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Returned to blogging after almost two years. Its so true time changes you and your thoughts. I want to go back to writing regularly. It helped me so much and for sure now its gonna help me further.Now I am a mother of a super naughty baby boy. He has taught me to be more patient and take the life as it comes. If tired then go to sleep and wake up after 2 hours with total fresh ideas to explore.

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Certain things in your life suddenly make you stop and look back...look back and realize that life has given you so much. There was time when all we wanted was a good college. Once there, prayed to God for a good job. Later on, the wish converted to ANY job with good salary. I saw my friends almost crying if they were not selected in an interview. And some who were super excited and flaunted that

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I have so much to write... Its so confusing how to start... Dont know when..but soon.. I shall return!!!

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I am in love with this song from Phir Milenge: Khul Ke muskurale... Lyrics are so good...Khul Ke Muskurale Tu Dard Ko Sharmaney DeBoondon Ko Dhartee Par Saaz Ek Bajaney De Hawayen Keh Rahee Hain, Aaja Jhoolein ZaraGagan Ke Gaal Ko Jakey Choolein ZaraUtaar Gham Ke Mozey, Zamein Ko Gungunaney DeKankaron Ko Talwon Main Gudgudee Machaney DeKhul Ke Muskuraley...Saaz Ek Bajaney De Jheel Ek Aadat Hai,

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Smiles brought us together for the first timeI could trust you, I knew right thenLove pronounced us husband and wifeNothing could ever tear us apart,I knew right thenYears will bind us strongerFights will get worsePleasures will become a habitBut I will always knowThat you are by my sideTo hold my handShare my joy,and my tearsToday I celebrate our loveAs we continue our journeyIn another

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I was finally happy to hear from Anand those magical words... "I will regularly play squash every weekend!"I have been forcing him to do some physical activity at least on weekends. So he leaves for IIT campus at 9:00 am with his friend N.After around one hour, I call Anand to know when will he be free.He replies, "Dear, I am waiting for N. He has gone for some work in my car. By the way, I have

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Finally, I am writing my much delayed and most interesting post...I have been going through these mood swings from couple of weeks... I almost fought with Anand for no reason on 3rd June. Pity guy, he listened to my nonsense for full 3 hours. That day he was on leave since he wanted to take some rest... and I managed to ruin his day...5th June : He comes from office and says today I will go to

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She dreams of flowers from her garden... While walking the aisle some seeds fell by the wayside.She nurtured those seeds, watered them. She waited to see beautiful flowers...but wind blew to destroy them..She tried to hold them..protect them...She still dreams....dreams for flowers...

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"I need to buy new specs for Ma and also a new sari. The old ones are tattered. She hasn't bought one ever since Papa died 4 years back. The money earned by stitching clothes has been spent only upon my education.I can now convince Radha's father to let me marry her. She has been my best friend since last 10 years. She has always waited for this dayOh, I forgot I even need to get Ma's bangles she

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I reallly need a break.. I want to get out of office... Mumbai...infact out of country for a trip...But alas, I cant resign right now (my company needs me)... no money to make a trip....not even in India....sob sob...some body help me...P.S. :Oh no...got a call...got to make some financial documents ready in half an hour.. I have no clue how to use Tally!!! :((((

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Aruna (If you haven't read about her before, click here), suddenly asks me "Didi, can you lend me 150 Rs today?"This is quite surprising because she never asks for money in middle of the month.I tried to inquire about it, " What Happened? everything okay?"She answered "Yeah Di, I just need to go to parlor. Haven't got my eyebrows and waxing since 2 months.":O :O :O

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Today is one of those days when I feel frustrated with my colleagues. Certain people are there who always shout to bring in some changes...changes as in make things automated...make everything accessible..and when we do that..they are one to say that why the hell have you made life so complicated for us???Its so emotionally draining when you give in 200% of your dedication to bring about changes

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As I step outsideA drop of rain falls from the clouds aboveReminds me of the beautiful world around meI see people running helter-skelterMoms holding hands of kidsRunning to reach home fastI see the 5 year old kidLaughing his heart outHolding an orange candyI see the birds flying back to their nestTrying to cover their babiesPleading the skyI let my fingers reach out to the dropsWanting to wash

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Yesterday, after returning from gym, a Blue Dart van was parked right in front of the colony gate. I was already in spoiled mood, and thus literally honked the car horn for 2 minutes. The driver was not at all in mood to even start his van. I muttered all nonsense for him (silently :)).After parking the car, I enter my home. My maid informs me, that we have got a courier. Guess what it was

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Take me to a drive todayFar on a lonely roadWith gentle breeze swaying my hairWe shall sit on the bridge over the riverTo talk endlessly through the eyesUnder the open sky and shiny starsHold me tightTo let me hear the sound of your breathNear my neckAnd touch of your fingers on my skinCaressing me gentlyLet me stare deep in your eyesAllow me to awaken what’s asleep in your mindAnd when the sun

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Loved the below lines in "Almost Single" by Advaita Kala:"Sometimes, life is like a book. You can get so desperate to reach the end of the story that you conveniently skip a couple of chapters. However, when you do get to the end, you're left with this icky restless feeling, and you know that you need to go back to those missing chapters before you can close he book."Isn't it so true?

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I always tell my friends that it takes just an hour to write a blog, then why aren't you regular..and lol..this time its me!!! But I swear, past 3 months have been the most tiring and busy months ever since I have come to Mumbai.So here are quick updates:1. My company thinks I am a Mom in office who can scold employees to be disciplined.2. I have got lots of new responsibility. I confess that

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We have decided that its better to control ourselves right now, instead later repenting upon when Japanese recruiting us as "Sumo Fighters".So, we decided that from now on we will take very light dinner. It would contain more of fiber and proteins and less of carbs and sweets. Also, mostly we will avoid bakery products.Scene: 3 days later , Morning 8 amBackground: As usual Anand is late, running

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One my friend has this status msg for the day:How creative someone could be!!!!Got more good titles/quotes? Do let me know.

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Hope everyone had a great weekend!!! I also had loads of fun... Since Saturday morning Andy strictly told me that I am not gonna go anywhere without him. The reason was he was leaving for a business trip for this week. We had loads of work for 14th Feb. So got up early morning and planned for the whole day. We had surely decided on one thing that we will not go out since its V day that too on

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I found a new friend at my aerobics class and again the same thing happened, we share the same name. It’s not the first time. In college or in school or in dance class...wherever I go the first friend I make her name is Priyanka. During my school days, there were around 4 gals with same name and I so hated it. I always asked my mom to change my name. But she told that Dadaji loved this name and

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Yesterday went to Matunga and saw "Ismat Apa ke Naam". Its my second play and I loved it. The play was presented by Naseerudin Shah, Ranta Pathak Shah and their daughter, Hemal Shah. Since, it was my second play so I really dont know what is THE Best performance and the good performance, but all I can say it was delight to watch such fine actors live. Last time Anand was not allowed entry since

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I have been trying to write a post from past one week. But everytime I login, a meeting pops up. So many things are there to write about. First of all, I am sorry I need to post the pics of my nephew and fun we had in Mumbai. Will surely try to post them by this weekend.Now for some updates. Most important, I have a samba competition at my dance class on 15th Feb. I am really excited about it.

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Seemingly, last few weeks I have been listening to some beautiful songs. To count them, it would be Album - Slumdog Millionaire. One must be thinking that the movie has been given lot of hype, but I really have fell in love with its songs. I have been playing them in repeated mode on i-pod, for almost a week now. And now I am waiting for Dilli-6 songs. Sonam Kapoor is looking awsomely cute,

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It was the best time of 2008… I had 5 full days at home without any travelling to hometown. We were around 5-6 people at Andy’s frenz (my boss). For a change all of us were non-smokers, non-drinkers. I cooked up dinner at his place. It was so fun, making guy’s sit and asking them to chop the vegetables : )). And then we all saw Slumdog Millionaire on projector. By the way in afternoon I had seen

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Winters are such a delight for me. I am typically fond of those foggy mornings, with a cuppa of tea in hand, overloaded wih clothes, sleeping till late in the cosy quilt, eating all kind of paranthas, gajar ka halwa, gajak... Oh much I miss North India this time of the year. Yeah I know you gain weight..but then how does it matter..next is summer to sweat out all the fat!!!Other than this I have

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Back in 2004, I was completely unaware of the aim of my life after completing my engineering. All my batchmates used to search on various job portals, keep editing their resumes, planned of going to Bangalore after college ended, for job search. Me and S would always be found chilling around in café deciding where to meet and have party after college. Another close friend of ours, B, would always

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Yesterday night, I felt lonely. For the first time after coming to Mumbai, I felt so aloof and alone. I am one of those people who rarely do anything all alone. Even if I have to go to buy grocery I would ask my neighbors to come with me or will drag Anand. I was at my dance class yesterday and a sudden creepy feeling came in. It told me that this is a land of strangers, I don't belong here. I

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Wohuuuu.....Guys...I have done some up gradations to my blog...First of all... Now I have a faviconIsn't it cool!!And then.. I have found the code to protect copying of the content of my blog...So no one can now right click...Yupieee!!!!Anyone who want to know how to do it..drop me mail...will help him/her..I guess i am so happy since I wanted to do all this 4 months back...but my laziness was

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Yesterday I left from office at around 6:30 pm... Its the time when Hiranandani starts getting crowded. I go home via a very narrow road. Only cars and two vehicles are allowed. Infact most of time they dont even allow Auto rickshaws to go through it. In that lane, I saw a group of around 12-15 bikers carrying flag of a political parties. Realised that election time is approaching now. I was

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This particular tag is going all over the blogsville these days..Ofcourse the best part is you get to know what people think of you.. So I got all greedy to post it on my blog as well.Here are the questions. You need to answer all these questions for me :) and let me know about myself:1. Who are you?2. Are we friends?3. Something I have and YOU want?4. Give me a nickname and explain why you

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Sometimes, first impression is not last impression. I met this guy in 2nd year training during engineering studies. He first appeared to be damn arrogant, selfish and an idiot. Though, I agreed that he had brains, but I used to say to my friends that I will not talk to him ever. I don’t know how in those 2 months he became my friend. Though, we never shared anything but I knew he will be around

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Richa has tagged me...Here are the rules:1. Put your music player on Shuffle mode. (Mere N73 ki jai ho )2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.3. Write the song name no matter what it is.4. After you've answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and let them know they've been tagged.Now before starting the Tag let me tell you that this is a pretty boring one. Infact

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This was my 2nd Diwali after marriage. This time we paid thrice the amount of ticket as fees to the agent. Till last day we were so unsure of how will we be going. Finally, when we got tickets, I was told it was of sleeper class. I have never travelled in a sleeper class, so Andy had already warned me that no matter if u have ticket, during Diwali you may not get space to sit. I was strictly told

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Day: Some Saturday in SeptemberTime: 3:30 pmPlace: D-MartShopping for office stationary and decoration items (A client was suppose to visit us on Monday). I called up my boss:Boss: Yeah Priyanka tell me..Me: Hi boss, mmm…aaa….uuummm, I forgot why I called up…Boss: Nothing new… (Banged the phone)My though bubble: What the F…??? Why do I forget things so much these days… Is someone stealing my

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I saw a pretty weird dream this morning. I saw my history teacher, Ms. Neena Mathur. This is weird since I have never been in touch with her after school, but yeah tried many a times to know about her. She always used to get confused with my name and called me Kanakpriya who was my classmate.Yesterday also she was calling me, saying that she wants to come back to India. She is not happy in

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Today is Karva Chauth. One of the days people associate with atrocities on women. I, of course, kept it. My reasons are:1. Pray to God to give Andy lots of patience to jhellofy my stupidities all my life. 2. A reason to get gifts. (BEST part)3. He has to close doors and lights one day before karva chauth. Arrey baba I have put Mehandi na… :P4. He can come early from office officially. His

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Life is hard, terribly hardFull of surprisesEach day teaching a new lessonDo not trust lifeI trusted itFor people told me that good deed repays backBut forgot to tell life has its own gambleIt loves to play hide and seekI never loved that game in pastNeither do I today.

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Me back!!!All these days in Jodhpur seems to be a dream. The whole time in Jodhpur was spent in sleeping, eating and sleeping. Mom was almost occupied whole day in kitchen to feed her 3 hungry children!! :PIt was so good. I didn’t felt even for a second that I am married and I am here only for 3 days. Living with my own family again after so much time brought back my old memories. I loved

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Yipieee!!!!I have always wanted to go to Jodhpur since my college days. The reason my whole college gang was from Jodhpur.Today I am going there....My family has shifted to Jodhpur.And the best part will meet my best friend . She has given birth to a baby. I am so excited to meet them!!!!Though, Andy is not going. So will miss him. :(Will be back on 5th. See you after that!!!Pray from God that I

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I hate everyone around me at this moment. People are so diplomat, egoistic…. I don’t understand why cant they always smile and bow a little in front of their so called friends. In past one year I have realized a lot difference between frenz, real frenz and true frenz. Today was supposed to be one of the best days… It is Andy’s bday…But my mood is all spoiled becoz of some stupid nasty people. I

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I have accepted Nidhi’s tag.So here are the rules: There are 26 values stated and we have to write an incident depicting that value. Now, I have done a modification to the TAG. Instead of writing one full incident depicting the value, I have written how each of the value is embedded in me. So here it goes:1.Respect: In school, I respected all my teachers. Thus I never tried to prove them wrong

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I am back with much more embarrassing mishaps.This time we went for a meeting at Trident Hotel. And guess what…. I entered a men’s toilet….Hellllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!How could I do that…..And cherry on the top is there was someone there who said sorry to me!!! And I didn’t saw his face. So even if for the rest of meeting if he was staring at me, I couldn’t recognize him. :)))Once we left

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Is it my fault if I misunderstood a person in DMart as a salesperson if he was wearing the same color shirt and an access card? But of Course it’s his fault that I tumble down and buy a Rs 100/- cell (instead of 10/-) and feel embarrassed for whole evening!!!! P.S.: I had to wait for around half an hour for an auto wala to drop me home. I hate Mumbai Auto walas. :(((((((((

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I have a real bad habit of watching TV while eating dinner. Many a times I forget to take my bite if something interesting is coming over.The other day we had ordered Pizza from Dominos. I love garlic breads more than pizza. So, as soon as we start I take my first bite of Garlic bread with cheese dip; and make sure that I have one piece left so that I can eat at the end after pizza. As usual I

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Recently, I have seen a major change in Bollywood. We have seen a lot amazing movies in past 2-3 weeks. Some of them being Mumbai Meri Jaan, Rock On, A Wednesday, Tahaan and about to come The Last Lear. These movies have defined a totally different genre of Bollywood. But except Rock On not other movies have earned enough publicity and Janta ka Vote. This is why most of the directors don’t think

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I have always been in lead when in wee hours of cooking in hostel. We used to experiment with lots of things in our room. That too, when we just had few vessels and a heater as our equipments. Usually, this feeling aroused in the middle of exam time. When everyone around us was busy in studying, we would be found begging for all the left over grub. And in the middle of the night our room would

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I have always been the unlucky one when shopping in Sale. So the story goes that whenever there is a sale, we both avoid going there. The reason is simple, it’s so crowded that everytime, I end up buying the costliest fresh items and not the sale one. So, Andy, usually hides messages announcing a new Sale. This weekend I wanted to shop. I thought that most of the stores must now be over with End

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Finally my lapppyyy is back, all fit and fine. So, now I will be back with my writings and blogs soon. Last one month was really very bad for us. First of all, lappy went in comma. Then one day Tata Sky ka dabba died. After, hell lot of discussion with customer care, we got a new one with another 3 months guarantee. I had thought that I will not suggest anyone to go for set top box thing. Cable

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Hey got this as forward (Probably this is dedicated to all new mommies :)):

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I know its been long time that I had promised to write about my Mount Abu Trip. But my lappy is still not working and office is keeping me very much busy. Meanwhile, my best friend gave birth to a baby boy. Many Many congratulations to Swati. The name has to be on letter 'Chi'... so think about some hot names and do tell me. I suggested Chironji Lal.. :).Also, one of my another close friend is

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Yupieeee!!!!!Me going for a break for 3 days. I will be meeting my mom dad after 4 months. We have planned a trip to Mount Abu and places nearby. Though our train tickets are still in waiting and hoping that a miracle happens and we get seats..but no matter how we go, we will go. So await for a long blog on my trip.P.S.: Yesterday, we went to see a play, ‘Biwi-O-Biwi’. Andy got stuck in traffic

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Yesterday night, a thought ran in my mind. I have been praising Jaane tu ya Jaane na… In fact on Friday when I was reading Richa’s blog, I wondered on the reason as to why Rats and Meow came back.They were just friends. That’s absolutely true. They never loved each other. Infact their parents wanted them to get married, but they didn’t. They never fell in love. It was only when they found their

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Ahhh.... after a long time I slept till 10 in morning on Saturday. What a delight it was!!! And of course, as usual Saturday breakfast had to include Eggs (Andy's favorite). When we were having our brunch, realised our Tata Sky TV was giving some trouble. We could only see Active Darshan. So saw Shirdi Baba ke darshan. And then, hona kya tha, Andy said why to see on TV; let’s go there only. And

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I have again been attacked by a tag. This time Nidhi has tagged me. The rules for this tag:1) Link the person who tagged you.2) Mention the rules on your blog.3) Tell 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.4) Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.5) Leave a comment on each Tagged blogger's blogs, letting them know that they have been Tagged.So here are my Unspectacular quirks.1. I am damn punctual

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I have been Tagged by HarshThe Theme is to post the picture of the wallpaper on desktop currently. Usually, I keep a calendar as a wallpaper, but this time its different:And I tag to all those lazy readers who come and read, but don't leave a remark :) and to everyone who want to do this.

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Recently, my lingo has changed dramatically towards the IIT lingo. Thus, words like, Matka, Scope, ‘Dayaa’, grub, arbit…. , they hold absolutely different meaning.Other day, I was chatting to my ex-roomie. Let’s call her Ria. We were discussing about an ex-colleague who was applying for various MBA colleges and recently got through one. Now I didn’t remember the exact name of the university. So

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One year of tears.One year of laughter.One year of togetherness.One year of unconditional loveOne year of Celebration,Celebration of my First wedding Anniversary…This blog is for you Sweetheart.. Love you Hamesha...

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Last few weekends, I have almost been absent in the blog world. There are two reasons associated with it. Firstly, gmail has been blocked in office, secondly, I have shifted to a new place (thus, net connection was pain) and last but not the least, in laws visited us. Following all these factors, I have been on a Mumbai Darshan (Trip). Every weekend, we went to a new place in Mumbai. So here is

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Life is so helpless many times. You regret why some people entered in your life, only to ruin it. Why did they behave so mysteriously with you? What made best of frenz to get trapped into a pool of misunderstandings. Some people are so important in your life that even their presence makes you comfortable, but they never realize it. They never know how much they matter to you; instead they come to

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Friday night was office party. We went to watch Jaane tu ya Jaane ya. And by the end of the movie I was really happy, came out with a grin on my face.The worst part was I missed the starting 20 minutes, all thanks to traffic in Mumbai. But this will be compensated by an ice-cream treat from the boss (I took lift from him). I don’t remember last time when did I saw such CUTE and Lovable movie. The

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When I got married with Andy, I always was happy that he behaved just like a kid and not like mature uncles. Though, I never knew that his kiddo behavior is associated with him everywhere. He loves watching Cartoons (Excessive love), Comic Books (Nagraj, Tenaliram etc..), Food (For him every eatable thing is God), and Games. Now, games were one thing which was reason for the war between us. He

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SMS from Unknown (1:00 am) – Frnz r like d smell of Cigarettes wich stays in d fingertip 4 a short time. Bt true frnds r like nicotine in cigarettes wich stay in d heart till death. Good Night.Me (8:30 am, Sleepy eyes) – Sorry, didn’t recognized you. (In shock state, since after marriage haven’t got any Good night messages from unknown number. Thought must be some Andy’s frenz.)Unknown ( 10:30 am

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Sometimes you are caught in web of life, where no matter what you want, there is no escape. Life seems to be entangled between heavy relations. Probably I am into such a thing. I feel like running away. I wish I could just meet some people in my life and confront them the feelings. I want to say so many things, write them down. Maybe just lie down in corner with no one around and shout loudly. I

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I loved the igoogle stuffs. Recently, added a stuff, which says, Things to ponder. It is the collection of the stupid and witty question.Some are:Why do nose run and feet smell?If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation or a murder?Why isn't 11 pronounced onety one?Why are there flotation devices under plane seats instead of parachutes?

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If life was online…If any assistance required from a plumber or electrician, then press F1.If salary less, press ctrl+c from boss account and ctrl+v to your accountIf found a good looking hunk, could just take a print out of it and save it in my purse, or may be just set him as a wallpaper.If my friend found a good looking hunk, then she can forward it to me.If missing your mom, click on home.If

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Since childhood, there were certain things which I never wanted to know about, since I never liked the subject or was lazy to know about them.I never wanted to know anything which dealt with money. Thus, never went to bank (mom literally dragged me, and it took me a whole year to know how to deposit a cheque).I never wanted to choose the clothes to wear. Everytime we had to go out, someone has to

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It may sound surprising but my morning wakeup call is not by an alarm clock, but harsh and loud lullaby of crows. They love to play on my AC and hate me if I sleep late. They would just sit up outside my window on AC and refuse to shut up. Scientist say that crows are very intelligent and one of the most sociable bird around. Probably they want us to become their friends. Saturday morning, I

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Okay so the story goes like this...Yours truly is a little clumsy and that too when she is carrying a jhola, which has no separate pockets. You have to get hold of 10-15 things before you could even get a glance of the wanted item. This weekend we were in full enthu to complete our to-do weekend list, which was pending since long. Finally by afternoon we were sitting in CCD with almost all

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Shocked me too...Read this on rediff...http://www.rediff.com/movies/2008/may/13aamir.htmI wonder how do they search for these news???Meanwhile got this video in forward ..found it really funny..Rajnikant back in Dhoni style...

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Every mom is typical mom in herself. They always have something which would irritates us to hell when we were kids and things which we miss once we go away from her. My mom was famous in the whole colony for her eyes. No no, its not that she has blue eyes like Ash, but the reason being they spoke a lot. By speaking I mean is scolding. My bro has always been target of her eyes. If we would go out

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A very nice thought...loved the line.."I Love my Mom...but I dont want to be like her.."

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Everyone waits for a weekend to get an option of sleeping till late. Anand also does the same. HE would keep complaining me every morning that why does he have to go so early. (He leaves for office around 6:45am to reach by 7:30). And finally, when Saturday is there, he would get up at 6:00 am. I never understand why he can’t do the same to whole week instead. But I guess everyone is the same. My

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Things you mite like to say to people around you on their face:1. Oops…you are not so thin..you are actually “shikaar” of malnutrition.2. Wish I could swap my hair with you. 3. Can you please be decent while eating your dinner? I mean it would be better if you close your mouth and then chew your food.4. Is it the same shirt you were wearing yesterday??5. You going all alone in that auto..please

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My hubby is full of surprise elements. Last Saturday we woke up a little late by 8:30, I was in full Saturday Holiday mood. After having a lazy breakfast, I was again planning to sleep. Suddenly I find Mr. Hubby giving a very inquisitive looks. (Mind you, those looks scare me sometimes, wondering what next he is planning). And then he was with his lappy; searching for in some travel guides for

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Today while surfing through one of my favorite websites found a discussion on the topic “Is marrying your best friend a good idea?” Few days before there was another article which talked about “Is living-in as good as marriage?” I mean I would keep seeing many such articles and their major central topic is the word “Marriage”. When I think as to what is marriage, I would say that two people

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Weekend was great…. My best friend was in town on Sunday and Monday, so took an off on Monday … On Sunday we went to Shiros for dinner (my MBA treat).First, a little history about it. Previously this place was Bombay Dyeing Mill which now is converted to a lounge Shiros and in front, there is Hard Rock Café. ‘Shiro’ means a castle in Japanese. It had an entire oriental ambience with rich

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Mr. Hubby finds it to be laughing ... do you find the same???.Snap Location: Munar, Kerala, IndiaDate: 31st July 2007

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