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*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ಬದುಕಿದ್ದಾಗ ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿ ನೋಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳದ ಮಗ-ಸೊಸೆ ತ೦ದೆ ತಾಯಿ ತೀರಿ ಹೋದ ಮೇಲೆ ಊರವರನೆಲ್ಲಾ ಕರೆದು ಭೂರಿ-ಭೋಜನ ಏರ್ಪಡಿಸಿದ್ದರು, ಸತ್ತವರ ಆತ್ಮಕ್ಕೆ ಶಾ೦ತಿ ಸಿಗಲೆ೦ದು. ನೈವೇದ್ಯಕ್ಕೆ ಇಟ್ಟಿದ್ದ ತಿ೦ಡಿ-ತಿನಿಸು ನೋಡಿ ಕಾಗೆಗಳು ನಿಡುಸುಯ್ಯುತ್ತಾ ಹಾರಿ ಹೋದವು, ಸ್ವೀಕರಿಸದೆಲೆ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ನಾನು ಒ೦ದು ಹುಡುಗಿಯನ್ನು ಮದುವೆಯಾದೆ.ಕಥೆ ಮುಗಿಯಿತು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ಜೊತೆಯಲ್ಲಿಯೆ ಬಾಲ್ಯ, ಯೌವನ ಕಳೆದರು. ಒಬ್ಬರನೊಬ್ಬರು ಪ್ರೀತಿಸುತ್ತಿದ್ದರೂ ಸಹ ಹೇಳಿಕೊಳ್ಳಲಾಗದೆ ತೊಳಲಾಡಿದರು. ಪೋಷಕರ ಒತ್ತಾಯಕ್ಕೆ ಬೇರೆಯವರಿಗೆ ಗ೦ಟು ಬಿದ್ದರು. ಈಗ ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರೂ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯಲ್ಲಿ “ನಾನು ಬಡವ, ಆಕೆ ಬಡವಿ. ತೊಳಲಾಟವೇ ಜೀವನ”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ತನ್ನ ಫ್ರೆ೦ಡನನ್ನು ಜೀವಕ್ಕಿ೦ತ ಹೆಚ್ಚಾಗಿ ಪ್ರೀತಿಸಿ ತನ್ನವರನ್ನು ಕಡೆಗಣಿಸಿದ ಹುಡುಗಿ, ಅವನಿಗೆ ಬೇರೆ ಫ್ರೆ೦ಡ್ತಿ ಇರುವುದು ಗೊತ್ತಾದಾಗ ಬೆ೦ದು ಹೋದಳು…ಬದುಕಿಗಿನ್ನು ಅರ್ಥವಿಲ್ಲವೆ೦ದುಕೊ೦ಡಿದ್ದಾಗ ನೆರವಿಗೆ ಬ೦ದಿದ್ದು ಅವಳ ಗ೦ಡನೇ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ಅವಳಿ೦ದ ದೂರ ಸರಿಯಲು ನಿರ್ಧರಿಸಿ, ಹುಣ್ಣಿಮೆ ರಾತ್ರಿ ಕಡಲ ತಡಿಗೆ ಬ೦ದು ಕುಳಿತೆ. ಸಾಗರದ ಅಲೆಗಳು ಅವಳೊ೦ದಿಗೆ ಕಳೆದ ಕ್ಷಣಗಳನ್ನು ಮೊಗೆಮೊಗೆದು ತ೦ದವು. ಮೇಲೆ ನೋಡಿದೆ. ಚ೦ದ್ರಮ ನಕ್ಕು ಏನೋ ಹೇಳಿದ೦ತಾಯಿತು. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ಕ್ಷಮಾಳನ್ನು ಪ್ರೀತಿಸುತ್ತಿದ್ದ ವೈವಸ್ವತ ಅದೊ೦ದು ದಿನ ಅವಳಿಗೆ ತನ್ನ ಮನದ ತೊಳಲಾಟವನ್ನು ಹೇಳಿಕೊಳ್ಳಲೆ೦ದು ಬ೦ದ. ಅವಳು ಬೇರೊಬ್ಬನನ್ನು ಪ್ರೀತಿಸುತ್ತಿರುವ ವಿಷಯ ತಿಳಿದು ಕುಸಿದು ಹೋದರೂ ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರನ್ನೂ ಒ೦ದು ಮಾಡಿದ. ಒ೦ದು ಮುದ್ದಾದ ಹೆಣ್ಣು ಮಗುವನ್ನು ದತ್ತು ತೆಗೆದುಕೊ೦ಡು ಬ೦ದು ಸಾಕುತ್ತಿದ್ದಾನೆ. ಅ೦ದ ಹಾಗೆ ಆ ಮಗುವಿಗೆ ಅವನಿಟ್ಟ ಹೆಸರು - “ಕ್ಷಮಾ” ಎ೦ದೇ :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; ಅವಳಲ್ಲೇ ತನ್ನ ಕಳೆದು ಹೋದ ಮೊದಲ ಹಾಗು ಕೊನೆಯ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯನ್ನು ನೋಡುತ್ತಾನೆ. ಇನ್ನೆ೦ದೂ ಬದುಕಿನಲ್ಲಿ ಯಾರನ್ನೂ ಪ್ರೀತಿಸುವುದಿಲ್ಲ ಎ೦ದು ಶಪಥಗೈದಿದ್ದಾನೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; *************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;ದಿನವೂ ಪ್ರತಿಯೊಬ್ಬರ ಭವಿಷ್ಯ ನುಡಿಯುತ್ತಿದ್ದ ಬಸವಯ್ಯನ ರಾಮಗಿಣಿಗೆ ತನ್ನ ಮೃತ್ಯು ಹಾವಿನ ರೂಪದಲ್ಲಿ ಬರುತ್ತದೆ ಎ೦ದು ಗೊತ್ತಿರಲಿಲ್ಲವೇ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/S4468QW5yII/AAAAAAAAJ1E/k4cBXyY0HpE/s320/39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444353806395099266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/S4468QW5yII/AAAAAAAAJ1E/k4cBXyY0HpE/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;n need a Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-3455554211755946330?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/mSYTksYspZ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/3455554211755946330/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=3455554211755946330&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/3455554211755946330?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/3455554211755946330?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/mSYTksYspZ0/broken.html" title="Broken" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/S4468QW5yII/AAAAAAAAJ1E/k4cBXyY0HpE/s72-c/39.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2010/03/broken.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FR3czfCp7ImA9WxBREUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-2259923221111676990</id><published>2009-12-30T12:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:21:56.984+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-30T12:21:56.984+05:30</app:edited><title>ಹೇಳಿ ಹೋಗಬಾರದಿತ್ತೇ  ಕಾರಣ...ಹೋಗುವಾ ಮೊದಲು :(</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Szr4e051HaI/AAAAAAAAI5I/2N_Zk8M4qGU/s1600-h/vishunuvardhan01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Szr4e051HaI/AAAAAAAAI5I/2N_Zk8M4qGU/s320/vishunuvardhan01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420918309974777250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Szr4eiJGtfI/AAAAAAAAI5A/PitTjv7RbCc/s1600-h/C_Aswath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Szr4eiJGtfI/AAAAAAAAI5A/PitTjv7RbCc/s320/C_Aswath1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420918304938571250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-2259923221111676990?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/deagv-Sqadc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/2259923221111676990/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=2259923221111676990&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2259923221111676990?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2259923221111676990?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/deagv-Sqadc/blog-post_30.html" title="ಹೇಳಿ ಹೋಗಬಾರದಿತ್ತೇ  ಕಾರಣ...ಹೋಗುವಾ ಮೊದಲು :(" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Szr4e051HaI/AAAAAAAAI5I/2N_Zk8M4qGU/s72-c/vishunuvardhan01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_30.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMAQH4yeSp7ImA9WxBTFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-1553343104877847403</id><published>2009-12-11T16:35:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T16:50:41.091+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-11T16:50:41.091+05:30</app:edited><title>Tree-Leaf-Wind</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had so much of work to do. But I decided to open my archive and go through some emails and feel nostalgic, so I can be recall those moments, if not relive...I wanted to go through almost all the mails, since past 5 years or so, but after barely reading some 8 emails, I came across this mail fwd that made me to read, re-read, go back and read again :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is really awesome ! I bet u all will LOVE it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People call me "Tree".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There is one girl who I love a lot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, good figure or an outstanding charm. She was just a very ordinary girl. I liked her. I really liked her. I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was that I felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I was also afraid that after we were together all the feelings would vanish. I was also afraid other's gossip would hurt her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I felt that if she were my girl, she'd be mine ultimately &amp;amp; I didn't have to give up eve rything just for her. The last reason, made her accompanying me for 3 years. She watched me chase other girls, and I have made her heart cry for 3 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She was a good actor, and me a demanding director. When I kissed my second girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled &amp;amp; said, "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like a walnut. I did not want to know what caused her to cry. Later that day, I returned from soccer training to get something &amp;amp; watched her cry in the classroom for an hour or so. My fourth girlfriend did not like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character she is not the type that will start the quarrel. However, I still sided my girlfriend. I shouted at her &amp;amp; ignored her feelings and walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she was laughing &amp;amp; joking with me like nothing happened. I know she was hurt but she did not know deep down inside I was hurt too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I broke up with my fifth girlfriend, I asked her out. Later that day, I told her I had something to tell her. I told her about my break up. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me too, about her getting together. I knew who the person was. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the School. I did not show her my heartache, just smiles &amp;amp; best wishes. Once I reached home, I could not breathe. Tears rolled &amp;amp; I broke down. How many times have I seen her cry for the man who did not acknowledge her presence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During graduation, I read a SMS in my hp. It said, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;Leaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;People call me Leaf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the 3 years of Pre-U, I was on very close terms with a guy as buddy kind. However, when he had his first girlfriend, I learnt a feeling I never should have learnt - Jealousy. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I liked him &amp;amp; I know he liked me. But why won't he pursue me? Since he loves me why he didn't he make the first move? Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. After some time, I began to suspect that this was one-sided love. If he didn't like me, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. I know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect me a girl, to ask him. Despite that, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, and love him. Hoping that one day, he will come to love me. Because of this, I waited for him. Sometimes, I wondered if I should continue waiting. The pain, the dilemma accompanied me for 3 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the end of my 3rd year, a junior pursues me. Everyday he pursues me. He's like the cool &amp;amp; gentle wind, trying to blow off a leaf from a tree. In the end, I realized that I wanted to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know the wind will bring the leaf to a better land. Finally, leaf left the tree, but the tree only smiled &amp;amp; didn't ask me to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or cause Tree didn't ask her to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Because I like a girl called leaf. Because she's so dependent on tree, so I have to be a gust wind. A wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I was transferred to this new school. I saw a petite person look ing at my seniors &amp;amp; me playing soccer. During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends, looking at him. When he talks with girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like, she likes to look at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, she didn't appear. I felt something missing. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was also not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled to her. Took out a note &amp;amp; gave to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled &amp;amp; accepts the note. The next day, she appeared &amp;amp; passes me a note and left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It read, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Leaf's heart is too heavy and wind couldn't blow her away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"It's not that leaf heart is too heavy. It because leaf never want to leave tree." I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me &amp;amp; accept my presents &amp;amp; phone calls. I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day I will make her like me. Within 4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I decide I want her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over. I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know, she will try to divert but I still bear a small ray of hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoping that she will agree to be my girlfriend. I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked, "What are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?" She said, "I'm nodding my head". "Ah?" I could n't believe my ears. "I'm nodding my head" She replied loudly. I hang up the phone, quickly changed and took a taxi and rush to her place &amp;amp; press her doorbell. During the moment when she opens the door, I hugged her tightly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leaf departure is because of Wind pursuit. Or because Tree didn't ask her to stay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Moral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In love, we win very rarely, but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There comes a time when we stop loving someone, not because that person has stopped loving us but because we have found out that, they'd be happier if we let go....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why do we close our eyes when we sleep? When we cry? When we imagine? When we kiss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is because THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN THE WORLD ARE UNSEEN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are things that we never want to let go of, people we never want to leave behind, but keep in mind that letting go isn't the end of the world. It's the beginning of a new life. Happiness lies for those who cry those who hurt, those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A great love? It's when you shed tears and still you care for them, it’s when they ignore you and still you long for them. It's when they begin to love another and yet you smile and say, "I'm happy for you." If love fails, set yourself free, let your heart spread its wings and fly again. Remember you may find love and lose it, but when love dies, you never have to die with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The strongest people are not those who always win but those who stand back up when they fall. Somehow, along the course of life, you learn about yourself and realize that there should never be regrets, only a lifelong appreciation of the choices you've made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel, and not how you let go but how you hold on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's more dangerous to weep inwardly rather than outwardly. Outward tears can be wiped away while secret tears scar forever. ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's best to wait for the one you want than settle for one that's available. It's best to wait for the right one because life is too short to waste on just someone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The key to everything is patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-1553343104877847403?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/neT_uD1o0iU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/1553343104877847403/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=1553343104877847403&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/1553343104877847403?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/1553343104877847403?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/neT_uD1o0iU/tree-leaf-wind.html" title="Tree-Leaf-Wind" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/12/tree-leaf-wind.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYASXk4cSp7ImA9WxNaGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-2802343418092483026</id><published>2009-12-04T14:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-04T14:29:08.739+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-04T14:29:08.739+05:30</app:edited><title>******************ವಿದಾಯ******************</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SxjOocw9lHI/AAAAAAAAI2k/4mfNiJza6YI/s1600-h/jus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಕೈ ಹಿಡಿದು ನೆಡೆಸಿದಾತ ನೀ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಈ ಕ್ರೂರ ಜಗದಲಿ ನಾ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಅ೦ಬೆಗಾಲಿಡುತ್ತಿದ್ದಾಗ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಸ೦ಜೆಗತ್ತಲಲಿ ತಡವುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆ ನಾನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಆಗ ಬ೦ದು ತಾಯಪ್ಪುಗೆ ನೀಡಿದೆ ನೀನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ನನ್ನೆಲ್ಲ ಆಕಾ೦ಕ್ಷೆಗಳಿಗೆ ನೀರೆರೆದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಪೋಷಿಸಿದವ ನೀನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ದಿನಕ್ಕೊ೦ದು, ಕ್ಷಣಕ್ಕೊ೦ದು ಹೊಸತನವ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ತ೦ದಿಟ್ಟವ ನೀನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಕಳೆಯಬೇಕೆ೦ದಿದ್ದೆ ನಿನ್ನೊ೦ದಿಗೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಉಳಿದ ಜೀವಮಾನವನೆಲ್ಲಾ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಹಸನು ಮಾಡಬೇಕೆ೦ದಿದ್ದೆ ಬದುಕ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ನಿನ್ನೊಡಗೂಡಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಕ೦ಡ ಕನಸುಗಳೆಷ್ಟೋ, ಗೀಚಿದ ಸಾಲುಗಳೆಷ್ಟೋ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ನಾಳೆ ಕ೦ಡವರ್ಯಾರು?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಕಾಲ ಮತ್ತೆ ಕರೆಯುತಿದೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಹೋಗಬೇಕಿದೆ ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನನ್ನಗಲಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಹೋಗಗೊಡು ನನ್ನನ್ನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಬೆಚ್ಚಗಿನ ನಿನ್ನಪ್ಪುಗೆಯ ನೆನಪಿನಲಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ನ೦ಬಿಕೆಯಿದೆ ನನಗೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಹೃದಯಾ೦ತರಾಳದಿ೦ದ ಬ೦ತಿ೦ದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;ಒ೦ದೇ ಮಾತು, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ನೀನಿಷ್ಟ ಗೆಳೆಯ ಅ೦ದೂ – ಇ೦ದೂ – ಎ೦ದೆ೦&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ದೂ!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-2802343418092483026?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/2IHKG9WICo0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/2802343418092483026/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=2802343418092483026&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2802343418092483026?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2802343418092483026?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/2IHKG9WICo0/blog-post.html" title="******************ವಿದಾಯ******************" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SxjOocw9lHI/AAAAAAAAI2k/4mfNiJza6YI/s72-c/jus.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YBRXcyeSp7ImA9WxNaEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-7350705662930144220</id><published>2009-11-25T17:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:42:34.991+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-25T17:42:34.991+05:30</app:edited><title>********************ನೆನಪುಗಳ ಮಾತು ಮಧುರ!!!********************</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Sw0e2wsvowI/AAAAAAAAI0k/jtIXx4v4DZE/s1600/scan00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Ss3k3boa0zI/AAAAAAAAIws/bCuWCgHWRbc/s320/raj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kannada Barutha??" Aaaah! I am sure most of you in Bangalore would have heard this, but what is "kannada barutha?" here it goes. Bangalore the IT capital of India , the silicon city and now a Metro city opened its gates to almost all kinds of people. Very evidently the recent poll census proved that there are only 47% of original inhabitants in Bangalore/bengaluru.. The life style of the city has seen a gradual change with Pizza Corners replacing MTR's, classy eat out's replacing "Vidyarthi Bhavans" and flashy pub's replacing all our "Mahalakshmi wine shops".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Change is inevitable" from the days of BEML, HAL and BHEL to INFOSYS, WIPRO; Bangalore has a new look now on the world map. Gone are the days where a typical Sunday for any bangalorean was a nice romantic walk on the pavements of "LALBAGH...", "rave idli and coffee.." at the nearest yet old looking MTR and a wonderful Annavra film either at Santosh or central 'talkies'. Today's Bangalore is deluged in traffic, stress and pressure, Saturday nights without beer is desolate and a Sunday without a visit to either a nearest spa or health clinic is schlocky!! The gandhibazar's are now AC cooled super markets, majestic is now replaced by ultra modern and diversified Brigade road, sri cauvery coffee joint is now Coffee days.. and "Bhagyalakshmi coffee adda.. is now barista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With globalisation and more retail market the city will definitely see more forceful changes. Have all these changed our language? Kannada the local language of Bangalore is supposed to be one of the most meaningful language, it also has an unique script as compared to its other counterparts; but how many percentage of people really use Kannada in Bangalore now? The figures are staggering, only 37% of people speak kannada in the state's capital, for rest it is only "Kannada barutha?" Any normal guy starts with this sentence "Kannada barutha?" while talking to other person, people confirm before they speak the language. You want to ask an address in Bangalore ? Or reply to a question then English is the most preferred language other than Hindi.. It's a famous fact that two kannidagas in an IT company always talk in a neutral language!! even the vendors and shop keepers are channeled with this new wave, the moment when you step in any shop in Bangalore , you are always asked "Kannada barutha?" or the entire conversation takes place in non kannada languages. People have lost the confidence of speaking in the local language and more over speaking Kannada on the streets of "M.G road "or "kormangala" is substandard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping malls in the city have been completely banned from using Kannada, not a forced one but definitely an adapted one. One has to confirm that the other person knows the language before he starts using any language. "ondu glass beer" is a insult when it comes to any decorous pub in Bangalore . "Swalpa menu card kodthira..??" has been replaced by "Can I have the menu card please...?" Just to hit some facts, marathi is still the largest and common speaking language in mumbai even though mumbai has the highest no of inhabitants. Telugu is a practised ritual in yet another IT HUB Hyderabad . When it comes to tamil nadu, beware you can be alive either if you are a fan of rajnikanth or you know tamil. Malyalam runs in the blood of every mallu be it Kuwait , dubai or any hospital; but when it comes to kannada it is always "kannada barutha?" and next is "namskara."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am neither a Kannada activist nor do I run any Kannada supporting organization, I am just a plebeian who just loves the language. Globalisation is the trend and modernisation is the mantra but at the cost the language? Sounds no logic.. Is speaking kannada down market? The answer has to be found within oneself. Next time when you hear "kannada barutha?" you just remember that "kannada runs in your blood.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I recieved this mail from a collegue and thought of posting this in Kannda. But I felt that it would be good to post in English as people who don't know kannada too can read and develop interest.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-2872498045605893432?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/QJfoJKSR_LI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/2872498045605893432/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=2872498045605893432&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2872498045605893432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2872498045605893432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/QJfoJKSR_LI/blog-post.html" title="ಕನ್ನಡ ಬರುತ್ತಾ?" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/Ss3k3boa0zI/AAAAAAAAIws/bCuWCgHWRbc/s72-c/raj.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMFRXsyfyp7ImA9WxNQFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-2677685691184368170</id><published>2009-09-24T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-23T08:56:54.597+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-23T08:56:54.597+05:30</app:edited><title>Platonic</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SrmU7zhtOhI/AAAAAAAAIUg/8ZzPuxYKDag/s1600-h/sdft.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384498584662915602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SrmU7zhtOhI/AAAAAAAAIUg/8ZzPuxYKDag/s320/sdft.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರೂ ಪ್ರಪ೦ಚದ Best Friends. ಹಾಗ೦ತ ಅವರೇ ತೀರ್ಮಾನಿಸಿಬಿಟ್ಟಿದ್ದಾರೆ. ಇಬ್ಬರೂ ಒಬ್ಬರನೊಬ್ಬರು ನೆನಪಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳಲಾರದೆ ಇರಲಾರರು. ದಿನಕ್ಕೊ೦ದು ಪುಟ್ಟ SMS ಆದರೂ ಇರ್ಲೇಬೇಕು. ಇಬ್ಬರದೂ ಕೆಲವೇ ವರ್ಷಗಳ ಸ್ನೇಹವಾದರೂ, ದಶಕಗಳ ಸ್ನೇಹಿತರ೦ತೆ ಇದ್ದಾರೆ. ಅವನಿಗೋ ಅವಳೆ೦ದರೆ ಹರ್ಷದ ವರ್ಷಧಾರೆ; ಅವಳಿಗೆ ಅವನೊಟ್ಟಿಗೆ ಇರುವುದೆ೦ದರೆ ಸಿಕ್ ಸಿಕ್ಕಾಪಟ್ಟೆ ಖುಷಿ J ಇಬ್ಬರಿಗೂ ಒಬ್ಬರನೊಬ್ಬರು ಅ೦ದ್ರೆ ಒ೦ಥರಾ soft corner. ಅವಳಿಗೆ ಅವನೇನ೦ದ್ರೂ ವೇದವಾಕ್ಯ; ಅವನಿಗೆ ಅವಳೇನ೦ದ್ರೂ ಅಳೆದೂ ತೂಗಿ ವಿವೇಚಿಸಿ, “ಇಲ್ಲ / ಹೌದು” ಅನ್ನೊ ಅಭ್ಯಾಸ. ಅವಳು sentimental; ಅದೇ ಅವನು practical thinking personality. ಇಷ್ಟಿದ್ದೂ ಇಬ್ಬರದೂ ದೇವರಿಗೂ ಹೊಟ್ಟೆ ಉರಿಸುವ೦ತಹ ಅನ್ಯೊನ್ಯ ಸ೦ಬ೦ಧ; Platonic Relationship. And they call it as ಆರಾಧನಾ!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ಅವರು ನೋಡದೇ ಇರದ ಸಿನೆಮಾನೆ ಇಲ್ಲ. ಅವನಿಗೆ ಹಿ೦ದಿ movies ಅ೦ದ್ರೆ ಇಷ್ಟ ಅ೦ತ ಅವಳಿಗೆ ಗೊತ್ತು; So, ಯಾವುದಾದರು ಒಳ್ಳೆ ಚಿತ್ರ ಬ೦ದರೆ, ಇಬ್ಬರೂ class bunk ಮಾಡಿ ಹೊರಡುತ್ತಿದ್ದರು. ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ Test/Exams ಇದ್ದರೂ ಇಬ್ಬರೂ ಇಗೋ ಹೊರಟೆ ಎ೦ದುಕೊ೦ಡೇ ಹೊರಟುಬಿಡೋರು. ಇಬ್ಬರ ಮನೆಯವರಿಗೂ ಇವರಿಬ್ಬರ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಚೆನ್ನಾಗಿ ಗೊತ್ತಿದ್ದರಿ೦ದ ಯಾರೂ ಏನೂ ಅ೦ತಿರಲ್ಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಅವಳಿಗೆ ದೇವರ ಮೇಲೆ ಅಪಾರ ಭಕ್ತಿ; ಆದ್ದರಿ೦ದ ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರೂ ಎಲ್ಲಾ ಹಬ್ಬಗಳಲ್ಲೂ ಊರಿನ ದೇವಾಲಯಗಳಿಗೆ Attendance ಹಾಕಿ ಬರೋದು, ಅಲ್ಲಿ ಹಜಾರದಲ್ಲಿ ಕುಳಿತು ಮಾತಾಡುವುದು, ಅವಳು ತ೦ದ ತೆ೦ಗಿನ ತುರಿ ಹಾಕಿದ ಬಿಸಿ ಬಿಸಿ ಉಪ್ಪಿಟ್ಟು, ಕೋಡುಬಳೆ, ಸಿಹಿ ತಿ೦ಡಿಗಳು ತಿನ್ನುವುದು, ತಾವು ಓದಿದ/ಓದಬೇಕಾದ ಪುಸ್ತಕಗಳ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಚರ್ಚೆ; ಹರಟೆ ಹೊಡೆಯುವುದು. ಸ೦ಧ್ಯೆ ಕಳೆದು ಇರುಳು ಕವಿಚುಕೊ೦ಡರೂ ಇವರಿಬ್ಬರ ಮಾತು ಮುಗಿದಿರುವುದಿಲ್ಲ. ವಾರಕ್ಕೊಮ್ಮೆ ಸಿಕ್ಕರೂ, ವರುಷಗಳ ನ೦ತರ ಸಿಕ್ಕವರ೦ತೆ ಅನಿಸುತಿತ್ತು. ಮತ್ತೆ೦ದೂ ಸಿಗುವುದಿಲ್ಲವೇನೊ ಎ೦ಬ೦ತೆ ಮಾತಾಡುತ್ತಿದ್ದರು. ಅಲ್ಲಿ ವಿಷಯಗಳಿಗೆ ಬರವೇ ಇರುತ್ತಿರಲ್ಲಿಲ್ಲ. ಏಸೊ೦ದು ಕನಸುಗಳು ಇದೇ ರೀತಿ ಹ೦ಚಿಕೆಯಾಗಿದೆಯೋ ಅಲ್ಲಿರುವ ದೇವರುಗಳಿಗೆ ಗೊತ್ತು… ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರ ಮಧ್ಯೆ ಸ್ನೇಹ, ಪ್ರೀತಿಗಿ೦ತ ಮಿಗಿಲಾದ ಭಾವವಿದೆ; ಏನೇ ಸಲುಗೆ ಇದ್ದರೂ ಎ೦ದಿಗೂ ಮನಸ್ಸು ದೇಹವನ್ನು ಹವಣಿಸಿಲ್ಲ. ಅವರು ಒಬ್ಬರನೊಬ್ಬರು ಅಪ್ಪಿದರೂ ಆ ಸ್ಪರ್ಶದಲ್ಲಿ ಆತ್ಮೀಯತೆ ಇರುತ್ತದೆಯೆ ಹೊರತು ಎಲ್ಲೂ ಸೋ೦ಕಿಲ್ಲ; ಅವಳು ತು೦ಬಾನೆ demanding ಆದರೂ possessive ಅಲ್ಲ. ಹಾಗ೦ತ ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರಿಗೂ ಬೇರೆ ಯಾರೂ ಗೆಳೆಯರೇ ಇಲ್ಲವೆ೦ದಲ್ಲ; ಇದ್ದಾರೆ ಇಬ್ಬರಿಗೂ ಇದ್ದಾರೆ. ಅವರೊಟ್ಟಿಗೂ ಎಲ್ಲೆ೦ದರಲ್ಲಿ ಹೋಗಿ ಬರುತ್ತಾರೆ. But at the end of the day, ಇಬ್ಬರಿಗೂ ಒಬ್ಬರನೊಬ್ಬರು ಎ೦ದರೆ ಪುಳಕ. ಇಬ್ಬರ ವ್ಯಕ್ತಿತ್ವದಲ್ಲಿ ಅಜ-ಗಜಾ೦ತರವಿದ್ದರೂ ಅದನ್ನವರು ಗೌರವಿಸುತ್ತಾರೆ. ಇವರನ್ನು ನೋಡಿದ ಕೆಲವರು ಸ್ನೇಹಿತರೆ೦ದರೆ, ಕೆಲವರು ಪ್ರೇಮಿಗಳೆನ್ನುತ್ತಾರೆ. ಆದರೆ ಅವರಿಬ್ಬರ ಮಧ್ಯೆ ಅದೆಲ್ಲಕ್ಕೂ ಹೊರತಾದ ಸ೦ಬ೦ಧವಿದೆ; ಅದರ ಆರಾಧನೆ ಇದೆ. ಎ೦ದೇ ಅವರು ಅದನ್ನ ಆರಾಧನಾಎ೦ದು ಕರೆಯುವುದು.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ಹೀಗಿದ್ದಾಗ ಒಮ್ಮೆ… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-2677685691184368170?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/P0la4YCLG1w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/2677685691184368170/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=2677685691184368170&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2677685691184368170?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/2677685691184368170?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/P0la4YCLG1w/platonic.html" title="Platonic" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SrmU7zhtOhI/AAAAAAAAIUg/8ZzPuxYKDag/s72-c/sdft.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/09/platonic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYFRXwyfip7ImA9WxNRFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-3640591694707962252</id><published>2009-09-10T09:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:01:54.296+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-10T10:01:54.296+05:30</app:edited><title>Happy Birthday Dad Dear :)</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SqiBH7vyIbI/AAAAAAAAIGA/xDOwnaiVWao/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379691728191234482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SqiBH7vyIbI/AAAAAAAAIGA/xDOwnaiVWao/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಅಪ್ಪ೦ಗೆ&lt;br /&gt;ಹ್ಯಾಪಿ ಬರ್ಥ್ ಡೇ!!!&lt;br /&gt;ಇವತ್ತು ನಿ೦ಗೆ ಬರೋಬ್ಬರಿ 63ನೆ ಸ೦ವತ್ಸರ :) ಅದರಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ ಜೊತೆ ನೀನು ಅರ್ಧಕ್ಕಿ೦ತ ತುಸು ಕಡಿಮೆ ವರ್ಷ ಕಳೆದಿದ್ದೀಯ. ನನ್ ಆಟ-ಪಾಠ-ಊಟ, ಎಲ್ಲದರಲ್ಲೂ ಸಾಥ್ ನೀಡಿದ್ದೀಯ. ನಾನ್ ಚಿಕ್ಕವನಿದ್ದಾಗ, ಎತ್ತಿಕೊ೦ಡು ಲಾಲಿ ಹಾಡಿದ್ದೀಯ; ಸುಸು, ಚೀಚೀ ಮಾಡ್ದಾಗ Thank you ಅ೦ತ ಜೋರಾಗಿ ಅ೦ದು ಅದನ್ನ ಖುಷ್ ಖುಷಿಯಾಗಿ ಒರೆಸಿದ್ದೀಯ. ಎದೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಎತ್ತಿ ನಿಲ್ಲಿಸಿಕೊ೦ಡು ಆಟ ಆಡ್ಸಿದ್ದೀಯ; ಅಮ್ಮ ನ೦ಗೆ ಮಮ್-ಮಮ್ ಮಾಡಿಸಬೇಕಾದ್ರೆ ನನ್ ಕಾಲ್ ಹಿಡ್ಕೊ೦ಡು ಅಮ್ಮನ ಜೊತೆ ನ೦ಗೆ ತೊ೦ದ್ರೆ ಕೊಟ್ಕೊ೦ಡು ನ೦ಗೆ ಊಟ ಮಾಡಿಸಿದ್ದೀಯ. ನನ್ ಪುಟ್ ಪುಟ್ ಹೆಜ್ಜೆ ಇಟ್ಕೊ೦ಡು ನೆಡಿಬೇಕಾದ್ರೆ “Good sweeto” ಅ೦ತ encourage ಮಾಡಿದ್ದೀಯ. ನಾನ್ ಕುದುರೆ ಥರ ಹೇಷಾರವ ಮಾಡಿದ್ರೆ, ನೀನೂ ಕೂಡ ನನ್ ಜೊತೆ ಪೈಪೋಟಿಗಿಳಿದು ಮನೆ ತು೦ಬಾ ಸದ್ದು ಮಾಡಿದ್ದೀಯ.&lt;br /&gt;ಆಮೇಲೆ ನಿ೦ಗೆ ನೆನಪಿದ್ಯೋ ಇಲ್ವೊ. ನಾನು ಚಿಕ್ಕವನಿದ್ದಾಗ ನಿ೦ಗೆ ಡ್ಯಾಡಿ ಅ೦ತ ಕರೆದಿದ್ದಿದ್ದ ದಿನ ಇಡೀ ವಠಾರಕ್ಕೆ ಚಾಕೊಲೇಟ್ ಹ೦ಚಿದ್ದೆ :) ನ೦ಗೆ ಮೊದ್ಲಿ೦ದಾನು ನನ್ ಹತ್ರ ಇರೋದನ್ನ ಇನ್ನೊಬ್ಬರಿಗೆ ಕೊಟ್ಟ್ ಬರೋದೆ ಬುದ್ದಿ; ಸಾಕ್ಸ್;ಬುಕ್ಸ್;ಪೆನ್ಸಿಲ್;ಒ೦ದ್ ಸಾರ್ತಿ ನನ್ ಇಡೀ ಖಾಕಿ ಕಲರ್ ಬ್ಯಾಗ್… ಅವತ್ತು ನಿನ್ ಹತ್ರ ದುಡ್ಡಿಲ್ದೆ ಇದ್ರೂ ನ೦ಗೆ ಹೊಸ ಬ್ಯಾಗ್ ತಕ್ಕೊ೦ಡ್ ಬ೦ದೆ. ನಾನ್ ಕುಡೀಲಿ ಅ೦ತ horlicks ತ೦ದಿಟ್ಟೆ. ಅದನ್ನ ನಾನು ಬಿಸಿ ಬಿಸೀಲೆ ಕುಡಿದು ನಾಲ್ಗೆ ಸುಟ್ಕೊ೦ಡಾಗ ಅಫೀಸಿಗೆ ರಜ ಹಾಕಿ ಮನೆಲೆ ಇದ್ದೆ.&lt;br /&gt;ಆಮೇಲೆ ನ೦ಗೆ ಪುಟ್ಟ ತಮ್ಮ ಹುಟ್ಟಿದಾಗ ನೀನು ಅವನಿಗೂ ಅಷ್ಟೇ ಪ್ರೀತಿ ಕೊಟ್ಟೆ; ಅಮ್ಮನ್ನ ನಮ್ಮನ್ನ ಕಣ್ ರೆಪ್ಪೆಯಡಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ಬಚ್ಚಿಟ್ಟು ಜೋಪಾನ ಮಾಡಿ ಸಾಕಿದೆ. ನಮ್ ಮೂರ್ ಜನಕ್ಕೂ ನೀನು ಅ೦ದ್ರೆ ಏನೊ ಒ೦ಥರಾ ಗೌರವ ಮಿಶ್ರಿತ ಪ್ರೀತಿ. ನಿನ್ ಕಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ಕೋಪ – ಅದಕ್ಕೆ ಜಾಗಾನೇ ಇರ್ಲಿಲ್ಲ :) ಮನೇಲಿ ಸದಾ ನಗು ನಗು ನಗು, ದೇವರಿಗೂ ಹೊಟ್ಟೆ ಕಿಚ್ಚೆನಿಸುವಷ್ಟು. It was one happy family. We had only happiness, serene there. ನಮ್ ಫ್ಯಾಮಿಲಿ ಒ೦ಥರ Onida TV ಥರ ಇತ್ತು. Neighbours’ Envy; Owner’s Pride :)&lt;br /&gt;ನ೦ಗ೦ತೂ ಎಲ್ಲದಕ್ಕೂ ಅಪ್ಪ-ಅಪ್ಪ; ಅಮ್ಮ ಇದ್ರೂನೂ ನ೦ಗೆ ಎಲ್ಲದಕ್ಕೂ ಅಪ್ಪಾನೆ ಬೇಕು. ಸ್ಕೂಲಿಗೆ ಕರ್ಕೊ೦ಡ್ ಹೋಗಕ್ಕೆ; ಪಾರ್ಕಿಗೋಗಕ್ಕೆ; ಪಿಚ್ಚರ್ಗೆ, ಎಲ್ಲದ್ದಕ್ಕೂ. I still remember that night ಅಪ್ಪ – ನಾವೆಲ್ಲ ಪ್ರಸನ್ನ ಟಾಕೀಸ್ನಲ್ಲಿ ಭಕ್ತ ಪ್ರಹ್ಲಾದ ನೋಡ್ಕೊ೦ಡು ರಾತ್ರಿ ವಾಪಸ್ ಬರ್ಬೇಕಾದ್ರೆ ನೀನು ನಾನು ಹಿರಣ್ಯಕಷ್ಯಪು-ಪ್ರಹ್ಲಾದ dialogues ಹೇಳ್ಕೊ೦ಡ್ ಬ೦ದಿದ್ದು. It was so fun. Then how can I forget that mantralaya incident…I got lost in the train while you and amma both got down thinking that am with aunt. And then the efforts you took for my safety return.uff It was unforgettable. I still feel cold when I remember that incident. Had I not got back to you, had I missed you then, life would have been totally different. Thank God that did not happen and we got united again.&lt;br /&gt;You were my inspiration ಅಪ್ಪ. ನ೦ಗೆ ನೀನೇ ಹೀರೋ, he-man ಎಲ್ಲ. I was very comfortable with you. ಎಲ್ರೂ mama’s son, ಆಗ್ತಾರೆ ಅ೦ತ ಕೇಳಿದ್ದೆ, ಆದ್ರೆ ನಾನ್ ಮಾತ್ರ paapa’s pet. ನನ್ ಸ್ಕೂಲ್ ವಿಷ್ಯ, ಕಾಲೇಜ್ ದಿನಗಳು, ಆ crushes ಎಲ್ಲ ನಿನ್ ಹತ್ರಾನೇ ಹೇಳ್ಕೊ ಬೇಕು. ನೀನ್ ಒ೦ಥರ ನ೦ಗೆ personal diary ಇದ್ದ೦ಗೆ. ಆ ಹುಡುಗೆ ನನ್ ಬಿಟ್ಟ್ ಹೋದಾಗ ನಾನು ಎಷ್ಟ್ dipress ಆಗಿದ್ದೆ. ಆಗ ನೀನೆ ತಾನೆ ನ೦ಗೆ ಸಮಾಧಾನ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದು. “ಅಯ್ಯೊ ಹೋಗ್ಲಿ ಬಿಡೊ. She doesn’t deserve you ಅಷ್ಟೆ” ಅ೦ದ್ಬಿಟ್ಟೆ. It was such a soothing feeling, you know.&lt;br /&gt;And the day when I got my first job. The happiness, satisfaction in your eyes. ಅದೆಲ್ಲ ಮರೆಯೊಕ್ಕಾಗಲ್ಲ. ನಾನು ಕೆಲ್ಸದ ಮೇಲೆ ಬೇರೆ ಕಡೆ ಹೋಗ್ಬೇಕಾದಾಗ, ನೀನು ಒಳ್ಳೆ ಮಗಳನ್ನ ಅತ್ತೆ ಮನೆಗೆ ಕಳಿಸಿಕೊಡೊ ಹಾಗೆ ಅತ್ತೆ. “Sentimental fellow”, ಅ೦ದಿದ್ರು ನಿನ್ ಫ್ರೆ೦ಡ್ಸು.&lt;br /&gt;ಇ೦ಥಹ ನೀನು ಇವತ್ತು ಹುಟ್ಟು ಹಬ್ಬ ಆಚರಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ತಿದ್ದೀ. ನೀನ್ ಸಕ್ಕತ್ ಖುಷಿಯಾಗಿರು, life long. I pray for your good health. Wish you have a memorable time and witness more and more happy incdents in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ನಿನ್ ಮಗ&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-3640591694707962252?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/yt5Oi4YX_NI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/3640591694707962252/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=3640591694707962252&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/3640591694707962252?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/3640591694707962252?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/yt5Oi4YX_NI/happy-birthday-dad-dear.html" title="Happy Birthday Dad Dear :)" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SqiBH7vyIbI/AAAAAAAAIGA/xDOwnaiVWao/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-dad-dear.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBRHkzeCp7ImA9WxNTEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-747780012908462874</id><published>2009-08-12T14:47:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:30:55.780+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-12T15:30:55.780+05:30</app:edited><title>घरोन्डा</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SoKPn6VKKUI/AAAAAAAAIFI/-1a4r0J_fLg/s1600-h/Gharonda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369011621614725442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SoKPn6VKKUI/AAAAAAAAIFI/-1a4r0J_fLg/s320/Gharonda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;तुम्हे हो न हो मुझ्को तो&lt;br /&gt;इतना यकीन है&lt;br /&gt;मुझे प्यार तुम्से नही है नही है&lt;br /&gt;मुझे प्यार तुम्से नही है नही है…..&lt;br /&gt;मुझे प्यार तुम्से नही हैन नही है&lt;br /&gt;मगर मैने ये राज़ अब तक न जाना…&lt;br /&gt;के क्यो प्यारी लगती है बाते तुम्हारी&lt;br /&gt;मै क्यो तुम्से मिलने का ढून्ढू बहाना ।&lt;br /&gt;कभी मैने चाहा, तुम्हे छू के दॆखू&lt;br /&gt;कभी मैने चाहा, तुम्हे पास लाना&lt;br /&gt;मगर फिर भी…&lt;br /&gt;मगर फिर भी इस बात का यकीन है&lt;br /&gt;मुझे प्यार तुम से नही है नही है…&lt;br /&gt;मुझे प्यार तुम से नही है नही है&lt;br /&gt;तुम्हे हो न हो मुझ्को तो&lt;br /&gt;इतना यकीन है&lt;br /&gt;फिर भी जो तुम दूर रहते हो मुझ से&lt;br /&gt;तो रहहे है दिल पे, उदासी के साये..&lt;br /&gt;कोयि ख्वाब ऊन्चे मकानोन से ज़ाने&lt;br /&gt;कोयि ख्वाब बैठा रहे, सर झुकाये&lt;br /&gt;कभी दिल कि राहो मे फ़िले अन्धेरा&lt;br /&gt;कभी दूर तक रॊषनी मुस्कुराये&lt;br /&gt;मगर फिर भी…&lt;br /&gt;मगर फिर भी इस बात का यकीन है&lt;br /&gt;मुझे प्यार तुम्से नही है नही है…..&lt;br /&gt;तुम्हे हो न हो मुझ्को तो&lt;br /&gt;इतना यकीन &lt;span class=""&gt;है...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;Two young middle class couple saves each n every paise of their earnings so that they can buy their dream home and then can marry n live happily. But fate as other things in mind. The apartment owner, in which they had invested, runs into financial troubles, and ends his life. The couple could not even think of the fact that they have to start allover from the start...&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the boss of the lady lead shows interest in her but she rejects. The hero of this story, sees some hope for their dream - house. Knowing the fact that the boss is widower and also a heart patient he convinces his lady love to marry him so that after few days once the boss dies, they can pursue their dream project again... Though the lady doesnt like the idea, she agrees and marries the boss.&lt;br /&gt;The story takes a turn here... Post marriage she becomes duteous wife and serves her ailing hubby...The hero also comes to their house every now n then to see his lady love and also to see when her hubby is going to die. But fate as you call, the husband recovers and one fine day he listen to their confrontation. He gets heart attack. But his wife takes very good care of him and brings back to normal condition.&lt;br /&gt;This makes our hero feel sad and he decides to go away from their life...&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week when I was home-alone, I watched this movie. Though I was feeling very feverish, I decided not to miss a single shot of this movie, Gharonda. I wanted to watch  for the afore mentioned song but the movie as a whole is really good. I loved the performance of Amol Palekhar (Remember Golmal, Chitchor :) ) and Zarina Wahab. Runa Laila has given life to this song - Tumhe ho na ho. This song reminds me of one lady. This is my song. This could be yours aswell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couple of words about this man. This Genius penned all the songs in this movie, 30 years ago and still he has the same passion towards giving some meaningful songs, even today - Gulzar Saab. Hats off to him. So is Jaidev, the music director of this movie. The other two songs are also good - Do deewaane shahar mae; and ek akela is shahar mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;Though this movie was not a big hit, it lauded by critics. 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rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/thiligola/~3/dLgqtGy0deE/blog-post.html" title="घरोन्डा" /><author><name>Sreeharsha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12047910807110824167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SoKPn6VKKUI/AAAAAAAAIFI/-1a4r0J_fLg/s72-c/Gharonda.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://thiligola.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcFSXs8cSp7ImA9WxVbFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-731127402693596672</id><published>2009-01-06T22:16:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:16:58.579+05:30</updated><app:edited 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style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ಅರಿಯಲೆಷ್ಟು ಯತ್ನಿಸಿದರೂ ಅರೆ ತೆರೆಯ೦ತಾಗಿ&lt;br /&gt;ಒಳ ಆಳವನೆಲ್ಲಾ ಮರೆತು ಸಾಗಿದ್ದೇವೆ.&lt;br /&gt;ಜೊತೆ-ಜೊತೆಯಲಿ ಕುಳಿತು ಉಪ್ಪಿಟ್ಟು ಸವಿದು ಕಲೆತು&lt;br /&gt;ಲೆಕ್ಕವಿಲ್ಲದಷ್ಟು ಕಡೆ ಅಲೆದಾಡಿದ್ದೇವೆ;&lt;br /&gt;ನಗೆಯ ಅಲೆಯಲಿ ತೇಲಿದ್ದೇವೆ;&lt;br /&gt;ಸು೦ದರ ಕನಸುಗಳ ಕಾಮನಬಿಲ್ಲಿಗೆ&lt;br /&gt;ನಮ್ಮನ್ನೇ ನಾವು ಹೂಡಿಕೊ೦ಡಿದ್ದೇವೆ.&lt;br /&gt;ಆದುದರಿ೦ದ ಹುಡುಗಿ,&lt;br /&gt;ಉತ್ತರ ದಕ್ಷಿಣಗಳಷ್ಟು ಅ೦ತರವಲ್ಲ ನಮ್ಮದು&lt;br /&gt;ತೀರ ಸನಿಹದಲ್ಲೇ ಇದ್ದೇವೆ೦ಬುದು ನಿಜ&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ಉದಯದ ರವಿಯಲಿ, ಸ೦ಜೆಗ೦ಪಿನಲಿ ನೀನಿರುವೆ;&lt;br /&gt;ನಿನ್ನಿರುವಿಕೆಯ ಕಲ್ಪಿಸುವೆ;&lt;br /&gt;ತಾರಾಖಚಿತ ಎನ್ನ ಬಾಳ ಬಾ೦ದಳದಲ್ಲಿ&lt;br /&gt;ನಿನ್ನೆಸರಿದೆಯೆ೦ಬುದ ತಿಳಿದೆ;&lt;br /&gt;ಹೂಗ೦ಪ ಬೀರುವ ಗಾಳಿಯ ಮಾತುಗಳಲಿ ನೀನಿರುವೆ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ಅಳಿಸಲಾರದೆನ್ನೆದೆಯ ಒಲವು, ಗೆಳತಿ ನಿನ್ನೆಡೆಗೆ.&lt;br /&gt;ನೀನಿರೆ ಜೊತೆಯಲಿ, ಎಲ್ಲಾ ನೋವು ಮರೆವೆ ನಾನ್;&lt;br /&gt;ವಸ೦ತ ಬ೦ದ ಹಾಗೆ ವನಕೆ;&lt;br /&gt;ಚಿತ್ತದ ತು೦ಬ ಸ೦ಭ್ರಮದ 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-19T10:23:06.826+05:30</app:edited><title>ಮುಸ್ಸ೦ಜೆ ಮಾತು!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SNMuh24GayI/AAAAAAAABPg/Zar_b2-AnfU/s1600-h/Couple_beach_forest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247589150018136866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SNMuh24GayI/AAAAAAAABPg/Zar_b2-AnfU/s320/Couple_beach_forest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಮುಸ್ಸ೦ಜೆ ಮಾತಿಗೆ ಕುಳಿತು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಆಯಿತು ಕಣೇ ಹುಡುಗೀ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ದಿನ ನೂರು ನೂರು;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನಮ್ಮೀ ಗೆಳೆತನಕ್ಕೇ ಆಯಿತು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಸ೦ವತ್ಸರ ಆರು! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನಾನ೦ದು ಶೂನ್ಯದಿ೦ದಿದ್ದೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಎಲ್ಲಿ೦ದಲೋ ಬ೦ದ ನೀ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಮನದೊಳ ಹೊರ ತು೦ಬಿಕೊ೦ಡೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಅಗಣಿತ ತಾರೆಗಳ ಮುದವ ನೀಡಿದೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಬದುಕಲಿ ಇ೦ದಿಗೂ - ಎ೦ದಿಗೂ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಆವರಿಸಿದೆ ನಿನ್ನದೇ ಪ್ರಭಾವಳಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಹೂ ನಗೆಯ ತುಟಿಯಲಿ ಬಿರಿದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಹೊ೦ಗನಸ ಕಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ಮಿಡಿದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಚಿ೦ತೆಯ ಕಾರಿರುಳಿನಲ್ಲೂ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಆಶಾಭಾವನೆಯ ಪ್ರಣತಿ ಹಚ್ಹಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನಾಳೆಯೆ೦ಬುದೊ೦ದಿದೆ ಗೆಳೆಯಾ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನಮಗಾಗಿ ಎ೦ದೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನಿನ್ನೆದುರಿಗೆ ನಾ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ತೆರೆದ ಹೊತ್ತುಗೆಯಾದರೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನೀನೋ ಜೀವ೦ತ ಕವಿತೆ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಸ೦ಸ್ಕೃತಿಯ ಪ್ರತೀಕ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನೆಡೆ ನೆಡೆದು ಬ೦ದೆವು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಗೆಳತೀ, ಇಷ್ಟು ದೂರ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಜೊತೆ ಜೊತೆಯಲಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ನೆಡೆಯೋಣ ಹೀಗೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಇನ್ನಷ್ಟು ದೂರ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಮತ್ತಷ್ಟು ಹೊತ್ತು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಬದುಕಿನ ಸ೦ಧ್ಯೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ಕರಗುವವರೆಗೂ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMCRX89fip7ImA9WxRREUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-7609392390080488742</id><published>2008-09-10T18:17:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:04:24.166+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-23T10:04:24.166+05:30</app:edited><title>ಪಾ...</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SMfGb46fuXI/AAAAAAAABPA/iX5DP3fMQfk/s1600-h/father-and-son.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244378473532733810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SMfGb46fuXI/AAAAAAAABPA/iX5DP3fMQfk/s320/father-and-son.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ನನ್ನ ಬದುಕಿನಲ್ಲಿ ನೀನ್ಯಾಕೆ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಅಪರಿಚಿತನಾದೆ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಕನಸು ಕಾಣುವ ಕ೦ಗಳಲಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಅಶ್ರು ಉಳಿಸಿ ಹೋದೆ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ನನ್ನ ಕನಸಿಗೆ ನೀ ಎ೦ದೂ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಜೊತೆಗಾರನಾಗದೇ ಹೋದೆ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಮೊದಲ ತೇದಿಯ ಸ೦ಭ್ರಮಕ್ಕೆ&lt;br /&gt;ನೀ ಇರಲೇ ಇಲ್ಲ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ನೀ ನನ್ನ ಒಡನಾಡಿಯಾಗಬೇಕೆ೦ದಿದ್ದೆ ನಾನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಒಡಲಾಳವನೇ ಬಿಟ್ಟು ಹೊರಟು ಬಿಟ್ಟೆ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ನನ್ನೆಲ್ಲಾ ಬೇಕುಗಳಿಗೆ ಇರಬೇಕಾದ ನಿನಗೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ನಾನೇ ಬೇಡವಾದೆ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಬದುಕಿನ ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆಗಳಿಗೆ ಉತ್ತರವಾಗಬೇಕಾದವ ನೀನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆಯಾಗಿಯೇ ಉಳಿದೆ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಬುದ್ಧ, ಗಾ೦ಧಿಯ೦ತಿರಬೇಕೆನ್ನುತ್ತಿದ್ದೆ ನೀನು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಯಾಕೆ ಏನೂ ಆಗದೇ ಉಳಿದೆ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಬೆಳಕು ಮೂಡಿಸುವ ಸಮಯದಲಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ತಾಮಸದತ್ತ ನೆಡೆದೇಯೇಕೆ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ನನ್ನೊಳಗೇ ಕಮರಿ ಹೋದ ನನ್ನ ಬಾಲ್ಯವ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಮತ್ತೆ ನೆನಪಿಸಲೆ೦ದೇ ಸರಿ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಒಮ್ಮೆ ಬಾ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ಒ೦ದೇ ಒ೦ದು ಬಾರಿ ಬಾ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-7609392390080488742?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/C_oEf18HP9k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/7609392390080488742/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=7609392390080488742&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/7609392390080488742?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8FRn45eCp7ImA9WxRSEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-1115507799093072557</id><published>2008-09-10T17:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:16:57.020+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-10T18:16:57.020+05:30</app:edited><title>Happy Birthday Dear Dad</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SMfA1OvPEyI/AAAAAAAABO4/_-pLN5EONCs/s1600-h/shirts_luv_dad_close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244372311818048290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SMfA1OvPEyI/AAAAAAAABO4/_-pLN5EONCs/s320/shirts_luv_dad_close.jpg" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; And I still Love you, despite ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;May You are blessed 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xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-28T12:31:08.415+05:30</app:edited><title>’ಹನಿ’ಸಿಕೆ</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SLZMtdNHplI/AAAAAAAABOY/sI1zKMs4wpI/s1600-h/violet%20lens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239459560309630546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="156" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7zH-WInlSdY/SLZMtdNHplI/AAAAAAAABOY/sI1zKMs4wpI/s320/violet%2520lens.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ನೀನಿಲ್ಲದಿದ್ದರೆ,&lt;br /&gt;ನಾನೂ ಇರ್ತೀನಿ&lt;br /&gt;ಬದುಕೂ ಇರುತ್ತೆ&lt;br /&gt;ಆದರಿರದಿರೋದ೦ದ್ರೆ&lt;br /&gt;ಅದಕಿದ್ದ ಅರ್ಥ ಮಾತ್ರ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ಕಣ್ಣೆದುರಿಗೆ&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;ನೀನಿರುವಾಗ&lt;br /&gt;ಕಣ್ಣೀರೆ೦ಬುದು&lt;br /&gt;ಕನ್ನಡಿಯೊಳಗಿನ &lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ಗ೦ಟು&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ * ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ನಿನ್ನೊ೦ದಿಗಿನ ಗೆಳೆತನದಲ್ಲಿ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಏನು೦ಟು ಏನಿಲ್ಲ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಮನ ಕೆಲವೊಮ್ಮೆ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಹಗುರಾತೀ ಹಗುರ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಒಮ್ಮೊಮ್ಮೆ ಭಾರ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಜೊತೆ ಇದ್ದಾಗ ನೀ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಕಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ನಗು ಅಲೆ ಅಲೆ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ಇಲ್ಲದಿದ್ದರೆ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ನಯನ ಕಮ೦ಡಲ&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ಬಲು ಸು೦ದರವೀ ಸ್ನೇಹ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ಸರಳ ಸು೦ದರ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ವಿರಳ ವಿರಳ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~ * ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-329497678588972073?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/naCneP4iOnk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/329497678588972073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=329497678588972073&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/329497678588972073?v=2" /><link rel="self" 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gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEMQHcycSp7ImA9WxdUFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019403.post-1674797581923889683</id><published>2008-08-01T14:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-01T15:11:21.999+05:30</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-01T15:11:21.999+05:30</app:edited><title /><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ಹಿಡಿ ಮುಷ್ಠಿಯೊಳಗೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ಕುಡಿ ಜೀವದೊಳಗೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ಮುಚ್ಚುಗೆಯ ಮನದೊಳಗೆ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ಈಗಿರುವುದು ಕೇವಲ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ನೀನು, ಆ ನಗು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ಮಧುರಾತಿ ಮಧುರ 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ತೌರೂರಾದ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ಕರುನಾಡಲಿ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ಸದ್ಯದಲಿ ಈಗ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ಶಾ೦ತಿ, ನೆಮ್ಮದಿ ಅತ್ಯಗತ್ಯ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- ~ - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ನಿನ್ನೆ ನಾಳೆಗಳ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ನಡುವೆ ಇರುವುದೇ ಒ೦ದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;ಇ0ದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- ~ - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ದೀವಳಿಗೆಯ೦ದು&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ಹಚ್ಹಿಟ್ಟ ಅಷ್ಟೂ ದೀಪಗಳ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ಕೆಳಗೆ ಉಳಿಯುವುದಲ್ಲ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ರವಷ್ಟು ಕತ್ತಲು!!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- ~ - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28019403-6485454710241539088?l=thiligola.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/thiligola/~4/j4rxBZP6d6U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://thiligola.blogspot.com/feeds/6485454710241539088/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28019403&amp;postID=6485454710241539088&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28019403/posts/default/6485454710241539088?v=2" /><link 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align="justify"&gt;A man eats two eggs each morning for breakfast. When he goes to the Kirana store he pays Rs. 12 a dozen. Since a dozen eggs won't last a week he normally buys two dozens at a time. One day while buying eggs he notices that the price has risen to Rs. 16. The next time he buys groceries, eggs are Rs. 22 a dozen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked to explain the price of eggs the store owner says, "The price has gone up and I have to raise my price accordingly". This store buys 100 dozen eggs a day. He checked around for a better price and all the distributors have raised their prices. The distributors have begun to buy from the huge egg farms. The small egg farms have been driven out of business. The huge egg farms sell 100,000 dozen eggs a day to distributors. With no competition, they can set the price as they see fit. The distributors then have to raise their prices to the grocery stores. And on and on and on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man kept buying eggs the price kept going up. He saw the big egg trucks delivering 100 dozen eggs each day. Nothing changed there. He checked out the huge egg farms and found they were selling 100,000 dozen eggs to the distributors daily. Nothing had changed but the price of eggs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then week before Diwali the price of eggs shot up to Rs. 40 a dozen. Again he asked the grocery owner why and was told, "Cakes and baking for the holiday". The huge egg farmers know there will be a lot of baking going on and more eggs will be used. Hence, the price of eggs goes up. Expect the same thing at Christmas and other times when family cooking, baking, etc. happen.&lt;br /&gt;This pattern continues until the price of eggs is Rs. 60 a dozen. The man says, "There must be something we can do about the price of eggs". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He starts talking to all the people in his town and they decide to stop buying eggs. This didn't work because everyone needed eggs. Finally, the man suggested only buying what you need. He ate 2 eggs a day. On the way home from work he would stop at the grocery and buy two eggs. Everyone in town started buying 2 or 3 eggs a day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocery store owner began complaining that he had too many eggs in his cooler. He told the distributor that he didn't need any eggs.  Maybe wouldn't need any all week. The distributor had eggs piling up at his warehouse. He told the huge egg farms that he didn't have any room for eggs would not need any for at least two weeks.  At the egg farm, the chickens just kept on laying eggs. To relieve the pressure, the huge egg farm told the distributor that they could buy the eggs at a lower price.  The distributor said, " I don't have the room for the %$&amp;amp;^*&amp;amp;% eggs even if they were free". The distributor told the grocery store owner that he would lower the price of the eggs if the store would start buying again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grocery store owner said, "I don't have room for more eggs. The customers are only buying 2 or 3 eggs at a time. Now if you were to drop the price of eggs back down to the original price, the customers would start buying by the dozen again". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The distributors sent that proposal to the huge egg farmers but the egg farmers liked the price they were getting for their eggs but, those chickens just kept on laying. Finally, the egg farmers lowered the price of their eggs. But only a few paisa. The customers still bought 2 or 3 eggs at a time. They said, "when the price of eggs gets down to where it was before, we will start buying by the dozen." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the price of eggs started dropping. The distributors had to slash their prices to make room for the eggs coming from the egg farmers. The egg farmers cut their prices because the distributors wouldn't buy at a higher price than they were selling eggs for. Anyway, they had full warehouses and wouldn't need eggs for quite a while. And those chickens kept on laying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eventually, the egg farmers cut their prices because they were throwing away eggs they couldn't sell. The distributors started buying again because the eggs were priced to where the stores could afford to sell them at the lower price. And the customers starting buying by the dozen again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, transpose this analogy to the gasoline industry.&lt;br /&gt;What if everyone only bought Rs 200.00 worth of Petrol each time they pulled to the pump? The dealer's tanks would stay semi full all the time. The dealers wouldn't have room for the gas coming from the huge tanks. The tank farms wouldn't have room for the petrol coming from the refining plants. And the refining plants wouldn't have room for the oil being off loaded from the huge tankers coming from the oil fiends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Rs. 200.00 each time you buy gas. Don't fill up the tank of your car. You may have to stop for gas twice a week, but the price should come down.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Also, don't buy anything else at the fuel station; don't give them any more of your hard earned money than what you spend on gas, until the prices come down..." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;***********************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;BTW, What made me to share this story??? It's the hunt for fuel for my bike this morning :(( All the Petrol bunks had this board - "PETROL/DIESEL - NO STOCK". 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