with him. He got thrilled
listening to me and with no time, he started drafting the sequence in a orderly
fashion on an excel sheet. The day was dark as there was no electricity. The
spark within me was not allowing me to give up on my ideas. I knew my deadline.
I had to courier the parcel the same night so as to make it available to my
girl on the &#39;De day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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lot of effort in making the story. He helped me in knitting the story with many
interesting incidents here and there. It came out to be a breezy love story. He
did finish his task around 6 pm and it was then I started doing the pagination
part. It was Ramesh, another colleague at Madura who gave the suggestion of
pinning the story inside Anandha vikadan magazine. After completing the
pagination part, I rushed to a nearby Xerox shop and took a colour print out. I
immediately went to the Archies for getting a nice gift wrapper to wrap the
dress for my princess. Finally I did the packing and gave it to my friend at
the courier shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The parcel reached Delhi
a day in advance and to my surprise, kutty was at home and did receive it
herself. Imagine the thrill in receiving a gift meant for you in person. She got
it and read our story. I knew she would be touched by the idea because it was
not just an idea which would make her emotional but the content within. And it
happened the same way. There were days when I did not write anything about
Valentine’s Day as nothing much happened or I wrote about my expectations which
were not happening. But this time things changed. Kutty received the gift in
the presence of her mother. I felt the acceptance which I neither anticipated
nor expected. I could easily recall the days when I was happy having my kutty
next to me. So for a guy who missed his girl so badly, this Valentine’s Day
turned out to be block buster hit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;And coming back to my
post… it’s been more than a month now after the event and I can still feel the
moment on the D day where I was on top of the world, fully loaded with
happiness. It’s very hard to miss the person whom you love and for me the pain
is more. I am keeping my fingers crossed to be with the sweetest girl in this
entire universe. We have waited for long experiencing the pain of being away.
We did things for being together. I feel very happy writing this post as I am
writing about my kutty who means the world to me. She makes me go crazy with
her love. I feel like sitting on top of a hot pan because I am missing my kutty
a lot and never wish to be away from her at any point of time. I would like to
conclude this post by stating that this write-up is a dedication to my kutty
who is a priceless gift to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Life gives you opportunities to climb the ladder of your career. To catch it or to leave it is what considered being the most important thing. There have been a lot of people with humungous talents embedded with them and still not able get the rite match in their career and on contrary there have been lots of people for those career was nothing more than a blurred vision but to appreciate those who take off from there to reach a different position in their career is what to be appreciated. For instance I saw a transition of a well know friend of mine whose life changed from scratch to a Team leader in a MNC. He never knew how to operate a computer couple of years before and now he is handling a team of 10 designers under him. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is where I feel that life gives everyone couple of opportunities to get on the track so that one’s life changes considerably. But to catch it or to leave it is only upon the discretion of the individual. Wondering what would be the biggest inspiration was for people who dint have any vision to become a team leader, I realized he was like a fresh land ready to get ploughed. He was seasoned with a person who was into designs and that’s where he learnt the fundamentals of computer and designing. It was after a year or so he felt that he had leant more than what he anticipated and felt that this current job was neither satisfying nor fulfilling his day-to-day requirements. And that’s when he took his time to look out for opportunities that came his way and picked up the one where he learnt the technicalities or nuances on web design and web technology. So there he grew from a designer to a web designer/specialist. 365 days weren’t sufficient as he had completed a year in a MNC designing website for US clients. And now he was more professional. But sooner, the recession struck and his career was again shaky. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It was again he waited for a rite time to quit the current organization to catch hold of another and moved on a rite time to become a team leader for what it takes more than education, skill but luck favoring the person. My suggestion is to keep our eyes wide open for the chances that come our way and to grab it at the right time than waiting for a better opportunity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/141917239828955763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/141917239828955763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/141917239828955763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/141917239828955763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-gives-you-opportunities.html' title='Life gives you opportunities....'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-4446637045034230510</id><published>2011-10-24T22:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:55:21.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Boulevard of Broken dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I walk a lonely road...The only one that I have ever known...Don&#39;t know where it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;But it&#39;s only me, I walk alone...I walk this empty street...On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;When the city sleeps...And I&#39;m the only one and I walk alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Everyone who we get to move around have an inbuilt or ourburst sadness by which they are bound unnaturally. Problems have become an integral part of a human’s life. I was wondering if one could be so happy with money. But realised it was false. At the same time, the country is piled with poor people and they need a better life. A guy looks at a motorcycle where the lover is tightly hugging his love and going. Poor guy thinks they are happy. But the matter of fact is they are happy just for those moment they are together as they would be facing a different type of problem. Wherein this guy is missing his girlfriend and looking at those couples as if life is just going on a bike with their girlfriend. There comes another character for whom life is a nothing more than a tornado. It keeps hitting the deck again and again. At this juncture again another question arises. Money is a problem, love is a problem and what about marriage ? well looking into the lifes of people who are married or who are still eligible batchelors. Everyone stands at the shore and wants to be at the other end. The other person eagerly wants to be at the same place where he started his journey. Those who are married wants to be free. Those who are unmarried wants to get married ? so this is also a problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Life is quite depressing at time [most of the times&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;- says anonymous] as we run for something which is like a mirage. We try to give our best to get to a safe house but then when u have crossed a forbidable amout of distance, one will feel whether is it worth trying for. By that time, one would have become tired and exhausted. It is at that point one loses his confidence. And that is when we need to say that there are people who could just take things as it comes and carry on with what they have. So making ourselves happy with whatever we have would make us happy. Is it what I am trying to say. I question to myself and I find this answer as indecisive and negative. If we are to make ourselves happy with whatever we have they wouldnt be any need. How would we be motivated or to take even the smallest of the risks, if we are just happy with what we have ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 5.0pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I came across a person who showers plastic smile. I hate when people throws plastic smiles. Well, getting to know about people and problems have been a gifted talent for me I guess and thats why I am able to speak to people at ease. When life becomes like a boulevard of broken dreams, tears would have dried up. You would have possibly left with no strength to smile at someone whole heartedly. This is where the plastic smile comes from. &amp;nbsp;I am not sure whether the article is fully synergetic. But I just wanted to share something which I have been pondering upon lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/4446637045034230510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/4446637045034230510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/4446637045034230510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/4446637045034230510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/10/boulevard-of-broken-dreams.html' title='Boulevard of Broken dreams'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-1382651055961879714</id><published>2011-09-17T21:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-01T10:09:34.712+05:30</updated><title type='text'>[No] strings attached</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Can u tell me a reason why you love me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is a very illustrious question asked by many lovers to each other. Many would say reasons but I personally feel that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;there is no reason for love and when you have a reason then it’s not love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;. A word called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;separation has so many reasons [strings] attached&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;. There is always a reason for separation. A particular situation might also act as a reason for a separation. Separation is a word which I am over obsessed with. Not because I don’t like this word, but the way this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;word has played a very vital [damaging] part in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The latest thing which I am crossing in my life is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Stigma of Astrology, Horoscope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;. Can anyone tell me how to believe that an astrologer is really good in his predictions? Ok, this is not for all those who don’t believe in astrology like me. But we are in a cultural background where astrology is considered to be so vital. It was said that all is well and we were planning to step up to the next level after months of separation until I get to know something which created a mind blowing frustration in me. It was predicted a night before that signs were not good and it’s not the right time to go ahead on marriage front as my girl’s facing Mangal dosh which would lead to a level where the marriage could get cancelled on the marriage day. How strong is this stigma? Imagine, one is to marry a girl and when the girl’s parents say this all of a sudden. Can anyone imagine the questions that were running in my brain that time? Ok just putting down few of them…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Mangal dosh is something which is actually embedded in ones astrology, but where did this suddenly pop up from, when another astrologer had already said all is well with the horoscopes?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;If a girl is facing this, it is believed that one should find matches of person having the same? but dint any one notice that ? [I am not bothered and i totally rubbish the whole concept of astrology]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hindus believe a lot in astrology, Do other&amp;nbsp;religion&amp;nbsp;people believe in all these ?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And so on…but the final verdict was to postpone the whole idea of marriage for another 6 months when the good signs stars showing up from January. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;ny parent&amp;nbsp;wouldn&#39;t&amp;nbsp;expect bad things to happen in their kid’s life. It was just because of one stupid astrologer my life has gone back to square one where I start expecting my mobile to ring but it&amp;nbsp;doesn&#39;t. Where I start expecting that the love which was showered would be showered back…it&amp;nbsp;doesn&#39;t. But the stigma stays so strong that “it was said quarrels/fights would be all over”. Have anyone seen any love without fights? And this is also considered to be a stigma that astrology says that there will be fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Separation can be there in one’s life…but life can’t be separations all over and again and again &#39;cause we are all humans and we have feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;. But all I should say to myself is “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And a day will be dawn….and am waiting for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;”. I am not having any ending to this post as I just thought of putting down a page of my life…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/1382651055961879714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/1382651055961879714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1382651055961879714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1382651055961879714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-strings-attached.html' title='[No] strings attached'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-4650976075546785045</id><published>2011-05-27T20:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-27T20:18:14.537+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Beauty"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="being together"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="belief"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="closeness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hard times"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="heart"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="separation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smile"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="trust factor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waiting"/><title type='text'>I saw the BEAUTY of her heart !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I WOULD HAVE LEFT HER AND SO SHE WOULD HAVE LEFT ME IF WE HAD SEEN BEAUTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I saw her beauty not just the way she looks, the way she dresses…it was more than all these that made me fell in love with her. Yes she robbed my heart on the first day I met her. It can be like the all time filmy story. But the fact is, I loved the way she smiled. I still remember the day when we had a fight over the phone and that’s when I felt something for her in my heart. And things evolved eventually that I was there for her whenever she wanted. I still wonder how could have that happened and I get puzzled. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It was a dark rainy day when Chennai was flooded with water and a massive power cut….Trrrringggg..My mobile rang and it was her. She asked me for a help and the moment I kept my mobile I was all set to go in the rain. I got ready with the Duck Pack rain coat [my father’s] and when I was about to get out of the home. My mum asked me what are you doing at this time of the night when city is almost shut down.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My answer was simple. She called me for a help and I guess she needs me there. So rushing to her hostel at that time and finally met her for few minutes. I was again mesmerized with the smile she had for me.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Every day when we have a common class or when we meet at a common meeting place I would there opposite to her, next to her. I knew we were getting closer but the things we discussed were far beyond just romancing over phone or going on a date. I remember every moment we spent together chatting. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Years passed by, so as the frequency of meeting also started widening. I guess I am cursed on this one. Whenever I get to meet her and spend quality time, a curse would come and break my heart and we wouldn’t be able to meet for long. Separation was not even the rite word as I would say cause most of the time we would be wondering when would be “the day”. As ever the day would come and pass and so the separation would be on the cards. This made me restless. But still, she wasn’t out of my mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN-US;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;We finally decided to go for the marriage and there the curse came and hit us badly. I would say double the tsunami. I am a Hindu [anyway I don’t go to temple] &amp;amp; she is a Christian and both parents met and spoke and everything which was required. It wasn’t written for me is what I should say and all the bad things in life was for me I believe and we broke. It was the day when my heart broke into million pieces and I was flooded with pain. Even when she used to [unintentionally] ignore me, I never used to be in that sort of pain. And that’s when I had to decide for my folks that I need to go ahead in my life and I shared my thought to her. She felt devastated, lost in her own world. My eyes went blurry every time I thought of that. Her smile reminded me the days when we used to believe that we would be together. Her gentle touch reminded me the days when we used to smile together [even if it was less]; it was enough for me to spend my life time with her. She felt the same but she isn’t that aggressive like me and I believe that’s the reason she has been fighting with her side for me ever since we broke up and we aren’t able to patch it up. I never believed anyone in my life so much as I believed her just because she wouldn’t marry anyone other than me just because someone wants her to get married. I saw the beauty of her heart from the time when she hated love to the time when she hated everything and everyone other than me and more than that she wouldn’t even express herself to anyone as much as I do. I still remember the lines by Metallica “And the Day will dawn for those who stand long”. I will wait for my beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/4650976075546785045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/4650976075546785045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/4650976075546785045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/4650976075546785045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-saw-beauty-of-her-heart.html' title='I saw the BEAUTY of her heart !!'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-2274195524701066519</id><published>2011-02-24T09:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T09:16:23.429+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="green farm lands"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kolli hills"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mini MBA"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shoot"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thenkasi"/><title type='text'>தென்காசி Calling !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The Plan :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 14px;&quot;&gt;It has been more than 6 months, that I have been to field for shoot. And&amp;nbsp;at-last&amp;nbsp;here I am travelling to Tenkasi for 3 days shooting of demo groups shots with the self help group women’s of Madura. I guess, if things go well, the much awaited Mini MBA program would be out with the first set of 7 modules soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Old memories :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I have very green memories of my last visit to Tenkasi for shooting the Basic Awareness&amp;nbsp; Training module when the Cluster manager then, made us stay at her place for couple of days. One wouldn’t ask for anything more.&amp;nbsp; The place we stayed was under the kolli hills, with the dramatic filmy sunrise and the sunset just at our eyesight, with the chill breeze and the whole area covered with green plantations. Another thing which I was so amused the way they take care of their guests. I was moved when a 70 years old lady who was the cluster manager’s mother in law took care of us like her own grand children. She wouldn’t even give a chance for us to take our palm leaves after we eat, she would put the boiler [the traditional one] for making us hot water… it was such a happy trip for me even then when I was out for work…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 115%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;Will post my experience on this trip soon!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/2274195524701066519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/2274195524701066519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/2274195524701066519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/2274195524701066519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/02/calling.html' title='தென்காசி Calling !!'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-1980552043018998985</id><published>2011-02-22T20:28:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-22T23:20:36.220+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="free sim card"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interest free loan for mobiles"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lowest call rates"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="m4"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madura micro finance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madura mobile"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="micro markets"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MMFL"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vodafone"/><title type='text'>Madura Carnival aka மதுரா திருவிழா</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4pL8APRJaCUiC-JqXhlzYLOtkI063pgszOMpwdPBnybdu9Vwoh7KcThp_-oOUzhCLYvyqmVqmVCDONk7XxbIqIiFebXnOkS6EXr44iHoFl7qhjhEM8Ff_plFXWGbugahuE842/s1600/Graphic1.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;98&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4pL8APRJaCUiC-JqXhlzYLOtkI063pgszOMpwdPBnybdu9Vwoh7KcThp_-oOUzhCLYvyqmVqmVCDONk7XxbIqIiFebXnOkS6EXr44iHoFl7qhjhEM8Ff_plFXWGbugahuE842/s200/Graphic1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The Madura Carnival, will launch this “upwardly mobile” initiative while also celebrating Madura Microfinance’s fifteenth year of operations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In a path breaking and significant initiative,Madura Microfinance Ltd. will provide Mobile connectivity to its members acrossTamil Nadu to enable them in expanding their business operations beyond limiting boundaries. The Madura Carnival, will launch this “upwardly mobile” initiative while also celebrating Madura Microfinance’s fifteenth year of operations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK54ZgFaAmnogdWcFQxeRRPGtBEayVeV42uqdBeDJid18qKF-6y7X6VLT0KRAObuCRmKzJzUXEqi0o67c-AVEzva3AhZthKwhoPKmH4zccoC9L7zZnhyphenhyphenuioxyKzQlr7VgjfyJU/s1600/final_poster.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;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK54ZgFaAmnogdWcFQxeRRPGtBEayVeV42uqdBeDJid18qKF-6y7X6VLT0KRAObuCRmKzJzUXEqi0o67c-AVEzva3AhZthKwhoPKmH4zccoC9L7zZnhyphenhyphenuioxyKzQlr7VgjfyJU/s400/final_poster.jpg&quot; width=&quot;283&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Under the banner of m4 (Madura Mobile Micro Markets), the Micro-Markets division of Madura will dial into 3000 villages across Tamil Nadu with the aim of providing connectivity and mobile-based market linkages to its members. This initiative will run for a period of two months from February 20th to April 25th. Further, there are several activities from road shows (at the village level), events (with a group of villages), and carnivals (fun-filled events at the cluster level) that will take place with the aim of reaching 1 million people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Partnering with Vodafone and Nokia, the m4 initiative will empower members with Mobile, SIM and Voice based services while also providing the rural populace with health and business tips through Voice alerts. Each member will be provided with a good mobile handset that can be purchased with an interest free loan along with a prepaid calling plan. Calls will be priced at nominal rates so that the mobile is affordable. Education on how to use the mobile and benefits of business opportunities through mobile will be explained to all members so that they connect to the initiative to take their businesses beyond their villages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;“We at Madura believe in the power of technology and its inherent capability to be a great leveller. The “upwardly mobile” initiative is one in a series of our efforts to empower rural communities to be truly successful. Being connected via mobiles will enable building of market linkages for our members,” said Sunder Thiyagarajan, Head of Madura Micro-Markets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif; font-size: 6.5pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/1980552043018998985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/1980552043018998985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1980552043018998985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1980552043018998985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/02/madura-carnival-aka.html' title='Madura Carnival aka மதுரா திருவிழா'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4pL8APRJaCUiC-JqXhlzYLOtkI063pgszOMpwdPBnybdu9Vwoh7KcThp_-oOUzhCLYvyqmVqmVCDONk7XxbIqIiFebXnOkS6EXr44iHoFl7qhjhEM8Ff_plFXWGbugahuE842/s72-c/Graphic1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-79335322034076807</id><published>2011-02-18T16:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:54:59.533+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life has to move on !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The enthusiasm in the pretty bubbly love has gone and finally it finally led me to take a decision which I never even dreamt of! Yeah the breakup… I saw the love grow in my presence, but it wasn’t that easy growing it up as it wasn’t a flourished land. And so my love life was also filled with uncertainty, not that am complaining about, but fairly it was how it moved on. Yet, I was so confident that I would see the harvest which was supposed to be a happy ending. But the sad part was, it dint happen that way. All my mind tells is, life has to go on !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/79335322034076807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/79335322034076807' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/79335322034076807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/79335322034076807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-has-to-move-on.html' title='Life has to move on !!'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-2107817538897136336</id><published>2010-11-07T14:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:24:40.321+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bike ride"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cold climate"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="comforting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="JAL"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mylapore"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="relatives"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="royapettah"/><title type='text'>Random thoughts and happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It’s a very cold Sunday with rain pouring outside now and then as the ‘JAL’ starts crossing chennai. My mum wanted to go to friends &amp;amp; relatives place and I happily nodded to it&amp;nbsp; and took my white mean machine and drove from mylapore to royapettah where I had to stop for couple of times in some bus stand in order not to get drenched in rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Atthai house :&lt;/b&gt; my uncle always bully me saying something or other [ slangla sollanumna kalaichifying me ] he called me robot today… see endhiran has come to our home. And my atthai ponnu was busy playing farm ville and I was just switching my sight from uncle, atthai and atthai ponnu [ no big expectations.. she calls me anna.. she is small girl.. so no filmy thoughts ] . so went to talk to atthai and she tapped my shoulder&amp;nbsp; comforting me. They are all so sweet in doing this. But I feel really bad that all of ‘em who love me feel bad at my situation. Anyway that’s life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Trebuchet MS&#39;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Old neighbour’s&amp;nbsp; place :&lt;/b&gt; as we entered, they told my mum “100 years for u-Noor ayisu unagalukku”. It seems they were just speaking about my mother and we entered into their house. They gave us a nice hot tea which was really good to have with rain starting to shower at a steady pace. Finally &amp;nbsp;I got a chance to hold the few months old baby of them. I always love to handle [he..he..] Small kids and I love to do that. So that’s how I was playing with the kid for few minutes and then started back home as it raining heavily. I somehow caught hold of an autorikshaw and asked my mum to go in auto and started getting drenched in the rain and drove my bike happily and came back home for a mouth watering lunch which had fried chicken &amp;amp; sambar ! wow….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A car which passed by him went so fast that it splashed the dirty water over him. The owner dint have the smallest of mercy with him to stop and say a sorry atleast !?&amp;nbsp; I drove my bike faster that I went before the car and saw who’s driving it and found it was the owner of the car. I showed my disappointment by nodding my head and went off….but when we think about this in a larger sense one would know how the poor are being crushed without being cared by the filthy rich people. I wish I had a pistol to shoot that car owner !!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/7245672558372331726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/7245672558372331726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7245672558372331726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7245672558372331726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-wouldve-shot-him-if-i-had-pistol.html' title='I would’ve shot him if I had a pistol !!'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-5524023350347493894</id><published>2010-06-29T23:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T23:29:14.645+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The lost relationships – reformed &amp; new relationships formed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;It’s been a wonderful period I should say that the Destiny of my life is taking a U turn, where I am getting back to the people who I have lost in contact with. Well, here I mean to say my old friends who I have lost in touch and who are now in contact. Its seriously amuses me, how the time could heal so much of pain. I am pretty sure that life teaches everyone something and so I have been also a very patient student in understanding the structure of life and trying my hands on fiddling with Problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;My company is undergoing a very quick but efficiently sound transformation process in which I also play a small part in the transformation. We have lots of new faces in our organization and something which makes me have a bright smile on my face is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;new joiners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;. And this includes a new internee from America, two MBA Grads, a small but entertaining HR team and what not …? It’s  a pretty small but fun filled team with whom I am spending most of my time and I am really happy J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/5524023350347493894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/5524023350347493894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/5524023350347493894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/5524023350347493894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/06/lost-relationships-reformed-new.html' title='The lost relationships – reformed &amp; new relationships formed.'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-1253689926376796981</id><published>2010-05-31T18:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:33:39.997+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mayajaal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="multiplex"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seats occupied"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="village cinema tent house"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="worst experience"/><title type='text'>Multiplex or Village Cinema Tent house ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&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-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;It’s the second time in recent times I saw this happening in Mayajaal and thought, this would be worth sharing. Last time when I went to mayajaal, I had booked in the last few rows. We entered as the film started and saw someone sitting in our seats. I was wondering how they could sit on the booked seats. Immediately the guy who’s incharge of the seating came in and told them that the people who had booked the seats have come. And then, they had the special seats, some plastic chairs adjacent to the main seats leave space for people to pass by. I wonder if someone buys a ticket for 220 bucks and which is no way cheaper in any terms, would definitely love to have the luxury of seeing a film. But I should say it really lacks there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&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-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;And this is the same things that happened to us yesterday.  Our seats were occupied already and the ticket guy came and told those people that the people who had booked tickets have come. And those guys (may be some political guys) save a sarcastic look at that guy. The ticket guy then escorted them to the plastic chairs which were put aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&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-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;I personally feel that the management wouldn’t do such cheap things just to accommodate people as they have 8+ screen and shows running all day. So who’s is taking those money home?  Do they really buy tickets because there would be checking that takes place before the entry point?  Is the security also responsible? I feel that the pleasure of watching movies is getting spoilt by these uncultured people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/1253689926376796981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/1253689926376796981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1253689926376796981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1253689926376796981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/05/multiplex-or-village-cinema-tent-house.html' title='Multiplex or Village Cinema Tent house ??'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-3909113948020657340</id><published>2010-03-04T16:52:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:01:16.524+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="candid"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christian"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="emotion"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="falling in love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hi res"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hindu"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="realistic"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="saree"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="simple"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vinnaithandi varuvaya"/><title type='text'>A pleasant surprise that robbed our heart ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We wanted to see it together, but it just happened that we weren’t able to watch it together but the binding went far beyond that we watched it the same day, same time at 2 different places. The feeling was the same. I am talking about the latest film that hit the Screen, Vinnaithandi varuvaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;I was dumbstruck to see my love life shot in the same way as we used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;. I felt like someone was filming me candidly all these years and lined it up in a hi res format...lolz... I thought I would get emotional seeing the film, instead I was feeling happy that someone had shot the film, the way we used to be. Yes I am a Hindu guy and in love with a Christian girl. What more…..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I would have heard the statement called… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;“This wont workout”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; from different people, even from her too... I knew I can make the ship sail, and something was pushing me to go on and on and still that’s what making me to go for it.. My heart always says her name and am always crazy about her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She wears a simple saree, looks so lean with a beautiful smile that could just make me mad for entire life…I never know the reason why I feel in love with her. But I knew that she would make me happy. I have seen the best and worst of our relationship and still we are just getting the relationship going on. If u are the one who had watched the film, you would know the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Hindu-Christian Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;She never wanted much from me or rather expected much from me. She was very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;simple in her expressions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and I was just the opposite. People say opposite poles attract, and was it the factor that brought us in ?? I am yet to find the reason, but am not really bothered about that anymore. We face and faced many embarrassing situations but still I kept on saying her that I would be there for her. And I am still there, not losing any of the belief I have in my love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;I just can’t imagine a day without her, she has really made me crazy about her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life and she would ever be that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/3909113948020657340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/3909113948020657340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/3909113948020657340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/3909113948020657340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/03/pleasant-surprise-that-robbed-our-heart.html' title='A pleasant surprise that robbed our heart ....'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-7196842758918086180</id><published>2010-02-22T22:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:37:47.341+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A beauty at the beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;He created them, gave them everything, the beauty, the attitude, the strong heart and the reason we are behind them is for the beauty of a beast. Huh! Controversial statement…?  It’s never wrong to me. Everything is important them. They need it when they actually need… they grasp attention when they need to… they just make it work out when they want ‘em. They ignore when they want…they call when they want, they speak when they want to hear, they caress when they need... Note what I say, it’s just their way of appreciation to their attraction. They would do it just for their wish and will...We don&#39;t have a heart and if we have it we shouldn&#39;t express as if we have. cause its not a rite stuff to express.. Being cool is another factor he has gifted them. I guess I so frustrated now to write about this stuff…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Bad night !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/7196842758918086180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/7196842758918086180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7196842758918086180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7196842758918086180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/02/beauty-at-beast.html' title='A beauty at the beast'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-5562418312701243962</id><published>2010-02-15T18:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-17T18:05:43.794+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day goes for a toss....Howzaat ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADp8tquB5SfWUIuWuQ9c3RZsYJmU7Ia4hpxX9V4EUZSVIAy4WJt9exClFFj28d5tJzOCio2PPE9y4OZjHaDype6dRM_wVtPnDUQsY6pCdrS8uhFOyV8uycRyzzu31u0_7Ih7v/s1600-h/web.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADp8tquB5SfWUIuWuQ9c3RZsYJmU7Ia4hpxX9V4EUZSVIAy4WJt9exClFFj28d5tJzOCio2PPE9y4OZjHaDype6dRM_wVtPnDUQsY6pCdrS8uhFOyV8uycRyzzu31u0_7Ih7v/s200/web.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438458936431387458&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#663366;&quot;&gt;Chapter 1 | &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#CC33CC;&quot;&gt;Valentine’s Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;It was ‘De Day for me like all other lovers around the world. I hardly remember celebrating this day with my love for the past 4 years since then we are in love. It all looked to be different from outside and I dint really want to thrust anything on my girl as I already knew that it would finally end up in a big flop. So I just managed to get few hours of her time, a week before itself which was agreed to. I wanted to celebrate it, at least in a small way that would make her glow. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#663366;&quot;&gt;Chapter 2 |&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#CC33CC;&quot;&gt;The gift:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I was wondering about what to gift her… It was pretty simple that she dint like my plan of getting a dress which she would wear on ‘De day. And I knew that I can’t go any further do something big and finally ending up on a rough patch. Finally I ended up designing a Heart collage of all her pics I had since these years and I went to the printing place and saw to that it came out well and got laminated and stuck to a 3 mm foam board and more than everything shape cutting which took the time. It came out really great. And I went to my friend (Ram’s) place and got it packed with his help. It was with his help that I could get it packed at the rite time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#663366;&quot;&gt;Chapter 3 |&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#CC33CC;&quot;&gt;The card:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I went to Landmark for getting some gift wrapper and so a thought came in mind. Why not a card? So I went in search of cards and finally got one for which I dint get a cover. And someone in the shop managed to get a cover which was little big but still it was quite ok. There it was written in bold “I love you” in front of the card. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#663366;&quot;&gt;Chapter 4 |&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#CC33CC;&quot;&gt;The Dinner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;It was the grand finale…and as expected or unexpected, she din turn up at the time and came 2 hours late. And I had only 20-30 mins in my hand in which I need to order food, food has to come, we need to eat... it was just like an Himalayan task in front of me or rather having 6 balls to face and score 36 runs… I managed to put pressure on the in charge to get the order soon and so we ate and I was just wondering how this could happen to me? Why me? I had no clue why the fate has to keep running behind me over this issue? I gave her the card which I got for her and she was impressed. But I dint have the time to give her the gift or she dint have the rite situation to take my gift to her hostel or even the card. So it was given back and taken back and I left her at the hostel and so ended the Valentine’s Day… But anyways it was not an end to my relationship... I knew we have crossed so many of situations...and so, I was not taken back or disappoint dint flood me... I just knew that things will be ok and so it would happen soon... we enjoy it  anyways...She is mine! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; &quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#663366;&quot;&gt;Chapter 5 |&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;color:#CC33CC;&quot;&gt;Feb|14|2011:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I feel like Nostradamus could have been alive so that I would have consulted him an year back or to get a clue about what would happen next, so that I could get ready from now itself. Its far… Its too far from my vision. At the pace my life is going, I am just sitting on a hot pan and having no other choice left to move out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;There’s a proverb saying that “Man proposes &amp;amp; God Disposes”, rather I would say, “He proposes and she Disposes…”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Lets me wait keeping fingers crossed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/5562418312701243962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/5562418312701243962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/5562418312701243962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/5562418312701243962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-goes-for-tosshowzaat.html' title='Valentines day goes for a toss....Howzaat ???'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhADp8tquB5SfWUIuWuQ9c3RZsYJmU7Ia4hpxX9V4EUZSVIAy4WJt9exClFFj28d5tJzOCio2PPE9y4OZjHaDype6dRM_wVtPnDUQsY6pCdrS8uhFOyV8uycRyzzu31u0_7Ih7v/s72-c/web.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-3917464585289508211</id><published>2010-01-17T17:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:31:42.992+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="benjarong"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bloggin in office"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="breakfast"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="digitizing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dinner"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="editing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends house"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inconsistency"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pasta"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="studio"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weekend"/><title type='text'>And the inconsistency continues....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 105px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiEP_kzKTEFPRyqT8aE9QwkGD6KTBv7SWvaGrX3q3vfjgLX-qGzXlDeGqPlYQKFn0hfzG5E5mahcJDhmYZKsxI0pRrWpn5fJCjjpITiazSGwMlkf9oApjEPFwNdziI7D5jVCt/s200/17012010606.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427676025063781570&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; thought I wasn’t able to blog when I was on tour but been a bz week with my editing stuffs going on and I just couldn’t sit putting things. Anyway I was digitizing the videos that were shot and sub clipping it and started editing the film. I guess its going on good. And when my boss had a glance at it earlier this week felt it was good. She would be hoping to see it fully after edit. This week was just like any other week with fun at our studio shooting for different projects and then editing and pongal holidays and back after that. I was kind of bored with pongal holidays and I was at the office on 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; day of pongal. And the weekend came fast as always expected and we had to work on a Saturday and me and my friend planned to meet his friends for a dinner. So they had selected a Korean restaurant but it was closed on Saturday and so we went to benjarong. It was my first time there, but felt the ambience was really cool. I would rate the pricing as high but still worth it.  It was good to meet friend’s friend and discussing random topics and debating about that and was fun. We were the last to come out of restaurant and then me and my friend went to his place and had a couple of drinks. Nice imported whisky and Sunday morning with we both of us trying our hands on making pepper mushroom pasta…well, we liked it anyways and I invited my friend to my house for lunch and we had a good sumptuous lunch and we came to studio on a Sunday and again the fun starts and now am blogging from studio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/3917464585289508211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/3917464585289508211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/3917464585289508211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/3917464585289508211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-inconsistency-continues.html' title='And the inconsistency continues....'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrTVP61m9sQDVoT8iB25CqYQ5T09GvoErKy-QscLoDovuiduEAKZYHZfGW9vB8lky5zZThnB71uF5pmlO9R99IUoGeiT5cp88C6LdYztqVRV-tSjzb8z5ah32_u96V974-wbD/s72-c/16012010599.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-309281496253266934</id><published>2010-01-11T20:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:37:47.512+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="avatar"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cousin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="digitizing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="father"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inox"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="KFC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Madras"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madurai"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="salem"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shoot over"/><title type='text'>back to namma madras !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&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-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;After a week of shoot from Madurai to salem, I am finally back to Chennai today. Reached early morning in Chennai and then went home and then as usual the day progressed in office and started digitizing the tapes seeing the rushes., and  then met my cousin who recently became a father and went to KFC’s and then started back to home. Had dinner   some time back and now getting ready for Avtar.  We have been waiting to see it for long and finally booked tickets few days back at INOX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&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-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;11 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/309281496253266934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/309281496253266934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/309281496253266934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/309281496253266934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-namma-madras.html' title='back to namma madras !!'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-4370592433706224108</id><published>2010-01-11T06:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-11T06:33:57.899+05:30</updated><title type='text'>madurai-rasipuram-salem wrap up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Madurai wrap-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;After wrapping up the shoot in Madurai by 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; we started to salem on 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; and we halted in a place called mullaikurichi which is under the kolli hills. I just couldn’t ask for anything more. It was such a belter of a location with kolli hills at the back and green and greens all around the place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; JAN 2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We started the shoot by morning 7 and there was not much sun as we were under the hills. We spent the whole day shooting in the place with different backdrops of greens. And to my surprise I ate here in the officer’s place, but I should say it was so tasty and I really enjoyed the breakfast and lunch and so the day went and then we started to Salem by late evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; JAN 2010 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And we started shooting different kinds of activities which our SHG women’s engaged in.  we went to different places like konganapuram  where we saw a “Ulavar sandhai” where cotton were sold in bulk and  makanur where we shot a bag weaving business people and then to Jalagandapuram where again thread making was the major business, Edapadi village where we shoot handlooms, vaikundam where we shot a pot maker who was so famous I guess and finally ilampillai which is famous for looms and then started back to mullakurichi, the base of kolli hills enjoying the cold climate and even got so amused at how these people take care of their guests. Wow, it is again another great experience which I would never miss in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We reached back to mullakirichi on 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; night and had a good cold night there and then Sunday started off with early shooting and day progressed as fast as it could and so we were shooting fast. We wrapped up things by late evening with major left over interviews and group meeting shots and then back to Salem last night and now back to “Namma Madras”…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify;text-justify:inter-ideograph&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/4370592433706224108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/4370592433706224108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/4370592433706224108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/4370592433706224108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/madurai-rasipuram-salem-wrap-up.html' title='madurai-rasipuram-salem wrap up'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-631186237757733477</id><published>2010-01-08T20:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:11:07.720+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blogging"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exteriors"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kodimangalam"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kottayur"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madurai"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="missed"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shoot"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tight schedule"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vadivelkarai"/><title type='text'>I missed it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Hi friends, I couldn’t write for few days as I was on back to back shoot every day from early morning to evening. I have been going to exclusive locations in exterior Madura where I could get a tint of green. I had plans of shooting almost everything on a green natural back. One of the thing which dint happen as per my plan is recky. So it is practically difficult to find a location with good light and background and should be suitable for the people who are getting shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veerapandi near Madurai was one of our best location spot where we had a beautiful landscape with green tint all around… kottayur near Karaikudi was another place where we had lots of trees with greenish backdrops around. Vadivelkarai, Manjempatti, kodimangalam in exterior Madurai were other few places we shot during past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I guess we had finished shooting as much as we could in and around Madurai and started to salem. As people say, village people are the one who are so special at hospitality…now having a sip of black coffee at 2.55 am in a village called mullakurichi near Rasipuram. I guess my day would start with shooting some sunrise stock footage…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anand&lt;br /&gt;08 JAN 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/631186237757733477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/631186237757733477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/631186237757733477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/631186237757733477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-missed-it.html' title='I missed it'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-8029610274600435624</id><published>2010-01-05T07:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:59:02.775+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beautiful landscapes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="exterior"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="headache"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="madurai"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="monday blues"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shoot"/><title type='text'>Monday blues....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Monday blues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Monday blues…. The week started off to me with Monday blues. With a slight headache and too much of things to be completed…I was fully loaded. Reached Madurai early morning with unhappiness of not so good sleep and reaching the Madurai office and took rest for an hour or so which was the only relief. The day started and so everyone was getting ready for the shoot.   The head getting nervous with his staffs for not keeping up time management. And so there was nothing much needed. It was all happening here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;We headed to samanallur to meet a SHG group and then shot there and went to a green landscape area for shooting some interviews and stuffs. It was such a delight to see such beautiful landscapes in exteriors of Madurai. We finally shot what we need and then packed up to our office where we had to shoot few interior shots and which got over by some time and then I was preparing for the next days shoot and it was 12 I realized that I need to hit the bed. so finished the planning and got ready for today’s  shoot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;Anand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;04 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/8029610274600435624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/8029610274600435624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/8029610274600435624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/8029610274600435624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-blues.html' title='Monday blues....'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-6070781757026865721</id><published>2010-01-03T19:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:00:53.690+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="airport"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="confirmation"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="falling in love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pickup"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smile"/><title type='text'>Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Another good way to start off the day…. Wondering what it is??? Yup.. I just woke up, had a quicky bath and flew to the airport in twenty mins to pick my girl.  She looked seriously like a princess… and so we came to my home and really saw each other after a month which was not really expected.  And had a nice time with my girl and left her at her place and then started getting ready for the trip. I am travelling to Madurai for a shoot. Will be travelling to villages for a training film to be show  to SHG members.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Anyways that’s all about it for today. Catch ya people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Anand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;03 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/6070781757026865721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/6070781757026865721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/6070781757026865721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/6070781757026865721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday.html' title='Sunday...'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-7896788147234187687</id><published>2010-01-02T23:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:25:10.693+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birth"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cousin"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ganesh chettinad"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="girl baby"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="idly"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meen kulzhambu"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="office"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waiting list"/><title type='text'>02 Jan 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Good evening friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Happy thing which I heard rite in the morning was, my cousin became a father. The second best thing was I was as usual  lazy enough to start the day and was lying in the best till 9.30 am when my mum asked me whether I am going to office or not ?? I realized that it was 9.30 then only.. then started quickly and had to make a video DVD for one of my friends for a project. So gave it on the way and went to office and then as usual official works, and there were few works relating to my travel which I was doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;And finally evening I had some time of my girl, and when I could even see her, I had to start from the office and then she was busy and the long distance relationship follows…lol…and it wasn’t like a weekend though, still my friends called up to ask watsup for the evening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;We went to the coffee day and had some coffee and it was again almost 9.30 we left for ganesh chettinad where we would ever love to dine. Our favorites “the IDLY and meen kulambu” wow..mouth watering stufs.. I still have the taste in my hand.  And now am back posting what happened today and tomorrow I guess I would be going around and then had to board the train, for which  I am still in waiting list. I wish it gets confirmed soon.. chalo.. see u friends..catch u tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;02 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Anand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/7896788147234187687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/7896788147234187687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7896788147234187687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/7896788147234187687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/02-jan-2010.html' title='02 Jan 2010'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13356450.post-1115476294870472764</id><published>2010-01-01T22:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:26:09.587+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="colors"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="microfinance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="new year"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="travel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="village"/><title type='text'>01 Jan 2010 - Year of colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;A very happy new year to everyone ! I would personally start off the year as a year of  colors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I am so excited that I am starting my new Job rite in the first week which is going to be so interesting. I would like to share as much as I could and would post as much posts this year. I wish I could write a post everyday if I am in town or will post the consolidated ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;And now coming to my professional part, I am now in a Micro Finance co, handling their Advertising, promotional affairs. My first major job is to Create a training module for the Self help womens who joins our Co., which would give them an idea about the co and the micro finance procedures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;I am travelling to down south from this weekend and will be going to Madurai..karaikudi and salem, and moreover I will be going to the villages which I have been waiting since I joined this organization..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;anyways thats it for today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:&#39;trebuchet ms&#39;;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;  style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;anand | 01 Jan 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/feeds/1115476294870472764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/13356450/1115476294870472764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1115476294870472764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13356450/posts/default/1115476294870472764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tomorrowscommunity.blogspot.com/2010/01/year-of-colors.html' title='01 Jan 2010 - Year of colors'/><author><name>::: LiVe uR MoMeNt HaPpiLy :::</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13682410078421347101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhewzuSfmsoL0GWZ52d1TAXa2iGtuX4bLgo2CZQgDLomh5pJcVvFqQpH_8sKQCGkbjJ-4wph3_6EwLV4KILL4gp4IEs2EjkTXTuWS1iOv5b_RSwIpuZp_6r9KJEGzWGlKw/s220/blackabsolut.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>