<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457444854564819166</id><updated>2025-12-13T02:30:13.393+05:30</updated><category term="Life"/><category term="Blogging"/><category term="Book of Life 2014"/><category term="Blogging Challenge"/><category term="Random Thoughts"/><category term="Experience"/><category term="reviews"/><category term="Books"/><category term="India"/><category term="Just Me"/><category term="Perception"/><category term="book ratings"/><category term="M&#39;s Wisdom"/><category term="New Year"/><category term="October"/><category term="PhotoStory"/><category term="movies"/><category term="Another Story"/><category term="Beauty"/><category term="FAQ"/><category term="Poems"/><category term="Self Respect"/><category term="fiction"/><category term="hobbies"/><category term="poetry"/><category term="relationships"/><category term="AIESEC"/><category term="AIESEC Chandigarh"/><category term="Animals"/><category term="College"/><category term="Durjoy Datta"/><category term="Enid Blyton"/><category term="Finix Post"/><category term="Food"/><category term="Kids &amp; Parenting"/><category term="Life Of Manpreet"/><category term="OC Recruitments"/><category term="Punjabi Wedding"/><category term="Selfies"/><category term="Success"/><category term="Television"/><category term="Winter"/><category term="cooking"/><category term="love"/><category term="reading"/><category term="technology"/><title type='text'>PerCepTioN</title><subtitle type='html'>Personal Blog sharing experiences about blogging and lifestyle</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>IndianBooktuber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11746775730998371866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457444854564819166.post-1055466769202558673</id><published>2016-12-20T21:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2016-12-20T21:02:50.044+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Life Of Manpreet"/><title type='text'>I Need To Control My Mind</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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I had a really bad day yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It began with a stupid comment on one of my Booktube videos. I resisted the urge to reply back and make that person realize how dumb his questions were, which he/she anonymously asked. But then it&#39;s not worth wasting your time on such individuals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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However, this brilliant observation didn&#39;t do great to improve my mood.&lt;/div&gt;
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I come downstairs and I am reminded of all those customers I need to call, a dreadful task for me as I am too scared about handling customers. That went well but the second blow came up when I tried to help my dad fix a phone.&lt;/div&gt;
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After a mini heart attack that happened because I forgot to delete some pictures from the phone that I didn&#39;t want them to see, I started trying to fix the problem. He uses the app for stock trading and the app wasn&#39;t working.&lt;/div&gt;
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As usual, the customer care representative of this company, like every other company in India, didn&#39;t know anything beyond what was taught to them in direct words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Mam, when you click login, you will need to enter your login info.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Yes, but that&#39;s the problem. When I click login, the screen is blank. It doesn&#39;t ask me to enter anything.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Mam, but it should.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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&quot;Exactly my point!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
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I knew I had to do something myself and I gave into a hunch that made me reboot this Xiaomi Redmi Prime 2 which had been my top favourite phone (I have used Samsung Galaxy Ace, Samsung Galaxy Note 2, Google Nexus 5 or 4 maybe, iPhone 6s and Samsung Galaxy S7 edge).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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It went all fine until I was asked to login to my existing mi account. The password or phone number or account number was all I couldn&#39;t remember. Then begins the process of calling another customer care service and have a stupid response and no solution.&lt;/div&gt;
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The day was bad already. Then began the thoughts that haunted me from day before yesterday - a broken tripod, a broken memory card and a camera lens that won&#39;t focus properly in this home setup. It works fine in Delhi but there internet doesn&#39;t work that greatly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was sinking the pit of sorrows and I knew I shouldn&#39;t do it.&lt;/div&gt;
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The more I will let myself feel bad, the more I will feel bad. That kept happening. That happened. And it was dreadful. But it made me realise one thing - I still need to go a long way to have a control on my mind. I need to learn to control my mind and my thoughts. You should too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/feeds/1055466769202558673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2016/12/i-need-to-control-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/1055466769202558673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/1055466769202558673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2016/12/i-need-to-control-my-mind.html' title='I Need To Control My Mind'/><author><name>IndianBooktuber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11746775730998371866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457444854564819166.post-2432665798532515162</id><published>2016-02-16T02:10:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2016-02-16T02:11:54.423+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Blogging"/><title type='text'>Blogging and peer pressure</title><content type='html'>I can&#39;t remember when i last posted on this blog. Life has been busy. And then there has been conflict of interest. I kept this blog to share my personal musings. But then, that&#39;s what I do at Finix Post. How was i supposed to figure out which post should go on which blog?&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBNmpQ04XBMSkqJe6tHGiGs7SayoqZ3ogv6hi_D3GRIOxHrXTexlhuxXdF9DSSBEXHJWDn66X5URl8UjLqp3UHI6tqnVt9cEG0zgeT1scqXE5ZuH6cD0ovzbU0srKcRxdJE5omBnuvCE0/s640/blogger-image--796448203.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBNmpQ04XBMSkqJe6tHGiGs7SayoqZ3ogv6hi_D3GRIOxHrXTexlhuxXdF9DSSBEXHJWDn66X5URl8UjLqp3UHI6tqnVt9cEG0zgeT1scqXE5ZuH6cD0ovzbU0srKcRxdJE5omBnuvCE0/s640/blogger-image--796448203.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 day challenges&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To fix that confusion, i considered taking up various 30 day challenges and post about my progress and views on them. Did that work out? For some time, yes. But my inconsistency and confusion made me give up that idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professional nature of blogging&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i look back at the day of the creation of this blog, i feel a sharp urge to reset my mind back to that time; at least for this blog. Back when i hardly knew about professional blogging, i would use this blog to post anything. I would talk about t.v. Series i liked, books I loved, social issues and anything and everything. It was amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gradually, i came across professional blogging and everything changed. Now, before writing a post, i have to think about whether my readers will like it or not, i have to give due consideration to SEO and keywords and lots of technical blogging jargon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to be truthful, doing all that just takes the fun out of this hobby i took up a couple of years back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i still need this place to do what no blogger would suggest, to do what today&#39;s intelliegnt readers might not prefer, to do what i love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think? Have you also experienced your hobbies getting affected by peer pressure? Tell me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/feeds/2432665798532515162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2016/02/blogging-and-peer-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/2432665798532515162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/2432665798532515162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2016/02/blogging-and-peer-pressure.html' title='Blogging and peer pressure'/><author><name>IndianBooktuber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11746775730998371866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBNmpQ04XBMSkqJe6tHGiGs7SayoqZ3ogv6hi_D3GRIOxHrXTexlhuxXdF9DSSBEXHJWDn66X5URl8UjLqp3UHI6tqnVt9cEG0zgeT1scqXE5ZuH6cD0ovzbU0srKcRxdJE5omBnuvCE0/s72-c/blogger-image--796448203.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Kirti Nagar Kirti Nagar</georss:featurename><georss:point>28.643371 77.135712</georss:point></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457444854564819166.post-1106301362391317190</id><published>2015-11-01T23:02:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2015-11-01T23:02:58.262+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kids &amp; Parenting"/><title type='text'>Anything For the Kids</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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Sometimes it feels weird to be 21 and thinking about kids. Sometimes it doesn&#39;t feel weird at all. People are actually having kids at 21, I am just a single person who occasionally notes down some tips to raise her kids the right way. It isn&#39;t weird at all. Is it?&lt;/div&gt;
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Every once in a while I come across situations where I have to think like that. For example, that day when I saw a kid who was getting dragged behind his mother while the mother chatted with her husband as if they were just a newly wed couple. And then they stepped onto the escalator and I could still see that about 5-year-old kid being dragged. He could&#39;ve got injured. He could&#39;ve got killed. And what I could think of was if you&#39;re not ready to raise a kid, why do you even have one?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And then there are many incidents like these where I come across children who aren&#39;t paid much attention by their parents... their parents don&#39;t teach them proper manner, they don&#39;t invest time to help their kids differentiate between right and wrong, they don&#39;t help their child pick up good habits, they basically do nothing and I just keep making mental notes so that I don&#39;t turn out to be such a failed parent. I just want to be perfect for them.&lt;/div&gt;
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But, Manpreet, why write about it today on this blog? Because I just read a piece of advice by a very good blogger about how a personal blog is a sort of investment for your children. For when your children might want to know their parents more, these blog posts can help them understand better and I said, why not. Let it be. Let this be a blog where I share random musings. And isn&#39;t that what I have been doing since a long time?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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As I held the book in my hands, I couldn&#39;t foresee what was going to come. I was sure I would just read 50-60 pages and then get back to my work. Was I wrong? Way more than that.&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been reading Harry Potter series for the first time and it was time to read book 3. But after reading it, even though I loved it, I am feeling guilty. Why?&lt;/div&gt;
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Because I ignored everything else. I had to work and submit the work. But who cares about the job that pays my bills and helps me buy books? I had to post an article over here but who cares about the wonderful people who still keep coming to this ignored blog?&lt;/div&gt;
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I won&#39;t say I don&#39;t care. I do and that&#39;s the biggest reason why I am feeling guilty for now. I hadn&#39;t wanted to read it so long and ignore everything else. Did I mention I missed the gym too? That was something very unacceptable. After reading 300+ pages in one go, I was extremely tired and wasn&#39;t able to work on anything after that.&lt;/div&gt;
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This intensified my guilt and the feeling of sadness that crept over me even when I had completed reading a very fine book.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Solution?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When you do something bad once, you always have the chance to make sure you don&#39;t do it again. That&#39;s what I am going to do. From now onwards, I am not going to read a book more than 1 hour a day. Yes, that&#39;s it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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This might reduce the number of books I read or even make me fail in the 2015 book reading challenge on goodreads. But I am ready to face the consequences of my bad deeds. Are you?&lt;/div&gt;
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What&#39;s your scariest moment? You have always pretended to be interested in ghost stories and paranormal stuff and you have always boasted of how you never get scared of them. But one day, you are proved wrong. One day you experience the scariest moment of your life. How did it feel?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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More than being scared, didn&#39;t you feel a bit let down? And what if that happened when someone was around you? :P&lt;/div&gt;
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After watching supernatural T.V. series, I was sure that I cannot get scared. But the signs started coming. For example, when I was watching The Conjuring, I sort of gave a shriek while sitting in a movie hall. And the guy sitting beside&amp;nbsp;me, my best friend, couldn&#39;t help but make fun of me for that. It was hilarious, but then I denied that any voice left my mouth since 15 minutes. I was saved!&lt;/div&gt;
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But a few days back, the real scariest moment of my life happened.&lt;/div&gt;
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It was quite late in the night and I was all alone on my floor in the house. Everything was locked, but there was one thing missing which made me feel safe. My dog. My cute not-so-little furball. He decided to sleep with my parents today and thus I was all alone in an area of my house which was quite new to me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Everything was fine till late in the night. I was talking on the phone and suddenly I could see my air conditioner&#39;s temperature settings dropping automatically. It just went decreasing on and on. I couldn&#39;t figure out why was it happening? Could it be that my air conditioner malfunctioned? No, it cannot be. &amp;nbsp;Then what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I was so scared. I was numb for a while. It was something I dreaded the most while sleeping in this area of the house. It was happening. I nearly ran away from the&amp;nbsp;room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And this is the scariest moment of my life. What about you?&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;This post is part of October Prompts I am following for the month of October.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Attention everybody! I am again following a list of October prompts and so, you can expect a lot of more posts from me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Winter is one of my most favorite seasons. I love it. I love it so much that I have even done a &lt;a href=&quot;https://youtu.be/4c-1u84WpYw&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;sweater weather tag&lt;/a&gt; on my Finix Post youtube channel. But there are some things which I don&#39;t like about winter season. And today I am going to share that with you.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Chapped lips. My lips get flaky and as I don&#39;t exactly love following a skin care routine, I end up with horrible looking, non kissable lips. :P&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Getting out of a warm cozy bed and working. Why can&#39;t I just stay in bed forever?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Bathing. Because it is too cold.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Going to pee and that too more often. Why is there a system like that? We should need to answer the call of nature less often in fall. No?&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Not being able to eat ice-cream without getting ill. And everything cold...&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Not being able to drink cold milk for I love it and loathe warm milk.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Cold. Cold brings a lot of issues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Swelled up fingers for they look very ugly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;The fact that I procrastinate even more than I do in summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Getting stuffed up with clothes. You have to first wear so many of them, then take them off and repeat. It is such a cumbersome process. Isn&#39;t it?&lt;/li&gt;
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So, these are the 10 things I don&#39;t like about winter. What about you?&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/feeds/8768553134371174079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2015/10/10-things-i-dont-like-about-winter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/8768553134371174079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/8768553134371174079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2015/10/10-things-i-dont-like-about-winter.html' title='10 Things I don&#39;t like about winter'/><author><name>IndianBooktuber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11746775730998371866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKgbuvSZHJy_xkiq15HR7O3ebjMLV5x-Iio812nRoFlQyl4IHf4vwFzeBthnouKsuaJxWxjTjTx_vs5-C21sl_96cQl7Qzcubct7UhDaLivV3uXrdN-W7hEX22m58oF_BbrQTdc4lqdos/s72-c/final-600x400.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457444854564819166.post-8616784491645065244</id><published>2015-09-10T20:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2015-09-10T20:23:55.314+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Amazon.in Booktube-A-Thon Sale Book Haul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bE7BDlgaUsCsFayph4JceSiJRC0xcBTh2sXT5VsBrtZ0bz84IhcS_aqqBfWuThV_LDufKdnAabs3BcwhzaFgercs5PDA-Crqfa7EkTU8PIxvQle6dyZjEAmnHzYwbWyliHKz1w-S3O8/s1600/thumb+2.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3bE7BDlgaUsCsFayph4JceSiJRC0xcBTh2sXT5VsBrtZ0bz84IhcS_aqqBfWuThV_LDufKdnAabs3BcwhzaFgercs5PDA-Crqfa7EkTU8PIxvQle6dyZjEAmnHzYwbWyliHKz1w-S3O8/s1600/thumb+2.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Book shopping is one of my favorite pastimes these days. And I won&#39;t be lying if I say that my book reading habit got a big boost after I came across booktube. Watching people talk about books, share what they&#39;re reading, show their book collections etc is really inspiring. It compels you to pick up more books and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And when there is a sale... you just cannot control. One you want to read so many books and second you&#39;re getting a great discount on many of them... it is too much to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
So, when Amazon.in had a cool sale, I grabbed some titles which I have shared in this video. Hope you like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to booktube. You really get inspired by watching people talk about books, read books, having a huge book collection and I got inspired too. That&#39;s why I have my own booktube channel where I post videos every Wednesday. Today, I posted this video about the Books I read Last Month - July 2015.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;I read 7 books last month ranging in different genres like Young Adult, Travelogue, Fiction etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;In the video, I have showed which are the books I read and how was my experience with each book. I didn&#39;t include summary of the books because you know what! Some of them have been described in like 3 of my videos. I didn&#39;t want to repeat the same things again and again. So, I made a quick and short video showing you the books I read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;This month is going a bit slow because of the reading slump I face in the first half and the huge book that I am reading now. Tell me about you! Which book are you reading these days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcfjpqW1ah7pUuQc1rN26HG0IOSOVwTx3VO5wm_qhIPerf7XQdCA9-zXXCa_zfp4NajJJt0gXJ45Os3x64ciNOcQxSyOTDcXSdNCX-F15le2KKa4wXS6FMHdQIQOQJZR0g5I7AMPMsXs/s1600/THUMB1.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;373&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWcfjpqW1ah7pUuQc1rN26HG0IOSOVwTx3VO5wm_qhIPerf7XQdCA9-zXXCa_zfp4NajJJt0gXJ45Os3x64ciNOcQxSyOTDcXSdNCX-F15le2KKa4wXS6FMHdQIQOQJZR0g5I7AMPMsXs/s400/THUMB1.JPG&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/feeds/7285367736853119187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2015/08/books-i-read-last-month-ya-indian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/7285367736853119187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4457444854564819166/posts/default/7285367736853119187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manpreetkaur93.blogspot.com/2015/08/books-i-read-last-month-ya-indian.html' title='Books I Read Last Month || YA, Indian Authors, Book Series'/><author><name>IndianBooktuber</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11746775730998371866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/2yFeTTO80j0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4457444854564819166.post-714223739467997111</id><published>2015-08-24T11:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2015-08-24T11:00:59.258+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Working on the Indian Booktube Channel</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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Thanks for still sticking by this hardly updated blog. I won&#39;t lie. My priorities have been other blogs like &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Finix Post&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.startupchamp.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Startup Champ&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href=&quot;http://blog.brijraj.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Brijraj Blog&lt;/a&gt;. But I did miss writing over here. Would keep trying to update this blog as frequently as I can.&lt;/div&gt;
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So, here&#39;s something new for you - the Indian booktube Channel.&lt;/div&gt;
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It took me months to decide what is that one thing I want to talk about on Youtube. It had to be something which made me feel happy, content and fulfilled. At the same time, inspired and motivated. One fine day, it came to me just like that - books.&lt;/div&gt;
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Again no lies. There is quite a good scope of booktube channel in India. While there are many booktubers out there, there hasn&#39;t been an Indian Booktube Channel so far. Not that many. After a month, I was able to locate on active Indian Booktube Channel but they are new so who knows whether they would stick or not. There I found the opportunity and got ready to grab it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have been making videos every wednesday on my Indian booktube Channel and it would be amazing if you would &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCh1HFP6vj3LmmujJSSfRoog&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;check my channel&lt;/a&gt; and follow me there for more updates. Let me know if you&#39;re joining. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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How does your face look like when you are made to do something you don&#39;t want to do? What&#39;s the expression on your face when you&#39;re put in a situation you don&#39;t want to be in? In my case, it just shows on my face. Seriously! If I don&#39;t like a person, he/she can just tell it by my face no matter how I hard I try to be nice or try to like that person. If I don&#39;t feel comfortable at a place, you can tell it through my face.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And this means, I can&#39;t pretend to enjoy something if I don&#39;t enjoy it. But that definitely leads to lot of people being unhappy with you, lots of relationships breaking... But I found a way to overcome it. How?&lt;/div&gt;
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When you&#39;re put in a situation you don&#39;t like, try to create/do something you like in that situation.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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Let me explain by example. So, I hate family functions. I just don&#39;t enjoy them no matter how much I try. I hate those long marriages where you have to sit, eat and gossip. I don&#39;t even enjoy the food there. A few months back, I had to attend a marriage of a cousin. Now, I loved the cousin and really wanted to be a part of it cheerfully.&lt;/div&gt;
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But knowing myself, I looked for another way. And that way turned to be taking 100s of pictures. I suck at photography but still I tried... tried hundreds of pictures. Some of them got right and are still in my phone and some of them just got deleted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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In today&#39;s PhotoStory, I am going to share some of those pictures... all unedited ones... clicked by me or my friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Don&#39;t copy! :P &amp;nbsp;All of them are mind but still if you need to use them somewhere, it would be really good if you ask for my permission. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Right behind our college premises, a railway track passes by and whenever I used to ask my friends about where they were during break time or during bunk, I got this answer - &quot;Tracks&quot;. I was always curious to know about them. So, after a wait of 2 years, I got a chance to go there and get some photos clicked. Today, in the PhotoStory day 2, I am going to share some of those pictures.&lt;/div&gt;
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Did you ever get some pictures clicked on a railway track? If yes, share them with me on twitter &amp;nbsp;@manpreet1011&lt;/div&gt;
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Pictures help you memorize the precious moments of your life. They allow you to go back in the memory lane and relive the moments you cherished in your past. Right? Well, I think so but the problem with present world is that with a camera in each person&#39;s hand, we often forget to look back at the pictures we click, we just forget to cherish those precious moments of our life and live them again. I was doing the same until now. Now, I have taken up the decision to go and look for one picture in my computer and think of the memory behind it and share it over here in this #PhotoStory series.&lt;/div&gt;
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Got this clicked during the second college fest in 2012. That was the time when the college fest lasted till night and that was also the last college fest I attended. That was also the day India celebrated the Karva Chauth Festival. The day was pretty fun and this reminds me that I was thin once upon a time. LOL&lt;/div&gt;
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Whether I want to accept it or not, the truth is that I like this space more than any other space on the internet. If you don&#39;t know me, I am a blogger and I blog at several other places, some places I know and some places I don&#39;t even know. I have worked as a freelancer, blogger and ghost writer. Hundreds of my articles are published on internet without any mention of me and I guess I would never come across such articles and I don&#39;t mind. However, there are many articles that are published with good credits to me. There are blogs that are being solely handled by me and then there are some that allow me to work as a contributor but do I love being a part of all of them? Sometimes yes and sometimes no. But you know what, this blog is a place which always loved. Why?&lt;/div&gt;
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Because, here I can be me. In your life, you would visit hundreds of places, you would be in thousands of situations with thousands of different people but would love being a part of all those situations, no matter good or bad? You would love it if you&#39;re allowed to be what you&#39;re in such situations. If not, you would loathe being there. That&#39;s where the message lies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Seeking happiness isn&#39;t difficult. You just need to be yourself and let yourself be like that. There isn&#39;t any effort required to make that happen. If by any chance, you&#39;re struggling to be yourself, that means you need to change. You aren&#39;t being yourself. Being yourself is natural and yeah! I have used this phrase a lot many times but I hope you read and understand the importance of it. Would you?&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh little mirror! Please tell me.
What do I want to be? A bright shining light. Okay, so what does that mean?
Have you ever been in a situation where you have literally no idea about what
you want to be in your life? I mean, you spend years thinking over it. While
all the people around you were hanging out carelessly and never gave it a thought,
you were sitting with a book in your hand and having serious conversations with
your inner self. You pondered over a number of options and felt like finally, you
had discovered what you wanted to be. The story tale was going perfectly until
one day, you just lose everything. You lose your mind. You just become as
clueless as you had never imagined being. Finding out what you love becomes a
fruit that is hanging on a true planted on a cloud. Bad metaphor! But yeah! It
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Just when you thought you knew it
all and you would never have to have those serious conversations with your
inner self, you found yourself face to face with a person you never knew. Come
on! You are startled by the person who came out of you. You never knew someone
like that dwelled in your own body since years. A confused, clueless and
depressed energy booms out of you and casts a thick black spell on your life.
While everyone thinks you have all sorted out, you’re the one who wonders if
you have been covered with a mask or something like that. I mean, how is it
possible? You’re a different person and other people see an extremely different
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You’re so low in confidence and
other people find you inspiring because of your confidence. You have no idea
what you want to do with your life and other people try to quote your example
while talking about ‘doing what you love’. Your financial, personal and social
life is all messed up and somehow no one but you notices that. How can it be?
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What to do in such a situation? Talk
to someone? But to whom? Who would be divine enough to understand what you’re
going through? Who would be able to listen to the confusing you? And above all,
whom do you think you can look up to for advice when you yourself don’t know
what kind of advice you’re looking for? Confusing. &lt;/div&gt;
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But I guess this goes on with
every person. If it doesn’t, that would mean that that person never give much
thought about living life in real. Been there, done that. I have been a person
who was living an awesome cum all sorted out life for years. I was a great
planner but it turned out that destiny is the master planner and you can’t beat
it. My advice? For myself? Or for anyone going through a situation like this? Give
yourself time. Stop questioning what you’re doing. Just keep doing whatever new
you’re coming across and one day that viola moment would come when you would
actually figure out what you want to do with your life. &lt;/div&gt;
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But how would you recognize that &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;was the viola moment? When it
comes, that would be the thing which you would prefer to do to anything else.
That would be the life you would want. That would be the thing you would do
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As soon as gmail started working on my laptop, I got this irresistible urge to clutter my personal blog with lot of posts... LOT of posts. A while ago, due to some hate comments, I felt really demotivated and hence kinda stopped personal blogging and vlogging. It felt bad and it felt more bad because I stopped doing it because of a comment from some random person whom I didn&#39;t even know. It was stupid to get bothered because of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Anyways, as I am writing this post, you must know that I am getting over this bad state. And this definitely means that I am going to try many new things - beauty products review, fashion posts etc. I had always wanted to do both of these but the fear that people won&#39;t like it always stopped me. As I have a multi-niche blog, I have good male audience as well and I thought that if I started posting fashion and beauty related posts, my male audience would run away. But then female audience would have grown. Right? Moreover, when you open a blog, you always have a choice to read a post or not read it. If you don&#39;t want to read fashion and beauty related posts, skip them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Or maybe I can also include some fashion posts targeted for men to balance it out. What do you think? I am also thinking of doing a lot of website reviews, mainly shopping website reviews. In India, such websites are booming and not everyone knows about them or trusts each of them.&lt;/div&gt;
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We need to get over Flipkart. Seriously! I ordered a book a few days back and till yesterday it was shipped and then suddenly they sent me a message that your ORDER CANCELLATION request has been received. Seriously? It was lame. When I called customer care, they said my shipment was lost and therefore they cancelled the order (by saying that I made a cancellation request. Idiots! They are just losing their professionalism. Or maybe they didn&#39;t have any. Looks like they should hire me to learn some work ethics and how to be professional :P ;)&lt;/div&gt;
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My hand is paining like hell. I feel I have developed a permanent problem that is definitely because of typing all the time (except when I am sleeping)...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have this thing I need to study for and I haven&#39;t even started yet...&lt;/div&gt;
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It is so hot in here and I don&#39;t even have an air conditioner (things you can&#39;t afford in early days of self employment)...&lt;/div&gt;
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I can&#39;t think of good topics for my blog for fear of rejection has been overpowering me since months...&lt;/div&gt;
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My sleep has cast a demonic spell on my work schedule...&lt;/div&gt;
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There is so much happening which is stopping me from doing what I want...&lt;/div&gt;
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But still, I feel it is an accomplishment that I posted some good stuff without crying on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;my blog Finix Post&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Since January, I have decided to do 1 post daily on my blog but it was so difficult. Why? I have always blogged because of that inner feeling that asked me to write an article about something. But when you have to do it everyday, that inner feeling kinda fades away. You&#39;re left alone... wondering if you made the right decision.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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You try to convince yourself that 1 post per day isn&#39;t really necessary. You try to convince yourself that you should write less and promote more, because the latter is easier and require less brain. You try your best to procrastinate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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But then there are some lucky times when you actually manage to do the thing you want... like I did. Today is the fourth day... I have posted 4 new articles on FP without any delay or cheating (You can easily change publishing dates of articles). I feel so good about this and wish that this continues...&lt;/div&gt;
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Wish me good luck :)&lt;/div&gt;
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What about you? What have you been doing these days? I seriously want to get out of the phase of loneliness and need to talk to you guys. Would wait for your comments. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Sorry I haven&#39;t been here since a few days. I got caught up in a lot of work. The good news is &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Finix Post&lt;/a&gt; now has a new look and I hope you guys like it.&lt;/div&gt;
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Do you know that my Facebook friends now remember me more because of what I have been sharing on my Facebook timeline, not what I do #Blogging. Of course, my facebook timeline is usually flooded with new post links from my blog &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Finix Post&lt;/a&gt; but these days something else has been stealing the attention. Can you guess what it is?&lt;/div&gt;
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I love food, and yes, that&#39;s why I am so fat. Anyways, Today I thought of sharing some pictures which have been there on my facbook timeline. Food Photography...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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There are five pictures which I am going to share and this happens to be the first one - delicious chilli chicken. Seriously! It was so good that my bestie gathered up the courage to overpower the laziness and actually called me. How does this look?&lt;/div&gt;
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Next one is pakoras. Rain brought in the desire of eating these full of fat food in Indian Cuisine - pakoras. Yeah! background has some scrumptious banana pancakes which are my favorites this season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here comes the most popular dish from North India. Rajmah Chaawal. Well, this is what I cook every sunday so I thought why not share it with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Finally! I discovered a good place to eat south Indian Food in Chandigarh. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/karthik-a-must-try-place-for-south-indian-food-in-chandigarh/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Karthik&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I have done the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/karthik-a-must-try-place-for-south-indian-food-in-chandigarh/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;review of the restaurant here&lt;/a&gt;, in case you decide to follow my footsteps to be as fat as possible. :P&lt;/div&gt;
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It is difficult to be optimist
all day long. Come on! It is hell more than difficult, especially when you’re a
blogger. You sit at your rented apartment all day away from your home &amp;amp;
loved ones and look for ways to make your work better.&lt;/div&gt;
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When you work from home, the most
important thing is your ‘home’. Yes, how it looks, the color of the walls, the
placement of the furniture, all makes a difference. And this would be well
understood by the people who work from home. You just cannot work until it is
all perfect but I am a bit unlucky at that part. As I live away from my home,
it is always not so perfect. So, whenever I find myself too depressed to work,
I look for visiting home. Meeting my parents and my cute little Oscar gives me
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Luckily, a few days back, I
got a chance to meet my mom and at the same time, enjoy a family function. And
surprisingly, many of you wanted me to share about that. So, I am going to
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So, what’s the first picture I
click when I go home? If you follow me on twitter, you would know the answer.
The picture of my cute little Oscar. A few days back he got lost and that was
the dreadful time but luckily we got him back. And I feel so happy.&lt;/div&gt;
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The second best thing I like
about visiting home is this tea. I love it so much. I know how to make tea. I
know how to make a lot of dishes but nothing can match my mom’s talent. &lt;/div&gt;
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Then as I visited home for
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supposed to be wearing on the occasion. Have a look! &lt;/div&gt;
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This is my picture while I was
getting ready for the sangeet Ceremony. Do you know this was the first function
where I actually danced. I suck at dance and music but still, this time I just
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The marriage day was awesome. And
it had to be for I clicked a lot of pictures with the most beautiful lady of
this world – my mom. I love her so much.&lt;/div&gt;
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Oh! How can I forget the
sweetheart who loves me more than anyone else. My dad. I &amp;lt;3 both of them so much.&lt;/div&gt;
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And yeah yeah! None of my home
visits are complete without food. So, here’s something I loved at the marriage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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You know we work so hard but
often we forget our families who made us capable enough to work. We should be
thankful to them. Shouldn’t we? So, someone asked me how I would like to thank
my family. Well, by buying them a beautiful home in the city beautiful
Chandigarh. That&#39;s something I want really badly and I hope &lt;a href=&quot;https://housing.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;housing.com&lt;/a&gt; would
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I started working on a video today. The topic seemed pretty good and I was on it. The camera was set up, everything was ready - from shooting equipment to script. But I wasn&#39;t. When I started shooting, it just didn&#39;t feel right. I stopped making the video and ordered two medium Dominos Pizzas and ate them while watching Prison Break. Then I picked up the script, refined it and posted this article - &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/5-things-to-do-to-live-a-better-life/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Things to do To Live A Better Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Why am I telling you this? &amp;nbsp;Because I feel many of you might feel the same. Sometimes you just feel too forced to work on something. Of course, you took up the work because at one moment of your life, you thought you wanted that. But now, it just seems like that work was taken up by an alien. That person is certainly not you anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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And if you had been through such an experience, you would know what a pain it is to have something like that happen to you. You&#39;re too confused to figure out the next step you need to take. You&#39;re too confused to see what you should do and what you shouldn&#39;t. But what? What should be done at such times?&lt;/div&gt;
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I suggest, QUIT. You don&#39;t want to do it anymore. Accept it. Say it in front of your boss. And figure out what you want to do and do that instead. It is far better than being confused, stressed up and popping in an Aspirin every second day. Try it!&lt;br /&gt;
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Hey there! How have you been? It has been a long time since I posted here. In fact, it has been longer than I can imagine. Time runs so fast. Every day I think I would write an awesome post over here tomorrow and that tomorrow never comes. It is disappointing. But what I could do? Lack of motivation was the disease that was stopping me from posting over here. Whenever I wrote some post, I just hit the delete button thinking that no one would want to read that post and that happened so often.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Today, when I woke up, I decided this has to be the day to say good bye to that very bad and deadly disease, So, here I am, writing my new post on my Personal Blog PerCepTion&lt;/div&gt;
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What am I going to talk about today? How to overcome the fear of rejection and begin blogging?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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1. &lt;b&gt;Work on your Space:&lt;/b&gt; Do you know which is the most important thing that got me to work today? The theme. I just changed the theme of the blog and it looks so new and refereshing that I felt forced to write today. This works with any kind of work. Don&#39;t feel like working in the office anymore? Try to give a new look to your workspace and see the difference.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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2. &lt;b&gt;Re-visit your goals &amp;amp; passion: &lt;/b&gt;Life is more sort of a rat-run and in that, we just forget why we&#39;re running at the first place. I just forgot why PerCepTion is there. I didn&#39;t make it to get hundreds of followers and comments. I made it just to share whatever I want and let the people who are interested in my content, read it. But while handling &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.finixpost.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Finix Post&lt;/a&gt;, I got acquainted to the commercial side of blogging and that&#39;s when everything went wrong with PerCepTion. I wasn&#39;t writing for myself anymore. It took me time to figure out this thing and then I knew what I had to do. I sat at a place, took a notebook and started writing. I wrote about what I wanted to do and why am I not doing it. That cleared up my mind and see, you are finding me writing today. Right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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3. &lt;b&gt;Get Rid of Fear of Rejection: &lt;/b&gt;this is a tough job. You need to trick your mind but it is possible. What I do is try to magnify my arrogant nature and use it for my own benefit. I pamper myself, praise myself and pull myself out of the zone that makes me feel inferior and think of if people don&#39;t like my work and so on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Well, I just worked on these three and got myself out of this whole thing. I don&#39;t fear rejection now. I know many of you might find it useless to even visit this blog. But then I made it for my own self. I am not looking for getting lot of appreciation from what I do here. The important thing is what I do here is what I am and that is awesome. ;)&lt;/div&gt;
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While there are many people who
have nothing else to do than criticising the way I work, there are people who
still come to me and ask what’s next! I just can’t make myself work on the same
thing for a long time. I need new things.&lt;/div&gt;
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So, when people say why you are
even working on 5 blogs at same time, I am usually thinking of when I should
start another blog. Come on! There are so many topics that I haven’t covered on
my so-called multi-niche blog Finix Post. There are so many things which I want
to research about and share. Today, I thought of sharing a few ideas I would
want to work upon.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;Supernatural
Blog: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;People say educated people must not believe in paranormal activities.
One must not be superstitious. I am. I believe in every ghost story. I believe
that the other world exists and maybe there are demons that are surrounding us
and people like Dean Winchester are saving us from such troubles. Apart from
that, I have always wanted to research more about such paranormal incidents.
Also, a large part of such incidents still doesn’t exist on internet. I want to
dig it up and share what I find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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Blog:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt; When I was in 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt; standard, I started researching on the
Mughal Dynasty. I did a lot of research and the target was to prepare a kinda encyclopaedia
dedicated to Mughal Dynasty. My computer crashed and that work never got
printed on a piece of paper. But since then, there is been something in me that
is asking me to start reading about history. I would want to have a blog which
would just document stuff from history. Different kings and queens, dynasties
and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;Blog
about Gods:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt; Do you know that Nike is a name of a god? I always get fascinated
with the stories of Greek gods. India has such a rich history of gods. Hindu
gods and goddesses are hundreds in number and I would want to research about
them and share their stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;Information
Technology Notes: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;engineering wasn’t so good for me. The university changed
most of the syllabus and we ended up spending hours on internet trying to look
for the right material that could be written on the exam paper. And it did
waste a lot of my time. I could have spent that time working on some other good
blog or actually practicing what I study. Moreover, I strongly feel the need of
detailed but to-the-point notes of various subjects. I studied Information
Technology, so I wanted to document my notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;Women’s
Issues Blog:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt; Of course, there is this great magazine Women’s Health that
talks of a number of issues related to women but I want to cover this topic
from my perspective. Indian women need a lot more attention. Health issues,
relationship issues, work issues – all of it could have been discussed in such
a blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;Healthy
Living Blog: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-indent: -18pt;&quot;&gt;This is one of the most popular niches in blogging but I don’t
think people tap it in that good way. I haven’t come across much Indians who
talk of this niche in their blogs. It would have been a great piece of work if
I could work on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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These are the 6 ideas which often
pinch me. I so want to work on them but due to time constraints, I have to
sideline them. I hope I could take them up and work on them in future.&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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P.S. I uploaded my new YouTube Vlog. You might not like it :P But still, here I am gonna embed the video.&lt;br /&gt;
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Since the time I started posting regularly
on this blog, I have been showered with questions like “Why the pictures don’t
relate to your blog posts?” “Are they just for showing off your photography
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So, I thought why not answer this
frequently asked question in today’s blog post. See, it all depends upon the
way you are asking the question. If you have asked this question with a mindset
that the pictures that I post along with the blog post must be related to it,
then of course they’re related. How?&amp;nbsp;
Come on! How can you ask this question? I am a writer and I have this
unique way of relating things. And I must warn you not to ask me to show off
this skill I have had since the time I learnt communicating through language. I
can come with the weirdest explanation to why two particular things are
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If you have a different mindset
than the one mentioned above, I must tell you they are not related at all. I
have this huge folder which is filled with thousands of pictures of mine which
have never been used on internet. So, I pick up one good picture randomly and
post it with a blog post. Why? Why don’t I use some related image? Well, that
would need me either to go for a special shooting session or use stock images. &lt;/div&gt;
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One thing I have learned in my
blogging career is that your blog would never be unique enough if you use stock
images. It is always better if you use your own images/ images clicked by
yourself/ original images on your blog. Following this, I try to use my own
images on my personal blog. I can’t go for a special shooting session because
it won’t be feasible because of my time commitments on my other projects.
Moreover, the write-ups on PerCepTion come out of me randomly (yes, this is
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So, images aren’t related but
yep... they are original and I like it that way. &amp;nbsp;I don’t just feel the need of making them
related to the write-up. I just feel like adding a picture to each write-up
because that goes by the look of my blog and it feels good to have one. It’s
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I hope I have given a good
explanation for the answer. If I missed something, feel free to ask and I must
say I loved writing this FAQ. And I would want to do it more often. Any more
questions you want me to answer on my blog?&lt;/div&gt;
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As she stepped inside the steel
door etched with glass, she found herself confused and nervous. It was nothing
unusual. This place always did this magic trick of shooing away all her
confidence. She felt uneducated and under confident. Knowing all this, she kept
walking inside. She could feel the stares and cold air in the place. Nothing
was new. She had been to this place a number of times and it was always the
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She could see the confused faces
with their eyes wandering here and there yelling for some help. She could see
footsteps running here and there in hurry. &lt;i&gt;Why
is everyone so busy these days? &lt;/i&gt;She could see people on other side of the
desks, always looking frustrated. &lt;i&gt;Why did
they always behave like they were working for free? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Though she was known to the
atmosphere of this place, she never figured out which counter was meant for
which work. She could never find out the reception. So, she did what everyone
does. She walked to the nearest counter and asked, “Sir, I need to open a
current bank account. Would you please tell me the procedure?”&lt;/div&gt;
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Before she got herself ready to
listen to the answer, she heard two voices almost shouting at her, “What do you
need a current bank account for?” She felt as if she had asked for a formula to
develop a nuclear bomb. But she had prepared for this. She said, I am self
employed and I need a current account. She knew this wasn’t a sufficient answer
from the look she got from the two angry faces. She felt sorry to have
disturbed them but the harm was already done. Now, she needed to answer. And
she explained how she works from home and earns money and to make it count as
her work experience, she needs a current account.&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, that wasn’t really a good
explanation but that’s all she knew. She didn’t have much idea about it either.
Only thing she knew was she needed that account as early as possible. But those
two bank employees were too furious over this. “Mam, you cannot get a current
account unless you get a company registered in your name. Go to the Municipal
Committee Department and get a firm/company registered first.” Their voice made
it pretty clear that they didn’t want her in the bank premises. &lt;/div&gt;
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After a few moments of trying to
convince them that it was possible to get an individual current account, she
gave up. She thought those bank employees would obviously have more knowledge
about bank procedures than her. After all, she never studied accounts in her
engineering degree or even during school time. She decided to take a long
breath and call someone up to take some more advice about that. But mobile
phones don’t really help when you’re in need. Do they? &lt;/div&gt;
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After a couple of failed calls,
she gathered up her courage and went back and said, you just give me the form
for opening a current account. If those bank employees would have had guns
then, they would have probably shot her. That’s what she felt like when she
looked into their eyes. She always thought bank people have targets to match
and they need to open new accounts. So, they should rather assist her in the
procedure. But here, they were just asking her to get lost. &lt;/div&gt;
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When she found it difficult to
fight back, her eyes wandered towards the cabin of the bank manager. Her inner
voice yelled that she needed to talk to the manager. And what came out was,
“Can you let me talk to some other bank official, please?” That team of swat
cats got the vibe and they said you can talk to the lady at the back. Then she
went to that lady and asked her that she wanted to open a current account. The
lady quickly said it was possible and gave her the form and told her the
procedure. The task was done.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;If she had not thought of consulting some other person or let’s say, if
she had believed those two bank employees, she would have never got the work
done. We usually go to such places considering that at least bank employees
would know the procedures of their bank but that is seldom true in the country
like India. These people are given minute tasks to do in banks and they are so
ignorant that they don’t even try to know more just for the sake of general
knowledge. But when someone asks them for assistance, they turn into the next
genius born in the world. They behave like they know everything and can never
be wrong. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;And I am always left wondering, what’s the problem in accepting that
there are some things you don’t know about? If you never bothered your potato
shaped brain filled with grass to work and look for more information regarding
the work you do, why can’t you just accept that? What’s the problem in
accepting the defeat if you prepared for nothing but getting defeated?&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Did I tell you that I have been
watching a lot of movies these days? I wasn’t really a fan of movies before but
then I learnt of how movies can help me in my artistic ventures. After all,
making movies is an art that needs high expertise. You can’t make a movie just
like that. Of course, you can. Bollywood does that all the time. But to make a
good movie, you need to put in efforts – a lot of efforts.&lt;/div&gt;
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Yesterday night, as I was trying
to stay awake till late night, I started watching &lt;b&gt;The Avengers. &lt;/b&gt;This is a superhero film that has the best of
superheroes in lead role – Iron Man (Robert Downey), Captain America (Chris
Evans), Hulk (Mark Ruffalo), Thor (Chris Hemsworth), Black Widow (Scarlett
Johansson), Hawk Eye (Jeremy Renner) and Loki (tom Hiddleston). &lt;/div&gt;
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The latter one is the bad guy of
the story who is seeking for vengeance against his brother Thor. To work on his
evil plan, he steals an extremely powerful device that would open the gates of
other world to Earth and call on the war. The superheroes get together to fight
the villain.&lt;/div&gt;
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If you’re wondering what I would
say for the latter part of this article i.e. What makes me love Hollywood
Movies... Read on! &lt;/div&gt;
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I have grown up watching Bollywood
movies (Hindi Language) which are often created from commercial point of view.
At least the ones I used to see were of that nature. Such stories, the most
successful ones in the Bollywood Box Office, are usually yuck! Seriously, there’s
no proper script writing, no attention paid on detailing and no hard work done
on filming a perfect flawless scene. It is very common to expect change of bike
the hero is riding on in the climax scene and so on. No one cares.&lt;/div&gt;
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But, in the Hollywood movies like
&lt;b&gt;The Avengers, &lt;/b&gt;a lot of work is done
on the script, screenplay and special effects. Each detail is considered important. For example, in a scene the Iron
Man points out a guy who was playing a game on his office computer. Once the
scene ends, the focus goes back on the same guy who starts playing the game
again. That small part of the movie shows how fine the script was written and
such parts add extra punches to the script. &lt;/div&gt;
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The most hilarious scene of the
movie is of course when Loki points out to Hulk that he is a god and Hulk was
nothing but a human turned monster, Hulk pulls him by his legs and beat him up.
Badly. When hulk moves out... Loki is shown squeaking like a puppy. It is so
funny. I loved it and I know everyone who watches movies with great attention
loves such minute but awesome parts of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;
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Such things are often ignored in
Bollywood movies for the director focuses more on what dress heroine is wearing
instead of what she is supposed to do in the scene. &lt;/div&gt;
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So, in the end, I would say The Avengers is a really good movie. Did I really need to mention that ?&lt;/div&gt;
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My Ratings: 4/5&lt;/div&gt;
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