<?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-7146674484939559244</id><updated>2026-05-19T02:17:03.862-04:00</updated><category term="2005"/><category term="A Cab Driver"/><category term="My Composition"/><category term="My Composition: June 15"/><category term="My Composition; February 15"/><category term="Pictures by Me"/><title type='text'>Mind Soul and Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Our body is nothing but a mere combination of the elements from this earth but what makes us human is our capability to connect our mind with our heart and sync them with our soul...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-6825550190101537267</id><published>2012-12-21T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2013-01-08T16:05:02.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhumane Act in Front of Inhuman Government Officials</title><summary type="text">


I am compelled to write about the Delhi gang rape of 23 year old Amanat (the name given to her by media). &amp;nbsp;I am furious like every other Indian (excludes the Government and Police official of India). Let me tell you why I excluded these people from the list of furious people. These officials were waiting for such a heinous act to happen to come together and act on it. What were they doing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/6825550190101537267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/12/inhumane-act-in-front-of-inhuman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/6825550190101537267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/6825550190101537267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/12/inhumane-act-in-front-of-inhuman.html' title='Inhumane Act in Front of Inhuman Government Officials'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKRTNISbv8Yn36-6sxTy-lh63TQV9FsF_ulHtouHJNbVaEutCLg3CNO5FVdZrlRzmKDTTu6VmAiSlY65HrP_Jrrr_BeZvpRxhM0GKpqOhg5XUzIUbL10D4JMa0xIG5fFMyUBwSKcdCZAeF/s72-c/ibnlive.com_-300x200.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-2459248013880844068</id><published>2012-08-28T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-08-28T17:02:31.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Place in Ujjain (went unrecognized)</title><summary type="text">

This article was lying around on my blog unpublished until today, when I decided to try to publish all the unpublished work. This piece of work should have been made public long ago. But alas, who has the time these days. So I decided to make this public with some modifications.

This is a temple in Ujjain named Karkrajeshwar which I visited few years back.&amp;nbsp;This place is of immense </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2459248013880844068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/08/place-in-ujjain-went-unrecognized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/2459248013880844068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/2459248013880844068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/08/place-in-ujjain-went-unrecognized.html' title='Place in Ujjain (went unrecognized)'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNtlz2TPZHs2uHsF-F331KjtYjl05_QOd_HdumbDwidX9CCM2MHwIuMfvSHeRx4dkXdDr1iUfazA6RZU7v__6eOdbFJMVMNNAP5SvaDdn5yOiZ557bRhlvH0qcq40LoQyg8JHwUftBSMgp/s72-c/IMG_1466.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-5244204923789329485</id><published>2012-04-20T14:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-20T14:40:26.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s Not Yellow</title><summary type="text">


The name &quot;It&#39;s
Not Yellow&quot; creates different imaginations like something is not yellow as
in the color. This is the most common first thought. But if you are not into
media, news and real issues you would not know that there is something like &quot;Yellow
Journalism&quot;. Yes, &#39;Yellow&#39; journalism. This is the kind of journalism that
does not care about bringing awareness in public about real issues. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/5244204923789329485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/04/its-not-yellow_20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5244204923789329485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5244204923789329485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/04/its-not-yellow_20.html' title='It&#39;s Not Yellow'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-2261823664389594918</id><published>2012-03-30T13:01:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-30T13:06:04.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Uncertain…It Still Moves On…..</title><summary type="text">Life is Uncertain..so true. But have we ever thought about how much uncertain it is. Not until we face something that shakes us entirely. Recently, I found out that a young girl I knew passed away for reasons which I am not sure yet. Wait what??? How did it shake my conscious? Here it is… this girl worked with me in my previous company. I interacted with her enough to understand that she was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2261823664389594918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/03/life-in-uncertainit-still-moves-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/2261823664389594918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/2261823664389594918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2012/03/life-in-uncertainit-still-moves-on.html' title='Life in Uncertain…It Still Moves On…..'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-4123717504236010838</id><published>2011-03-09T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T09:23:21.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it. – Gustave Flaubert (1821-1880)</title><summary type="text">I read this quotation on my blog one day and I was not sure what this meant. I kept thinking for a long time before I decided I want to write about it so I can understand it better. This was the best way for me to find out the thought process behind writing such an intense quote.   Punished are those who seek it – Yes, you will be punished if you seek something as big as the size of monster. If </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4123717504236010838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-is-monstrosity-punished-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/4123717504236010838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/4123717504236010838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2011/03/happiness-is-monstrosity-punished-are.html' title='Happiness is a monstrosity! Punished are those who seek it. – Gustave Flaubert (1821-1880)'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-6051105149888458816</id><published>2010-03-09T12:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T12:04:20.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit To Hare Krishna Mandir in US</title><summary type="text">I had been thinking of going to a Mandir (temple) since a long time now. One day I decided that after work I will make it to the closest Mandir in Florida, where I was working then. My work weekdays are usually noisy and it requires me to interact with all kinds of people and run around to get things done. That does not leave me with enough energy at the end of the day to do anything. I had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/6051105149888458816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2010/03/visit-to-hare-krishna-mandir-in-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/6051105149888458816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/6051105149888458816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2010/03/visit-to-hare-krishna-mandir-in-us.html' title='A Visit To Hare Krishna Mandir in US'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-6661691511710013116</id><published>2009-12-10T10:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T10:37:35.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thousand Splendid Suns</title><summary type="text">Khaleed Hosseini, a known writer for his book “The Kite Runner” which eventually turned into a successful movie, has given another book “A Thousand Splendid Suns”. The book is very well written keeping the common man in mind. The flow of each individual’s life and incidences in their lives does not make you realize that you are reading a story. There is no logorrhea anywhere in the book. You are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/6661691511710013116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/12/thousand-splendid-suns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/6661691511710013116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/6661691511710013116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/12/thousand-splendid-suns.html' title='A Thousand Splendid Suns'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwJTJMa2B2YAtFpe_FT1sLNr-f2bTXJdCEy8XwYgP6haSi_ifedvg4PIPusg42064Ckton-m_9s-VUe6gp3lhJkkkfhl0s9edNAFRm40l4hCbJgA6aHW7qJ0hGA0LzSR9izwMXgXAskYJ/s72-c/thousand-splendid-suns.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-175563875694172366</id><published>2009-10-27T17:34:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T08:59:27.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Laughter of Old Age</title><summary type="text">Laughter is the only thing that sets the mind free for some time. As we age, we stop laughing and as we age more, we stop smiling. But, as we age even more, the only way to keep ourselves going is the “laugh” with the people. I came across a group of old ladies, in their 50s, who would laugh at each and every thing, be it anything. They had this alacrity to laugh and make people laugh by cracking</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/175563875694172366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/10/laughter-of-old-age.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/175563875694172366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/175563875694172366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/10/laughter-of-old-age.html' title='The Laughter of Old Age'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8vMsCCRh5mZAtUh2KCqvyotvGoAxNdg2YWzY5piC5bhIAPlHE2jAT4W_5v9TUsPiBhzdhbqeRgj0FJRY4XA0WV0QZUpU6pdIXOA-z2qatJBHvsWqTgiyev_JggZSJ9ElZOifMUwEPulma/s72-c/Old+people+laughing.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-9175105720959193652</id><published>2009-10-27T07:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T07:27:25.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Krodha, Mana, Maya, Lobha</title><summary type="text">There are different aspects of a human behavior. They can be characterized in many ways and often it is the perception that divides the behavior as good and bad. Jainism describes the human behaviors in a way we, the humans do not perceive it and those are:    Krodha (anger)           Mana (ego)    Maya (deceit)    Lobha (greed)  Krodha or anger is an issue with everybody unless you are a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/9175105720959193652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/10/krodha-mana-maya-lobha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/9175105720959193652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/9175105720959193652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/10/krodha-mana-maya-lobha.html' title='Krodha, Mana, Maya, Lobha'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-5617221935673451999</id><published>2009-10-13T09:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:15:32.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>White Mountains – Franconia Notch State Park</title><summary type="text">The Flume Gorge and Ride in Cannon’s Aerial TramwayFall has finally come again this year with beautiful red, gold, yellow and orange colors hanging on the trees all around. The White Mountains in New Hampshire is one place where you want to be over a weekend just to see these beautiful colors and feel the crisp autumn air and watch the blue skies. As the fresh air penetrates your body, it takes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/5617221935673451999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/10/white-mountains-franconia-notch-state_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5617221935673451999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5617221935673451999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/10/white-mountains-franconia-notch-state_13.html' title='White Mountains – Franconia Notch State Park'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRsyN81t_bNguBPrMsFrZaHFNutJNKyU3ZBL_6YNj2ZJdHpQdi4TKtVZLPF7QSEYnfj2eU_Co0_67Ys_fx6hwz5jz6WtpsYw-sr_ZuCYf9g3ZOyrTwPpHgO2wkr1B6_x9A413ZUdgfNstD/s72-c/IMG_4724.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-8576940354362824488</id><published>2009-09-24T10:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:54:49.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Banta Goes to America</title><summary type="text">So this is a joke about Santa and Banta as everyone reading this can make out with the name “Banta”. I recently heard this joke from a colleague while taking dinner last night and believe me, all the while I was listening to this joke, I could not figure out where is it going to and when it is going to end.  So Banta comes to India after being in America for 5 years. When Banta comes to India to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/8576940354362824488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/09/banat-goes-to-america.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/8576940354362824488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/8576940354362824488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/09/banat-goes-to-america.html' title='Banta Goes to America'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11HFqn-VxaUZGEkA-gOk513DRNfJOPAsKG_Y9vxSetp4cE8qsksq1tYgy6FwBBRsBTrDyfJl8UWuXOpGzsqfCMEAxMldGHmmh_O462myItWUCQ4z_WtY20mFCDO9b33rJo5AdAc-vv0tw/s72-c/SantaBanta.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-2013811373228940990</id><published>2009-09-22T15:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T16:08:47.509-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past and the Future: Life Hanging in there</title><summary type="text">It is when you start realizing the facts of the life, you start noticing the change in yourself. There are a lot of things that you didn’t know about yourself and about others that you find now. There are a lot of hidden secrets about the close ones that were never revealed to you. There are reasons behind every second of the time in your life and millions of other lives. Every time you do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/2013811373228940990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/09/past-and-future-life-hanging-in-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/2013811373228940990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/2013811373228940990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/09/past-and-future-life-hanging-in-there.html' title='The Past and the Future: Life Hanging in there'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMXWNK2zcTYsj9ZeGYOSdhurGc7CZyHk0QvTVFdorVIOmreoou6PhGjaHAdWstFIREg_OEszzKR78oR4MDJVS2NguWLPv6Fp2pPOtJF62r35NcT79ratdd1enKVhgsX8EAlgzSQmCJ2tv/s72-c/past-present-future.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-7017304833721947972</id><published>2009-09-02T11:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:34:30.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Generous Act in NOT SO Generous Place</title><summary type="text">This world is not a generous place to live and the reason for this is ‘us’.  We, as the responsible citizens of this planet are given immense powers to make or break our lives but we choose to shatter it with all the self-centered dreams, desires and developments. In the process of ruining the present and future, few people have managed to keep the respect for the elders ‘intact’. A very small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/7017304833721947972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/09/generous-act-in-not-so-generous-place.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/7017304833721947972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/7017304833721947972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/09/generous-act-in-not-so-generous-place.html' title='A Generous Act in NOT SO Generous Place'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-1519563524728664503</id><published>2009-08-18T21:21:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:34:51.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aparigraha - A philosophical Viewpoint</title><summary type="text">Which of your possessions matter to you the most? Is it the gift you received from someone special or the one bought from your first salary?  I want you to think of that while reading further. Jainism or known traditionally as Jain Dharma, Shraman Dharma or the religion of Nirgantha by ancient texts, dates back to Later Vedic period (1000 BC-600 BC). After attaining Enlightenment, Mahavira (540 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1519563524728664503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/08/aparigraha-philosophical-viewpoint.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1519563524728664503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1519563524728664503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/08/aparigraha-philosophical-viewpoint.html' title='Aparigraha - A philosophical Viewpoint'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-3200022489025984038</id><published>2009-08-12T21:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:43:03.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the TIME???</title><summary type="text">I was driving on the roads of Florida on a morning of summer &#39;09. My favorite music was playing in the car with my iPod in my one hand and holding the steering from other hand. Driving in the right lane is for the people who drive slow, not to mention that the people DO NOT drive way below speed limit. All of a sudden a thought struck my mind &quot;Why are people running?&quot;. I do not understand why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/3200022489025984038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-time.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/3200022489025984038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/3200022489025984038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-time.html' title='Where is the TIME???'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-5883280786487452633</id><published>2009-08-01T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:26:15.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Village Most Visited...</title><summary type="text">The waiting for summer vacation to come…                  When one could spend all the time in JUST fun…  Those years when school was scarier than life…  Only going to that small village could make it bright…  Walking on the road, I plan…  Let’s do this or that when it began…       The traveling by those iron rot trains and buses…  One could barely fit their tusshies…  Walking on the uneven roads</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/5883280786487452633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/08/village-most-visited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5883280786487452633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5883280786487452633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/08/village-most-visited.html' title='The Village Most Visited...'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-3749532465533323671</id><published>2009-07-31T14:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:31:23.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the...</title><summary type="text">I am the loneliness of the crowd…  I am the silence of the talk…  I am the dryness of the rain…  I am the oneness of the many…     I am the softness of the hard…  I am the wetness of the dry…  I am the happiness of the sad…  I am the oneness of the many…     I am the solitude of the open…  I am the darkness of the light…  I am the shallowness of the depth…  I am the oneness of many…  Coz’ I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/3749532465533323671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/3749532465533323671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/3749532465533323671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am.html' title='I am the...'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-1794296003140363835</id><published>2009-07-31T12:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:30:55.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kite Runner: The book and the movie</title><summary type="text">I will ask for a good book to someone who reads and by that I mean not read a newspaper or an article once in a while but someone who has intellectual taste about books, the real books. It is still fresh in my mind since the time I started and finished reading this book, the book that has not only touched many hearts but has drawn attention of renowned news papers, writers and directors that they</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1794296003140363835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/kite-runner-book-and-movie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1794296003140363835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1794296003140363835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/kite-runner-book-and-movie.html' title='The Kite Runner: The book and the movie'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-1904113620582512004</id><published>2009-07-24T21:04:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:35:58.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want to Say Something...</title><summary type="text">   I have thought about this so many times and yet I do not have an answer. Should we speak what our heart says without thinking about whether it will affect the person listening to it or should we speak what the person listening to us wants to hear? In the second case we are taking into consideration other person&#39;s feelings, may it be good or bad.      We could just say whatever we think we want</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1904113620582512004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-say-something.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1904113620582512004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1904113620582512004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-say-something.html' title='I Want to Say Something...'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-5858223677182492426</id><published>2009-07-22T15:21:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T21:36:42.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Incidence to be Grateful</title><summary type="text">How many times do you think you thank someone for what they have done for you? I think it is really important for us to let that someone know how much we appreciate it. I mentioned in one of my post about a Hispanic cab driver in New York City. It was my way to thank him for what he did; of course I did it face-to-face too. And here is another chance for me to appreciate their gestures. Yes, I am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/5858223677182492426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-incidence-to-be-grateful_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5858223677182492426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/5858223677182492426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/yet-another-incidence-to-be-grateful_22.html' title='Yet Another Incidence to be Grateful'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5LJNNlXQXGNBmJ91_8kwJnkBselNq7oManoXaUDEzNXTHbgB9jFNBu4hSfBA1almnWHJtdjqtUC01Ylra2fyM_WNIlADFsW_lkM3QVrtC1u8TOg_dkNhUTUc3MQXWDBlVtbg9ogJpn4Rm/s72-c/IMG_2509.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-8392518555104891655</id><published>2009-07-13T11:43:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:55:23.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Alien Country Vs Non Immigrant Residents</title><summary type="text">This is about my visit to the state of New Mexico, a state next to Texas and sharing the border with Mexico. I had to visit this place called Silver City which is close to Texas and very close to Mexico border. The closest airport that I had to take was the El Paso International Airport in Texas 3 hours away from Silver City. The journey from Boston started as early as 4am on a sunday and ended </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/8392518555104891655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/alien-country-vs-non-immigrant-r.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/8392518555104891655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/8392518555104891655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/alien-country-vs-non-immigrant-r.html' title='An Alien Country Vs Non Immigrant Residents'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-1664191087598337245</id><published>2009-07-09T16:22:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2012-03-27T11:23:14.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time...</title><summary type="text">The Kite Runner: The book and the movieI will ask for a good book to someone who reads and by that I mean not read a newspaper or a article once in a while. Someone, who has an intellectual taste about books, the real books. It is still fresh in my mind since the time I started and finished reading this book, the book that has not only touched many hearts but has drawn attention of renowned news </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/1664191087598337245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-when-spring-comes-it-melts-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1664191087598337245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/1664191087598337245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-when-spring-comes-it-melts-snow.html' title='Because when spring comes, it melts the snow one flake at a time...'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-4524240159103704116</id><published>2009-07-04T10:41:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:38:54.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day spent doing Kayaking</title><summary type="text">It was a long weekend in US, the July 4th weekend which is most awaited by approximately 300,000,000 people was starting. I had come back from Indiana on the night before the long weekend. On my flight back to Boston I was thinking about how to spend my long weekend. The plans to go to Washington DC were already cancelled. All the reservations needed to be cancelled and the friends who were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/4524240159103704116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-spent-doing-kayaking.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/4524240159103704116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/4524240159103704116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-spent-doing-kayaking.html' title='A Day spent doing Kayaking'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk6EJTNg7S8gy9I0iVvkZjNHrgLj2R6bLNX6MCVGhEtPTt9o6TOIE7rUuFmK2dyJHVXWzkPuIJSqBTn0XYJktjyLCU4mLMjoIF2RKYoP2luKx-3WlidxQ7uQXsoUUJuu8MbFzZOXrnlSB-/s72-c/IMG_2404.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-173721370264909435</id><published>2009-07-02T11:34:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:48:21.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love for Chocolate Croissants</title><summary type="text">This is a weird topic to write on but I will still try to write why I love chocolate croissants. I am not a huge  fan of chocolates, though I like some of them like Cadbury&#39;s Fruit n Nut, Ferrero Rocher, Five Star (I ate those in India. I don&#39;t see them in Amercia) and Kit Kat. I like the dark flavor of chocolates too but only in cakes.It is interesting how I was introduced to chocolate croissant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/173721370264909435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-for-chocolate-criossants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/173721370264909435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/173721370264909435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-love-for-chocolate-criossants.html' title='My Love for Chocolate Croissants'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimA-35lR7Not_NJhFMYqOCjwa4k4j7rxH4hAHVKFJVtavKaRx7PVK3VAgKxOUPL790Fj2-eOPchCUOdo60ojAIlskeoKYE87FbhCDyQIsKhEaF4VL2iwv0pdvG-KFLUU7kalTfklYWVmGR/s72-c/chocolate_croissant.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7146674484939559244.post-368323098242643433</id><published>2009-07-01T09:20:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:20:15.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Useful Tips for your health!!!</title><summary type="text">With the increasing pressure of work and the race to get ahead of time and people, we often forget to think about ourselves. Our mind occupied with 10,000 things except that one thing that says, RELAX and take care of yourself, which does not only include your body, but your mind and heart.I am trying to give few tips here and a quick access to links that can help you serve the purpose of your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/feeds/368323098242643433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-useful-tips-for-your-health.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/368323098242643433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7146674484939559244/posts/default/368323098242643433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://belle-lettrist.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-useful-tips-for-your-health.html' title='Some Useful Tips for your health!!!'/><author><name>Shweta Moonat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14376074171432022907</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_zvf5zQrzC0/T5Gw_rJ-6JI/AAAAAAAACcI/toQ93VPIHy4/s220/_DSC9872%2Bas%2BSmart%2BObject-2%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>