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&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #b45f06;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grilled Lemon Chicken @ home &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;**No griller or oven required!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Serves 2-3&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Preparation Time = 1 hour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Cooking time = 20 mins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Boneless chicken &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;½ Kg&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Curd&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 200gms&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Ginger garlic paste&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;2 tbsp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;(Paste can be made with 1 inch garlic piece and 10 garlic cloves in a grinder)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Red chilli powder&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;3 tsp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Turmeric powder&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1 tsp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT-BR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Garam masala&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1 tsp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT-BR&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Tandoori chicken masala&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;3 tsp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Mustard oil (to shallow fry)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;3 tbsp&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Lemon&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Salt &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; To taste&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Onion (cut in blocks)&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1, for grilling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Coriander leaves&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;To garnish&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Wash and flatten the chicken pieces slightly with the flat of the knife. Put chicken, curd, salt, red chilli powder, turmeric powder, garam masala and ginger garlic paste in a bowl and mix with your hand. Coat each piece evenly. Cover the bowl and keep in fridge for an hour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Now heat mustard oil in a nonstick pan and bring to its smoking point. Now fry the marinated chicken pieces on medium flame till light brown. Take off the pan. Put the chicken on skewers, with alternating pieces of onions. Now remove all the oil from this pan, and place the skewers. Put in the chicken masala and grill the chicken on all sides, till brown and feel crisp.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Plate the grilled chicken on skewers (or without them) on a tray and squeeze a lemon on them. Garnish with chopped coriander and serve hot with green coriander or mint chutney.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;P.S. Instead of frying first, you can directly grill on the skewers or without them. Tastes the same, just takes a little more time to cook.&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://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3110479961476776906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/06/grilled-chicken-at-home-5-star-style.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/3110479961476776906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/3110479961476776906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/06/grilled-chicken-at-home-5-star-style.html' title='Grilled Chicken at home - 5 star style!'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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/AVvXsEiTlQE-jUEZFMd1w-Z2Wwu6Xh2_hCVorw7MGmBRKRaoZAIf_e6fDlBwF65sFz8vPM5fDG-k1qd-XXg_Vmpp9hmZmWwLvLxk6eV91ZaYcuZrVe37FGycxmOLxaCzNb1MrKGPKEqnzfidim0/s72-c/DSC01010.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-4546676278131061858</id><published>2011-06-28T17:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-28T17:29:28.087+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anti pollution"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="clean"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="green"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pollution"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shor machao"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="smoke"/><title type='text'>SHOR MACHAO - A new initiative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;I am just like you - a simple service class Indian. A good lifestyle managed by a decent IT job here, pay my taxes, watch some movies during a month, go shopping with friends and spend some fun time with my family. I do bother about pollution, population, and politics at times – but these occasions are very rare, and maximum I believed I could do was not to litter, donate wherever the need be, and to avoid using plastic bags to the extent possible. I believed my bit was done. I was wrong. Something happened yesterday that stirred a thought lying dormant for quite some time now – what more can we do?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;I was in an auto, on the way to work. The road doesn’t have too much traffic, it’s not a one way, but does have lots of trucks also using that route. I was in the best of my formal wear, all excited to reach office, and get ready for a presentation. I was thinking about the slides, just when a truck crossed us coming from the opposite side, and there came a rush of thick black smoke hampering the view along with the ability of my lungs to pull oxygen out of the air I was breathing all this while. The driver almost looked away; I tried covering my mouth and nose with my arm trying hard not to choke. I felt like going back and taking a bath all over again. After about 100 meters, I could breathe normally. That’s when I saw how poor little kids in the school van next to my auto were coughing and also giggling at what that truck did. I felt a sense of pity. Kids tend to laugh things off, but I knew what actually that smoke had done to them. No wonder the cases of Asthma are on a rise amongst young children in &lt;st1:country-region w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;India&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Last night before I could go to sleep, something struck me. What if there was a speeding car ahead of my auto, just when the autowala turned his face away trying hard to breathe? What if there was a bike ahead of us, and the auto hit it by mistake? What if there was a kid crossing the road just then? What if to avoid such a thing, the driver turned the steering really hard and went down the road and hit some tree?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am grateful to God none of the above happened, but it’s high time we all did something to make the possibility of these zero. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;What can an average Indian do? We are no brand masters to start an antipollution NGO or move courts to make the traffic police more accountable. Right? I thought the same as well. I could hear my mom’s nagging voice that how I keep wasting my time around, sleep on time, eat on time, etc etc.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I thought - ‘even this time she’s gonna nag me 4-5 times over this issue I’ve taken up, and then by next week I’m gonna forget all about this’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;And then it happened. I knew of the 2 very basic things we can do to stop pollution on our roads. All it needs is patience, and the belief that WE CAN CHANGE THINGS.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ListParagraph&quot; style=&quot;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria; mso-bidi-font-family: Cambria; mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;1.&lt;span style=&quot;font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Whenever we see a polluting auto, car, truck, bus, bike or a scooter, we should drive just next to the vehicle and politely tell the driver that his vehicle is emitting too much smoke, and needs immediate repair as its making hard for others near the vehicle to even breathe. It takes hardly 15 seconds to say ‘Bhaiya, isko repair karva lo. ’ And then we can drive away. It’s a human nature to take heed of the situation when one keeps getting nagged by others once a week! And if this initiative gets a wider reach, the same driver can face this embarrassment at least 2-3 times a day. It won’t be too long before he decides to get it repaired.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ListParagraph&quot; style=&quot;mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;&quot;&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria; mso-bidi-font-family: Cambria; mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-list: Ignore;&quot;&gt;2.&lt;span style=&quot;font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Whenever we try hailing an auto, we should never get into the one which is emitting smoke or making too much noise, as the autos in &lt;st1:city w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st=&quot;on&quot;&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and Pune usually are. At the same time, we should tell the auto driver the reason we are not taking his auto. If we already are in such an auto, and then we see that it’s polluting way too much, just cut Rs. 5 from his fare. After a bit of argument we may want to give it back, but we must put our point across first. If all of us start doing this, it won’t be long before these auto drivers realize that just a running auto is not enough. It has to run pollution free.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Mother Nature deserves much better than what its current plight is. And even we can do much better than we currently are. So let’s put our voices together, make that yell stronger and louder. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;That’s why we’ll call it - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #4f6228; font-family: Cambria; font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt;&quot;&gt;Shor Machao Inititiative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Because sometimes it’s necessary for us to scream when the deaf cannot hear nature’s cry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Seeking your support and belief,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Cambria;&quot;&gt;Ashima Lohia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4546676278131061858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/06/shor-machao-new-initiative.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/4546676278131061858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/4546676278131061858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/06/shor-machao-new-initiative.html' title='SHOR MACHAO - A new initiative'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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/AVvXsEg-xSnw6VMEd1HOEbPSsEz91s7ZX_vBJgIRf6mpKb_2ObT6g07keeqFQ5-7dBFamverUx6B4pUlllbaxF4FdBlz5RGPpL0V9P6VzyQiWvK_TVxhcrVMRd968-dl7AFUwuo-wm2mpCmlbGk/s72-c/SM.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-7621033292610736923</id><published>2010-12-27T23:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:20:09.901+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Age"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>0 to 100 and Back!</title><content type='html'>&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/AVvXsEgRM8CyUOy8NvTIQk2DkMBqa2ftXHt8PoY6rJbB4m7mqKLPeMyoM2V9I9rQWeX87gSDJT5cvR_utreQMlpChOlg_D_eVPZckeYzizHaPwqeEnS4AIYYYZInZvKb4uQioE6Ozc2ZNIqLrqU/s1600/236.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; n4=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRM8CyUOy8NvTIQk2DkMBqa2ftXHt8PoY6rJbB4m7mqKLPeMyoM2V9I9rQWeX87gSDJT5cvR_utreQMlpChOlg_D_eVPZckeYzizHaPwqeEnS4AIYYYZInZvKb4uQioE6Ozc2ZNIqLrqU/s200/236.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I came across this thought many a times before, but today i read it in some old fwd from a friend, and it somehow seemed to have all the right words! Its not originally mine, and I respect the authr&#39;s thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;George Carlin&#39;s Views on Aging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is&amp;nbsp; when we&#39;re kids? If you&#39;re less than 10 years old, you&#39;re so excited about&amp;nbsp; aging that you think in fractions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;How old are you?&quot; &quot;I&#39;m four and a half!&quot; You&#39;re never thirty-six and a&amp;nbsp; half. You&#39;re four and a half, going on five! That&#39;s the key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&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/AVvXsEgYkxl1VA8fE9r9niYN1NZSZEtni64t5vvnh2nun18yB-HAfqkxAtXBTUfS_wfCpb7Uqs6zw77HWUfFOtsbsMf9JRtREp8XqthKZbS74mPs2V9iiZDY1yq_4HOaFhrEbZNDpAg73vO3Nc0/s1600/young-child-businessman-on-white-background--8.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; n4=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYkxl1VA8fE9r9niYN1NZSZEtni64t5vvnh2nun18yB-HAfqkxAtXBTUfS_wfCpb7Uqs6zw77HWUfFOtsbsMf9JRtREp8XqthKZbS74mPs2V9iiZDY1yq_4HOaFhrEbZNDpAg73vO3Nc0/s200/young-child-businessman-on-white-background--8.jpg&quot; width=&quot;133&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;You get into your teens, now they can&#39;t hold you back. You jump to the&amp;nbsp; next number, or even a few ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;How old are you?&quot; &quot;I&#39;m gonna be 16!&quot; You could be 13, but hey, you&#39;re&amp;nbsp; gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . You become 21.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Even the words sound like a ceremony . YOU BECOME 21 YESSSS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like&amp;nbsp; bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There&#39;s no fun now, you&#39;re&amp;nbsp; Just a sour-dumpling. What&#39;s wrong? What&#39;s changed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you&#39;re PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the&amp;nbsp; brakes, it&#39;s all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your&amp;nbsp; dreams are gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;But wait!!! You&amp;nbsp;MAKE it to 60. You didn&#39;t think you would!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;HOW TO STAY YOUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay &quot;them.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening,&amp;nbsp; whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Never let the brain idle. &quot;An idle mind is the devil&#39;s workshop&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And the devil&#39;s name is Alzheimer&#39;s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Enjoy the simple things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The only person, who is&amp;nbsp; with us our entire life,&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Surround yourself with what you love , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whether it&#39;s family, pets,&amp;nbsp; keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If it is unstable,&amp;nbsp; improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Don&#39;t take guilt trips. &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Take a trip to the mall, even to the next&amp;nbsp; county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER :&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: Georgia, &#39;Times New Roman&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,but by the moments&amp;nbsp; that take our breath away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7621033292610736923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/12/0-to-100-and-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/7621033292610736923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/7621033292610736923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/12/0-to-100-and-back.html' title='0 to 100 and Back!'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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/AVvXsEgRM8CyUOy8NvTIQk2DkMBqa2ftXHt8PoY6rJbB4m7mqKLPeMyoM2V9I9rQWeX87gSDJT5cvR_utreQMlpChOlg_D_eVPZckeYzizHaPwqeEnS4AIYYYZInZvKb4uQioE6Ozc2ZNIqLrqU/s72-c/236.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-8210251718876034128</id><published>2010-12-26T11:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-26T12:08:56.448+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="perfect"/><title type='text'>The Idea of Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;m:smallfrac m:val=&quot;off&quot;&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val=&quot;0&quot;&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val=&quot;0&quot;&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val=&quot;centerGroup&quot;&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val=&quot;1440&quot;&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val=&quot;subSup&quot;&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val=&quot;undOvr&quot;&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;  &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2aAvI16WVC6DSnJQKVp5yNM8X8P7CcIweMooP3B51_iDZgepJpt8NJaTSIrIh1SYyQ0ZpsYOKUZRmmAgQibF1-IZnHnycb5llUW2rpEA3FpL06gk_wwQWwnMldwYfZexum9u6BjBVMM/s1600/happy_success_and_happiness-300x270.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/AVvXsEjS2aAvI16WVC6DSnJQKVp5yNM8X8P7CcIweMooP3B51_iDZgepJpt8NJaTSIrIh1SYyQ0ZpsYOKUZRmmAgQibF1-IZnHnycb5llUW2rpEA3FpL06gk_wwQWwnMldwYfZexum9u6BjBVMM/s1600/happy_success_and_happiness-300x270.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A tall handsome man, not dark, but just fair enough for his masculine features to be evident, chiseled jaw, and deep brown eyes, dark hair and broad forehead, and smelling of musk and wood in winter evening, on his knee, with a smile on his lips and ring held between his fingers, looking admiringly at you and you can feel in fast breath and his pounding heart wishing you to be his forever. And in your heart of heart you always knew this dream of yours would come true. All you wanna do now is say ‘Yes’ and live that bliss forever with that special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Or you are that one guy who has been searching for that soul mate ever since you knew what love could mean, and you finally think you found it in your best friend? She’s been with you since as long as you remember, and she’s that perfect girl who can be your passionate partner, your adorable buddy and your wife all at once. She’s your strength and weakness, but you still can’t seem to realize how did that feeling of friendship changed to love! But one thing you know for sure is that you want her to be yours forever, and what’s making you smile now is that same feeling you can sense in the way she looks at you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;If all of what we want comes true, what fun would it be to dream anymore? To try anymore? To wait for a surprise? to wait or that special weekend? To plan those trips? The real fun is in the chase, and we all know it! That courtship period is a million times sweeter than that final day when you exchange the rings! Why? Because nothing can be compared to that anticipation, that heart which seems to be pounding inside your chest, those eyes which keep sending prayers heavenwards every second moment, and finally that joy when it all comes true. But even when it doesn’t, don’t keep regret, cos you did all that you could to make your dream come to life. That’s what life is about – to die without regrets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Even when nothing is perfect, you can try making it. And good thing is, perfect keeps moving its flag post! So it can actually get better every time. Have a bad relationship? So what if its not the perfect thing to have. No one wants a messed up relationship. Try putting in more efforts, try looking at that side of his/her which was never shared till now. It’s a simple fact – when you want things to get better, stop doing what’s not working.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;God is just playing chess with us. His move is not a challenge, it’s an opportunity, and our move is Life. Dreams come true, when he just places his pawn at the exact square when we wanted him to! But even when he doesn’t, big deal! Game’s not over just there anyways, right? One good thing again, God never checkmates us, till we finally give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDnjc7mnb0QTnn56AgY8SRuNZ5S2JzSXc9mQxTdgwQsf-1Qj3ZXJVp51p0D5XsFq2YR_kRFo4YvcN7rtjAUPIVFfHT6h9ZVYkOURuJ5i304Q4tc3KIKDfYXiF89F1LOoKOtWCq8MNzyTY/s1600/images.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;135&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDnjc7mnb0QTnn56AgY8SRuNZ5S2JzSXc9mQxTdgwQsf-1Qj3ZXJVp51p0D5XsFq2YR_kRFo4YvcN7rtjAUPIVFfHT6h9ZVYkOURuJ5i304Q4tc3KIKDfYXiF89F1LOoKOtWCq8MNzyTY/s200/images.jpg&quot; width=&quot;200&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Live life to the fullest,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Dream big, Try harder,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Love more, Forgive easily and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Smile like it all is just the way you wanted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&#39;Cos another good thing about perfect is –&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I had a colleague at my work place, who was tormented by everyday jokes about him that he watches every single thing that hits the screen on Friday! Well, I wont name him, and neither am I anywhere close to how he is!!! I am just a fan of this one source of entertainment which lets me see life from someone else’s eyes for a while and makes me think, ponder at times, and at others , just helps me believe in many a thing long forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;
I’ll list down here a few of my all time favorites and also the ones many are ushering me to watch. I’ll probably grab a DVD once I finish this post J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;If Only&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;This is for a die hard romantic! I believe that two people having a crush on each other, if watch this movie together, would be proposing within ten mins of coming out of the theatre! Well for now, you guys only have the laptop to your rescue. The movie is about a couple who’s living in, and in takes almost a tragedy to convince the career minded guy, how important is love in life.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Serendipity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Oh…This sweet mush is the one which can make you start believing in coincidences and miracles! Well, serendipity means ‘a lucky coincidence’ and the movie is true to its every bit. The characters are cute and lovable, and the ending….you’ve to find out yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Well, I’m not mentioning only romances here, but this one needs a mention. Not because its very different or super classy, its just natural and like an everyday thing. Its about how one needs to move on, and how well the guy knew his girl would need him even after he’ll be gone..Gerard butler is just plain awesome here!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;Before sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;This movie is a sequel to ‘Before Sunrise’, which I’m yet to watch. &lt;br /&gt;
The movie is like a camera following the girl and the guy throughtout that one day. Its like one long scene. They’ve met after almost 10 yrs, and its about it all goes with them. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;George Clooney! Oh he looks just so adorable in the movie. It’s a comedy and a very fast paced one with a good plot. Its about how he meets the mom of his daughter’s classmate, over a very demanding day at work, they miss the school bus, their meetings are all about to be ruined…so they thought….Must watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;9 Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;This is the one salaam namaste took after. Esp the latter half, but this one’s far too better. Hugh grant is at his usual best. A good romantic comedy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Calisto MT&#39;, serif;&quot;&gt;One of the best animations ( after wallE) not for the visual effects but for the story is as good as any real life plot! The fishes no longer seem cartoons,you’ll almost fall in love with Nemo by the end!&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I just need to think of one thing to take me back to where I was last night, into my soul. And what do I think of? I just look around my empty room, my cellphone with no msgs I’ld love to reply,and no calls I am waiting for. There I am. And lonliness stands there mocking me, as if saying,”You thought I’d left you for good when you were just out partying with your friends? Or when you just chat for long hours on the phone, or are busy msging or email? Oh poor dear, I was just playing around with you! You can try as much as you want to escape, I am gonna be right there waiting for you everytime your day ends…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did I always overrate love? Or was it not just me? I feel I am sure, that maybe I think I know it. Well, who am I kidding. I am so confused. We all expect a miracle to happen in our lives, the person we’d always imagined of, coming into our lives in the strangest of coincidences, and making us believe that it was always meant to be. We do it, don’t we? If not expect, let’s say, we hope for it. And that’s when the lightning strikes. The person we fall in love with us, is just not that into us, or we’re less of a priority than their careers, which I’m sure these days have become a very polite way of turning away, or rarely is honest or courageous enough to le us know there’s someone else in their life. Now the sad part, the most beautiful things to us are then said by the person who just doesn’t matter that much! Or someone for whom we can clearly see it’s all a game, and it doesn’t mean anything to him. So there it goes, maybe our last chance to happiness, lost to our heart’s will, which ironically was searching for happiness…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you know why I was happy now? Because I realized our heart is just designed to love. It gets hurt, and then fixes itself and starts working again. Like a self repairing clock. It can do no other work the best way, as it can show time. Sometimes it does take time, days months years…But then it happens. Somewhere the heart’s urge to love again, and your mind’s will to get you out of the pain, like an alarm that goes off in the morning of an exam, no matter how badly you wanna go to sleep, that alarm and your mind just push you out of the bed!&lt;br /&gt;So let your heart do some good to you now, and you be nice to it. Let it love again. Don’t punish a part of you for someone else’s mistake. You might say that ‘even in state of despair and misery, I’m thinking good for others around me, close to me, who matter.’ But , what we feel matters only to us. What we say and do, is what matters to people around. Thoughts are not just a few electric pulses in our brain until they mean something for someone else. Give them a chance to see how you feel, and how you can make them feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a girl I honestly I’ve so many times that we have to go through so much pain in life, its so hard at times, but we just cant run away from it. Why are we so emotional, and the heart breaks just happen to us, and so on. Yesterday I was watching a movie, and this pregnant wife tell her husband –“I met the doctor today. It’s a girl.” As I watched the scene, the words just entered me and a tear left. How can I ever be miserable for trivial things? I could imagine the smiles on my parents faces when I was born. And I said to myself – “anything that starts with happiness, should never end in tears.” And I am talking about life here. It has no end. And so there’s no longer any place for tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I come back to my room that night, and Lonliness was there as usual. He looked at me for a second, smiled with the look of a person playing poker who realizes somehow that the opponent’s cards are so much better, and that he’s lost a big pool. It felt as if he was surrendering to me, as he took his jacket and closed the door behind him as he left. That night I slept, with no dreams. Just a smile, that I’ve learnt to be happy, &lt;em&gt;and to love again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6531009789908980717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/11/learn-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/6531009789908980717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/6531009789908980717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/11/learn-again.html' title='Learn again'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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/AVvXsEhy2lMM8GdDaY3NaF9Rgj1NZ8mtQ3j6y6zOK02W98ZTdGt7NPYQ78VyakhMHUMoSHbdiBB3eq36p1sykTqvv4rEnMTlsPSY9WxjYdmXHJorkbrb1AZ11S3kiGuytbJZCwQR97bTcowYAPg/s72-c/loneliness.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-7276081157608723174</id><published>2010-03-24T10:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:38:29.484+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>All I Need...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Th4VnMMjfpiyg9RRMlZ8gZFIV7Q6Ps1Nithta1CSc6Mh_B8lxMDK5kGulLghqU4HzbiMC02e4-Vi6jN0n6737oMA_tl4swZQn5wN3xMvtwToNBDdogg3HTzSw5h8CS7QTUTGc5PEu4E/s1600/5328_101061068106_644673106_2327720_4491067_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452060864228626610&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Th4VnMMjfpiyg9RRMlZ8gZFIV7Q6Ps1Nithta1CSc6Mh_B8lxMDK5kGulLghqU4HzbiMC02e4-Vi6jN0n6737oMA_tl4swZQn5wN3xMvtwToNBDdogg3HTzSw5h8CS7QTUTGc5PEu4E/s320/5328_101061068106_644673106_2327720_4491067_n.jpg&quot; style=&quot;display: block; height: 282px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 307px;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I see a baby smiling,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or a blooming rose,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I think of is what fills our hearts,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and how each day it grows.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the sun sets, moon starts to shine,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and then darkness starts to fade,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when lonesome someone strolls on the beach,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to keep him company, a shadow is made.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such is the love of a moon that is,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a million miles away,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the thoughts of losing and parting still,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in a corner of heart they stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If i&#39;m out of my time and I could pick one day,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one moment to live it again as new,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of all the days i&#39;ve lived this life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;d pick the day i first met you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Cos if I know today what Love is,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its all becasue of you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every moment that i have lived,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and every breath I&#39;m yet to take,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is my gift to you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for love is all I can make.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;m in a lot of debt in life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I dont own a thing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I have are the beads of memories,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and you are the string.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I&#39;m lost in deep,come to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and embrace me tight and close,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all I ever need is you so near,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as fragrance to its Rose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&#39;ve vowed to be yours,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this life and again,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just make me believe you wont go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with you beside me, months are just moments,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;else this life just tends to slow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I cant be more sure than that here I am,alive;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, I love you so true,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I need is heart for me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and forgiveness for the mistakes I do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything I do...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple; font-family: georgia;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I do it for You....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7276081157608723174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-i-need.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/7276081157608723174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/7276081157608723174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-i-need.html' title='All I Need...'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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/AVvXsEi8Th4VnMMjfpiyg9RRMlZ8gZFIV7Q6Ps1Nithta1CSc6Mh_B8lxMDK5kGulLghqU4HzbiMC02e4-Vi6jN0n6737oMA_tl4swZQn5wN3xMvtwToNBDdogg3HTzSw5h8CS7QTUTGc5PEu4E/s72-c/5328_101061068106_644673106_2327720_4491067_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-3838203269490102447</id><published>2009-10-30T14:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:42:09.835+05:30</updated><title type='text'>काश...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;आज फिर किसी की याद आई, और होश गुम सा है,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;छुपानी हैं ये भीगी पलकें , काश रात का पहरा होता,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;रह रह कर खो जाते हैं उनके ही ख्यालों में,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;जो भी नज़र उठाकर देखता है हमें कभी, काश उनका चेहरा होता...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;लौट आए हैं आज फिर इन दीवारों के पीछे,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;पर ख़ुद को उनके ही पास छोड़ आए हैं,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;जब ना चाहते हुए उनसे अलग हो रहे थे हम,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;काश तब बस दो पल और वक्त ठहरा होता ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3838203269490102447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/3838203269490102447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/3838203269490102447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_30.html' title='काश...'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-5927141488917693327</id><published>2009-10-30T14:40:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:42:40.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'>इंतज़ार</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;सुबह से शाम तो हो जाती है,शाम से रात नहीं होती,&lt;br /&gt;
रात से सुबह को उम्र लग जाती है जब उनसे बात नहीं होती...&lt;br /&gt;
नम आँखें ढूँढती रहती हैं उन्हें, जब काले बादलों से बरसात नहीं होती,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;चेहरा मिल जाता है उनका, हाथों में हाथ भी होता है ख्यालों में,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;पर साँसे रुक जायें उनके सामने आते ही ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #660000;&quot;&gt;ख्यालों में ऐसी मुलाकात नहीं होती....&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5927141488917693327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/5927141488917693327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/5927141488917693327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='इंतज़ार'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-8738073548923914941</id><published>2009-10-30T14:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:39:27.481+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Is it fair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Life is being so unfair and I ask the question,&quot;&lt;em&gt;Why? - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;does it all start with a smile, and end in a sigh..&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;All I asked for was a chocolate cake with a cherry on the top,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;Am I sure of it?&quot;,&lt;/em&gt; oh the question doesnt even crop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;But life brought me a chocolate brownie,with cream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;fruits, jellies, nuts and sweet sauce,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;with eyes wide open I looked at it and spoke after a long pause - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh but I loved that &#39;not-so-perfect&#39;, that simplicity,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;and the feeling at which my heart used to stop,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;It doesnt matter but if life gives me more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;all I wanted was my chocolate cake,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #20124d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;with just a small cherry on the top...&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8738073548923914941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-it-fair.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/8738073548923914941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/8738073548923914941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-it-fair.html' title='Is it fair?'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-1549515255335833997</id><published>2009-07-14T13:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:53:03.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Moment of truth</title><content type='html'>There&#39;re times when I close my eyes and yet stare at the open sky,&lt;br /&gt;looking back at the moments gone and sometimes I just wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;There had been times when I lost to life &amp;amp; faced it with a sigh-&lt;br /&gt;yet there were times of trivial unexpected victories called &#39;moments of high&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder at the feeling of love when his gaze can make her shy,&lt;br /&gt;but I doubt the heart of man when on the streets I see a hungry baby cry.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how over small issues we worru and make them magnify,&lt;br /&gt;yet when the real challenge comes to shine out, we just let the moment go passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the green grass, under the same wide blue sky when I lie,&lt;br /&gt;I just think - are we fit to live,&lt;br /&gt;if we dont discover for what can we die!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1549515255335833997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/therere-times-when-i-close-my-eyes-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/1549515255335833997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/1549515255335833997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/therere-times-when-i-close-my-eyes-and.html' title='Moment of truth'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-8876619815018832323</id><published>2009-07-09T01:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:05:17.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Black Bird</title><content type='html'>Sitting by the window, lost in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I saw a little black bird flying in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Its wings were wet and yet how it danced,&lt;br /&gt;Was there when I wished I was a child again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expecting success, longing for love, wishing we had it all,&lt;br /&gt;How long do you think this way the innocence will remain?&lt;br /&gt;Count the sleepless nights you’ve had, the moments you cried and prayed-&lt;br /&gt;When you knew you’d give your life for it, but that was all in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had times when we ran so hard to reach that peak dreamt of,&lt;br /&gt;But now look back at the journey you missed, still worth was the gain?&lt;br /&gt;If we keep missing out on the real life around us,&lt;br /&gt;For how long will we be sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will live for myself and expect no more, I thought&lt;br /&gt;again today, with my arm resting on the window pane.&lt;br /&gt;This world owes you nothing; it was here before you came,&lt;br /&gt;I’d lost many and I lost much, realized as I went down the memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a new day, a new sun, a new life,&lt;br /&gt;Today there’s no place in my heart for pain.&lt;br /&gt;If not for that black bird I would not have known,&lt;br /&gt;I thank thee O black bird, and thank you rain…</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8876619815018832323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-bird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/8876619815018832323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/8876619815018832323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/black-bird.html' title='The Black Bird'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-289765910995309640</id><published>2009-03-24T12:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:13:35.227+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Uncertainity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;I love it when i am without an umbrella and it starts raining on a sunny day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;Oh this is the beauty of life, when you don&#39;t always have a say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;That mystery of the unknown , those crossed fingers, that hope is what is nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;What fun would it be in knowing its a 6,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:georgia;&quot;&gt;before you even throw the dice???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/289765910995309640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/uncertainity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/289765910995309640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/289765910995309640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/uncertainity.html' title='The Uncertainity'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-1812366930974200029</id><published>2009-03-24T11:51:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T17:40:09.201+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: #0c343d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;;&quot;&gt;He broke the only mirror of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;;&quot;&gt;tiny shining pieces now left scattered for us to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;;&quot;&gt;In my heart, I decided not to trust my heart again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;;&quot;&gt;and in his heart he knew, today life wasn&#39;t being fair to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;;&quot;&gt;I learnt not to wait for moments now, be it in love or hate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;lucida grande&#39;;&quot;&gt;cos even feelings these days come with an expiry date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1812366930974200029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/1812366930974200029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/1812366930974200029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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come back soon,&lt;br /&gt;as long as this heart beats, I&#39;ll wait for you...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2638193333504415878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/2638193333504415878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/2638193333504415878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-waiting.html' title='I am waiting...'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-8081980901225137724</id><published>2009-03-24T11:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-24T11:34:22.388+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Existence</title><content type='html'>Is love, hate, wins &amp;amp; losses, all you thiunk about?&lt;br /&gt;Haven&#39;t you turned a pleasant boad ride into a mad chase?&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered who you are and what life is all about?&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes, look up at the sky, and feel the raindrops on your face....&lt;br /&gt;Then look at a baby smiling,&lt;br /&gt;and you&#39;ll regret every moment spent in hate,&lt;br /&gt;see the way beauty of life unfolds before your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;So trust your heart, and learn to live,&lt;br /&gt;before its too late...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-600662781580852056.post-531750075801007701</id><published>2009-02-21T23:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:29:19.807+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why....</title><content type='html'>The clock is ticking, half the life has gone by,&lt;br /&gt;and I&#39;m wondering will I have any regrets the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;Will I be able to love again, I think as on my bed I lie,&lt;br /&gt;I long for an embrace, and an answer to this question -Why,&lt;br /&gt;whenever I try to smile,&lt;br /&gt;a tear leaves my eye...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/531750075801007701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/531750075801007701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/531750075801007701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/why.html' title='Why....'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-5697659982981433040</id><published>2009-02-21T23:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:24:58.605+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Right Time</title><content type='html'>The tides were high,&lt;br /&gt;the heart was low,&lt;br /&gt;I would walk on the shore barefoot,&lt;br /&gt;and see the waters flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw his face smiling at me,&lt;br /&gt;from that orange sky above,&lt;br /&gt;my heart then ached to hold his hand,&lt;br /&gt;a tear dropped from the eyes full of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never figured out what went wrong,&lt;br /&gt;what let our lives drift apart,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why people cant get second chances,&lt;br /&gt;when its not too hard to make a new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said but he can&#39;t turn back,and time had passes;&lt;br /&gt;Now life could&#39;nt be the same way as I see,&lt;br /&gt;i looked into his eyes with the love of a million moments spent alone,&lt;br /&gt;and I said-&quot;Time is always right,&lt;br /&gt;whenever you want it to be...&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5697659982981433040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/right-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/5697659982981433040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/5697659982981433040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/right-time.html' title='The Right Time'/><author><name>Taste and Flavours</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08957981677831819215</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-600662781580852056.post-666872178255662047</id><published>2009-01-21T00:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-21T00:49:57.413+05:30</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><title type='text'>Lost without You...</title><content type='html'>My rains, my springs, my seasons in sun,&lt;br /&gt;the moments of gaiety, the moments of fun,&lt;br /&gt;My trust, my faith, my life&#39;s in none-&lt;br /&gt;but you, since the time this all had begun.&lt;br /&gt;You may take this to be a fantasy, but for me its more than true;&lt;br /&gt;that its for sure,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am lost without you...&lt;/em&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/666872178255662047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ashimaspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/lost-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/600662781580852056/posts/default/666872178255662047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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