tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77617727307674700692024-03-13T03:50:16.393-07:00Collage of my thoughtsNainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-18746132884924886842021-05-01T09:02:00.012-07:002021-05-01T09:02:00.177-07:00Why So Serious? - Travel Diaries, The plunge, Day 1 – Part 2<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br />Welcome back… Why so Serious? Donno what this
this all about? Well spend a couple of minutes reading my earlier blog…you’ll
get what I am referring to!<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfZu8zNqRao/YIWS-nGdy1I/AAAAAAAACQk/uOpuT8Ip0XMCoEXM9wGoJl3DAum2-gN0wCLcBGAsYHQ/s243/kc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="243" data-original-width="208" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MfZu8zNqRao/YIWS-nGdy1I/AAAAAAAACQk/uOpuT8Ip0XMCoEXM9wGoJl3DAum2-gN0wCLcBGAsYHQ/s0/kc.jpg" /></a></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Without
further ado, let me take you the second chapter of my travel diaries. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">We booked a
8.30 a.m. flight. As you are aware unlike earlier we had to be at the airport 3
hours prior. We woke-up at 4 in the morning and reached the airport at about 5.15
a.m. by the way I was still pinching myself to check if this was really happening.
Yes it was…Yayyy! (<i>Image Sources: Google Images</i>)<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">We checked in!...its only after we passed
security did I actually believe this was happening! Since we woke up quite
early, we decided to have some breakfast at the airport. Whilst we were having
our coffee, my friend looked at a lady and said ‘Dyum here pants are so cool, I
never get them, wish we could ask her from where did you get them’. Don’t be
amused, girls are girls…you will be surprised what we did later!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuF3FbFHyrc/YIWTOtYzhYI/AAAAAAAACQs/B0o7zNgJjAUFBloBlBJ3tGDgEqUsz47vQCLcBGAsYHQ/s450/collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="337" data-original-width="450" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuF3FbFHyrc/YIWTOtYzhYI/AAAAAAAACQs/B0o7zNgJjAUFBloBlBJ3tGDgEqUsz47vQCLcBGAsYHQ/s320/collage1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">After much
contemplation, my friend walked to her, complimented her for her style and
asked her brand of pants she wore….hope you guys are getting now what this trip
is about! Do what you have never done before…just go for it. I am a compulsive
buyer at the airport…I did what I had to do..bought a nail polish…heheh<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">We bought
our bottles of water…interestingly the bottle of water at the coffee store was
Rs.40 and that at the water dispenser was Rs.10 for a liter of water…what a rip
off! I am literally re-living my journey…phew! Ok ill spare the airport details.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">After a 2.5
hour flight (of which I was sleeping like a log for the entire journey and that
too sitting in the center seat while my girlies were chit chatting) , we landed
in Chennai. We were waiting for our cab driver, who was late, to drive down to
Pondicherry. Now Mr. Ramesh kept us waiting for some time but when he finally
came, we were relieved. Thus, began our 3 hour drive to Puducherry (pondy). Oh
the journey was amazing. However it started pouring, little did I know that it
was monsoon season in Pondy. It was a damner for me as I don’t really enjoy
travel during monsoons…but I made my peace with it. As we drove closer to pondy
I was amazed to see the </span><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">backwaters on one side of the road and the sea on
the other. The beauty of nature had just begun to unfold. After a 3 hour drive,
we reached our hotel ‘ Villa Du Ocean’ <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgWCmNG9pLM/YIWTY6fYarI/AAAAAAAACQw/7q42sr7JzB0nTmgGKZAwFqhnT7XrifB8ACLcBGAsYHQ/s450/villacollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="337" data-original-width="450" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BgWCmNG9pLM/YIWTY6fYarI/AAAAAAAACQw/7q42sr7JzB0nTmgGKZAwFqhnT7XrifB8ACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/villacollage.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">They say
when you stay you need to look at - Safety, Cleanliness, proximity and should
be economic. Villa du Ocean was a good bet. The place is situated at a stones
throw away from the promenade, the cathedral, the best eatries. The roof top
restaurant where we had our breakfast everyday was a fabulous way to start the
day. We could see the sea, the cathedral, and eat in peace. The staff was very
co-operative. The rooms were clean and had a vintage touch to it. I cannot
forget the key...it made me feel like I was entering a haveli! Being at the
heart of white town...i think it was the best choice we made!</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uM2TTQsCpw/YIWTh3HfenI/AAAAAAAACQ4/FqwJrAupxG0LXPcwsdTzXy1kqloCIY47ACLcBGAsYHQ/s450/vkfoodcollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="337" data-original-width="450" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4uM2TTQsCpw/YIWTh3HfenI/AAAAAAAACQ4/FqwJrAupxG0LXPcwsdTzXy1kqloCIY47ACLcBGAsYHQ/s320/vkfoodcollage.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Once we checked in, we decided to freshen up. Step
out for lunch come back and rest. We were told that there was this place Villa
Krish which was good. It was decided then, Villa Krish it is. You cannot imagine
the kind of food we had…it was sea food galore. The menu looked like a tounge
twister ROFT. But the food was mind blowing. Fish, Prawns, Pasta, wedges
flowed! The pineapple crumble was amazing….although we were in splits the way
the host was pronouncing it…phew it took us a while to understand what he
wanted to say. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Since it was a roof top
eatery we had friendly visitors (crows) who wanted us to share food with them….It
didn’t really bother us as we were so focussed on laughing and enjoying our
food….enjoying the view!<br /> <o:p></o:p></span><p></p>
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Krish with a happy tummy. We walked a little bit and headed back to the hotel
to rest…we needed an hours sleep atlest….The day is not over yet. Learn more
about Day 1 in my next blog! Keep reading<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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environment we are living in has taken a toll on our mental, physical and
emotional health. As 2020 took a toll on me personally – I personally felt
ambushed on all fronts work wise, home front and emotional front as well…I was
very close to succumb to it. It was then my family and friends came to my
rescue. I thought it only befitting to share how amidst all this madness we did
take the leap of faith, we did heal and we did get our life back. Atleast, we
made an attempt.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Let me
begin with the plan. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
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planning began. Work wise we were at the last 3 months of the year closing and
with revenue pressures mounting, I felt like the walls were closing in. Our
weekly calls with my friends and family used to keep my sanity. Suddenly, out
of nowhere in one conversation, the birth of the WSS (Why So Serious) group
came up. Wait! Before you come to any conclusion let me assure you, its not
inspired by the Joker! It was inspired about our life, our wellbeing.<div> <i>Image Source : Google Images</i><br /><o:p></o:p><p></p>
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started taking every small blink seriously life seemed to be like a burden. The
question was ‘Why have be become so serious’ ‘Why can we, for once take the
leap of faith and just travel put all our inhibitions about our surroundings to
rest. The planning began with one thought – Lets be optimistic, be focussed,
give it to the thought that people called madness and give that madness a
little push! Thus, took the birth to the ‘only girls’ trip. Part one of the WSS
– Travel Series. The trip was planned on one premise – we be ourselves, do what
we want, live, speak out, experience what we want to experience and enjoy the
moment!</div><div><i>Image Source : Google Images</i><br /><o:p></o:p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> Well, there
it was, we decided to give ourselves 9-10 days for the endeavor and decided to
begin our 2021 with a promise of optimism, happiness and prosperity of health,
mind and body.<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The first
step was to decide, where do we go? South, North, East, West. Phew! Good question..first
lets decide the direction we need to go. Well since North and East were newer
territories for us, we thought let’s look at West and South. Now the next, do
we need touristy destinations or something soulful? Hmm…all unanimously thought
soulful seems like it. Now next what are we drawn towards…unanimously again ‘Water’.
So, what’s less touristy and has fab beaches…aha…direction was decided – South!
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<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Next where
in south? We wanted a place which was partially known but no one had travelled
to that place, not too far, had multiple places around to roam about and gave
us the liberty to sprinkle a two more places to visit in the given time we had
planned for. As I told you’ll right at the beginning, my life was topsy-turvy,
it was kind of my two friends to take the lead and focus on the planning. I was
a part of the discussion and was amazed by the minute details taken care of my
auricles! <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">After a lot
of deliberation, we agreed that we need to get some good sun at the beaches,
some fabulous food and yes enough and more eye candies. Thus, on the map of
India, one place stood out – Pondicherry! Yes, that was the first place on the
agenda. Now we started looking around to check if there were other places we
could accommodate. The second place was a quaint place which was less known but
had some history to it. Have you guys head of Tranqybar or Tarangambadi? I
thought as much. Neither have I. You will see it through my eyes in the following
parts…I assure you of that. Now the last leg had to be something which would inspire
us. A land of art, history and stories that could take us a few 100 years back –
Mahabalipuram it was. The last leg. So, this is what we did:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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the places<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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the days we wish to stay<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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the places we want to visit within the core destinations<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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the trip such as on returning, we would be closer to the Chennai airport<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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the hotels<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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the air tickets…..and<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Walah….all
three started to bring our dream to reality!<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Honestly, I
had never been to any of these places, hence it was a mystery box for me to
unwarp! The mystery which I will unravel in my write-ups to come!...Keep
reading…<o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-30218879320231846942018-03-27T05:33:00.000-07:002018-03-27T05:33:01.856-07:00Confessions to my diary!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Dear Diary, <o:p></o:p></div>
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You are the only person who I can pour my heart to…you listen to me and understand me. As a matter of fact you even give me advice. So here’s my problem…<o:p></o:p></div>
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You like him. He likes you. But he doesn’t want to commit. He’s happy with the arrangement now. You taking the initiative, you listening to him, you fulfilling his wishes and fantasies, you spending your money, you planning, he relaxes, he resting since he ‘worked’ and last but not the least, you not asking him to spend time with you as you ‘understand’. Despite all this, he speaks to you ‘when he has time’. He meets you ‘when he has time’. He decides where to go and what to eat and so on and so forth.<o:p></o:p></div>
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So clearly from this, you feel that the MAN is demanding and the WOMAN here is a submissive good for nothing or should I say a prodigal woman. Now, this is where were women are so very wrong. In fact what we forget is that we stop being mindful of ourselves when we sacrifice things for people around us. It doesn’t matter if its your husband or boyfriend…do not forget ‘you’. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The funniest part is; despite all these when your H or BF starts ignoring you, you go out of the way to justify it. You will first check the traits of his sun sign and give the benefit of doubt. You will also check what to do to ensure that he is happy and also look for advice on how you need to react! If not then you will look at his workload, his schedule and justify why its ok for him not to call. Its ok for him not to respond. When it comes to clothes he would want you to cover your self up…but is ok ogling on other girls with skimpy clothes? Its ok for him to talk about his past relationships but it's not ok for you to even mention it. He will keep asking how has he been with you…and if you are mum…it means you are unappreciative. But when you ask him…and he doesn’t answer..it means ‘love and appreciation has to be felt’..better unsaid as it is pure! We usually put up with a lot of this rubbish and still end up forgiving them as we really want things to work…or rather it is expected from us as we are the ‘giving’ species. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The feeling of always being in fear of not to do something to upset him as he may leave forces you to do things you don’t want to is agonizing. The feeling of always being at the crossroads is scary. How to deal with it and what to do is a question no one can answer but yourself. Are you telling me that the quick fix is abstaining? If he has not kept in touch…let him be. I should stop stalking him? Never check his status, or check anything about him….like the last time he was online…his social media updates…nothing?… I think it will be super tough the first day…by the end of the 3<sup>rd</sup> day…I will be super sorted? <o:p></o:p></div>
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Wow, dear diary…that seems like a doable thing…I agree with you that what is yours will come back to you and will stay!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-11593310528394703102018-03-14T05:09:00.001-07:002018-03-14T05:13:57.765-07:004 signs that you need to moveon…business analysis of relationships<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I am not a relationship expert. But sometimes when I look at people around me, I ask myself questions….when I can see it…why can’t they? I am sure that people will say the same things about me as well.<o:p></o:p></div>
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To give you a perspective, let's talk about the signs whether the person you like is into you? It will probably help you see things clearly and save yourself from some agony.<o:p></o:p></div>
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They say men are from mars and women are from venus. But to be honest, when you are in love or in a relationship or just having a fling, your mindset is never gender bias. When two individuals meet, one person's heart always beats faster than the other. Now that basically means, the person whose heart beats faster will always take that extra effort to be closer to the other person. Finer things like greeting the person the first thing in the morning, checking on them, complimenting them, encouraging them to speak about themselves, sharing the most sacred moments and memories.... among many other things…The other individual will always have the advantage to ‘choose’. Does this mean that the person who is smitten is an ‘idiot’. Not really! He/She is what I call the ‘Angel Investor’ in the relationship. Expectations are clear…but is there a guarantee it will fly ‘not really. But still, they take the ‘leap of faith’. On the other hand, the other party is what I call ‘Opportunist’. Now how different are both of them and how would you know as an “Angel Investor’ when to pull out from this relationship before it bleeds you is very interesting.<o:p></o:p></div>
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You know when our Angel Investor (AI) sees some sort of spark in the ‘opportunist’ which he/she believes is worth pursuing that’s when they invest the three most important things – Time, emotions and monetary aspects. The AI doesn't look for any reasons to delay, default or for that matter event be stingy to spend these three things on the relationship they wish to nurture. On the other had the Opportunist has honestly nothing to lose. They know that the basic headache is that of the AI as their investment is at stake. They will go with the flow. They get all their perks, salaries and if need be work a little to show that ‘the investment is worth something’. In many cases, both the parties work and nurture the relationship and the barter is always equal. In such cases, you will see a successful relationship. This usually culminates into a relationship where they believe in nurturing a family. In some cases, although both the parties put in equal efforts beyond a point they realise that their goals are different and being in this relationship will not keep either of them happy. Such couples part amicably i.e. equally sharing the profits and losses.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Now let’s move on to the most complicated issue. <u>When the Angel Investor believes that this is a good investment and the Opportunist is just making hay while the sun shines.</u> During this scenario, the AI invests wholeheartedly. The AI always makes time to meet ‘O’, is usually quite accommodating to understand the problems faced by ‘O’ for not delivering, meeting, responding or acknowledging. AI will always have that ‘one reason’ why they must invest. But the ‘O’ will have 10 reasons for not doing things. So how can the AI see the signs? Actions speak louder than words. Some motherhood statements are said for the ‘heck’ of it. They mean something. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Updates. Now, this seems like a business term. But in relationships as well, when you look forward to sharing every aspect of your day, it means this person is looking up to you for advice, care and love. For this purpose, keeping in touch regularly is a must.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Knowing the key stakeholders. When someone introduces them to their close circle then it hints that you are important in their life. It means that the investment the AI has made is becoming an integral part of their life. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Accountability. Now, this is a tricky one. The ‘O’ knows that ‘AI’ is actually convinced that the investment is good. But if ‘O’ says it’s their call, I will check if this suits me, I will take the shots, I am not accountable for any expectations or assumptions made by AI then this is a warning signal for the AI.<o:p></o:p></div>
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There could be multiple other signals but these are primary signals that you as an AI will need to watch out for. Investment of Time, emotions and money have to made very selectively. It has to be equal. There has to be a level of mindfulness at every step. If you feel that at any given point your self-respect and integrity are at stake…pull out. <o:p></o:p></div>
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As an AI there is a higher risk of losing your investment. The bigger danger is when you lose more than your investment. Hence see the signs and pull out immediately. If the ‘O’ realizes and tries to come back, you set the rules. If a single rule is breached walk out…never to turn back….it hurts and hurts bad….but when you walk with your head-up….you move on easily!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-45350921253596896222018-02-19T00:24:00.000-08:002018-02-19T00:24:49.877-08:00Growing up!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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One day we just cross paths, destiny is what I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Flawless English and good orator, can take this forward I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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We spoke, we spoke again, its nice to finally meet a person you can converse with I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then we became a part of each other’s day, it’s a good feeling I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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You warned me, don’t have expectations, I don’t have at the moment I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Meeting was great, super bonding, what’s the harm in taking the leap of faith I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Days went by, our bonding grew, hey its nice we are getting to know each other I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Met your friends and family, maybe he really likes me I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Shared his every problem and predicament with me, he trusts me I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Worked through his tough times hand in hand, I like him I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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He appreciated every small aspect of my contribution, he loves me I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Stops doing the small things he used to do, he’s too tensed with his work I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Stopped speaking, subtly its over but I need closure I thought<o:p></o:p></div>
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Life is too short, learn the lesson, grow-up!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-79030377769737364202018-02-14T04:04:00.002-08:002018-02-14T04:04:55.668-08:00Different versions of your Valentine….!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Human life cycle is very unique. The whole concept of love changes with time. <o:p></o:p></div>
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There is a point in time when your sibling getting a slightly bigger piece of cake makes you feel that your parents love you less. When your sibling speaks to his/her friend makes you think they love you less everything revolves around your family. Then comes a phase when ‘that look’ ‘that smile’ ‘that attention’ matters the most in the world. It’s that ‘first time’ love experience that matters the most over and above your family and friends. At this point in time, if it blossoms it’s like the world is at your feet and if it crumbles it’s your first heart break…..which for some is easier to get over and for some it’s an itch for life!<o:p></o:p></div>
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this period is that you are ready to put up all the possible quirks of your valentine. That is why I believe that people marrying and having a lovely life with their childhood sweethearts are the luckiest. Having survived all the stages is indeed a blessing.<br />
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The next stage of your 20’s is quite tricky. That’s when you are mentally still a kid, a carefree person, full of energy, but you are expected to grow up! Look for a job, be responsible among other worldly pressures imposed on you. During this period, you look for a person who is smart, dynamic, adventitious, go-getter, talkative and so called ‘full of life’. Everything about this person has to be about the perception he/she creates about themselves in their circle. Usually you will find people blending better with their workplace mates. The common belief is since I spend so much time with them, they know me. They understand me. We share similar interests. Thus, when you meet someone like this, and you are under family pressure you think, hey since I spend time with this person, I think I like him…how much will it take to love him…ya…maybe after marriage I will love him…afterall marriage is all about knowing each other more…..Valentines day at this stage is all about holidays, partying, boozing, hooping party places, pubbing, clubbing etc.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The next stage is your 30’s when you are mentally and financially stronger. A person who knows their priorities and preference. A person who has a clear idea about their ‘valentine’. At this stage, a girl looks out for a person who will respect, her, give her the freedom she needs, give her a comfortable life and enforce his likes & dislikes on her. A guy will look for a woman who can share the responsibility, be independent, be more responsible and look good. Valentine’s day at this stage will mean partying at the best places, sit down dinners, holidaying, diamonds, boozing and clubbing. Usually your valentine is a person who is hot and super fun to be with.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The next stage is your 40’s when you are event more stronger mentally and financially but most importantly you are extremely practical. Your threshold to listen to gibberish & nonsense is limited. You prefer being with someone who you can have meaningful conversations, you look for a person who can sees into your soul. You look at people who enjoy the serenity of nature, the serendipity of falling in love with your immaterial personality, understand conversations, have fun but in moderation, enjoy soul searching and last but not the least, make sure you have your individuality! Valentines day at this stage will mean, giving a tight hug and an outing at a cozy place or what better than your house! If its an outing, its usually to a place where there will be soft music in the background, good food, wine and some diamonds to bring some sparkle in the eyes of your lady love.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In your 50s’ if you have the same zeal, you will re-live your 40s’ here. Nothing much changes until you are 58. But honestly, the moment you take steps closer to your 60’s you just want to appreciate your better half or just become extremely critical of your partner. Your valentine will be the person you love to argue, fight, mother, care, smother with love, and relive the life of caring for your kids which now is none other than your better half. Your Valentines day is usually sitting next to each other looking at the sunset, sipping a cup of hot tea and munching some biscuits. Talking away to glory about how time passes by and how you are blessed to have each other. How you would’ve done things a little different or how would have life been if they were not in your life…….and that my dear friend is the true Valentine that our soul searches right from the first time we experience love. We never realize that the true person who has seen our soul, who has accepted us with our quirks….just like how our parents did when we were kids, just like we loved our parents despite all the scolding…..unconditional and pure!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-72012912508412222322017-10-09T09:54:00.004-07:002017-10-09T09:54:49.723-07:00Speak to me….I am always listening…<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Many a times in our lives we just let go…it could be something we liked, it could be an idea of a vacation, it could be a much desired dish we wanted to eat that day, it could be a piece of jewellery we always wanted, it could be meeting an old friend, it could be a dream job we wanted, it could be a dream we wanted to pursue….just because we thought this was not meant to be!<o:p></o:p></div>
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We love telling to ourselves…IT WAS NOT MEANT TO BE….and messing our head in the future that ‘WHAT IF I HAD CHOSEN THAT PATH’ ‘WISH I HAD TAKEN A FIRM STANCE’….we keep giving reasons to ourselves for why it was best for us then. Not once we tell ourselves, ‘ITS NEVER TOO LATE’. We usually give ten reasons why we cannot have it. WHY DON’T WE GIVE OURSELVES THAT ONE REASON WHY WE WANT IT AND WE SHOULD TAKE THE LEAP OF FAITH!<o:p></o:p></div>
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In life, we usually believe that if there is a slightest doubt of failure, it’s better not to tread that path. For once we should ask ourselves what could be the worst case scenario. Experiencing failure, heart-breaks etc is a part of life. But atleast you know what went wrong. If you don’t try, if you don’t take the leap of faith you will never know what success or failure tastes like. There is a quote I read somewhere…if you want to really learn and come up with a fantastic idea, visit the graveyard of businesses. You will find so many learnings, you will fine so many stories which will give you good perspectives. You know the good thing of all this is you will know ‘WHAT NOT TO DO’ you will know ‘WHAT YOU DO NOT WANT IN A PERSON’ you will know ‘WHO TO TRUST’ and many such things what people will not tell you but their experiences and failures will tell you. Again this will not guarantee success. But at least it will make you wise.<o:p></o:p></div>
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In relationships too, we always aspire to fall in love with the person for their quirks and then try to change those very quirks! We never believe in conversations, we never believe in talking out to the people who matter so much to you….and we conveniently just let them go away…and suddenly the person who you used to start your day with and end your day with becomes a total stranger….The concept of closures, the concept of understanding each other’s quirks, simple conversations is lost. Worst…. technology has made relationships emotionless! You believe in sharing your emotions through smilies and emojis but do you mean it? No one knows. If there is something you messaged or left a voice call on how you feel which is being mis-interpreted, people don’t even bother to check is this what you meant? Rather they just prefer to let GO! Is it that people had vested interests and since they realized they are not going to get what they wanted they ‘conveniently’ just LET GO!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-74908796102182103562017-03-27T03:30:00.000-07:002017-03-27T03:30:15.665-07:00Open your Heart...and love will happen!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I waited all night to wish you in the morning<o:p></o:p></div>
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A cheer and happiness in doing this was far from unknown<o:p></o:p></div>
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A feeling I felt like never before…<o:p></o:p></div>
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I felt complete, I felt liberated, I felt on top of the
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The glow on my skin, the zeal in my soul, the beat of my heart
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I knew this was a mirage…yet it felt so surreal!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Its only when crumbled, you feel bereaved<o:p></o:p></div>
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Its only when it crumbled, you realise all your efforts were in vain<o:p></o:p></div>
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I have learnt to get-up after that great fall<o:p></o:p></div>
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It is the courage that helped me to learn from it all<o:p></o:p></div>
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Worthy is the woman who doesn’t pity her self<o:p></o:p></div>
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Worthy is the woman who takes responsibility for her
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Its not a shame to fall, but it’s a shame to not raise again<o:p></o:p></div>
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Your good days have begun and everything will be good!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Being an accommodating person sometimes can be a curse. It
is misconstrued as a person who does not have an opinion. A person, who is incapable
of proving his or her stance in a discussion/debate. A person you can manipulate,
insult, belittle, ignore, abuse etc…all simply because he or she just
understands you and doesn’t want a conflict or to hurt you. So the question is, Is it good to be an
understanding person in a relationship? Are these traits required only for a
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I read a good post today : A daughter tells her father, “Dad
I don’t think I will be a good daughter or a daughter in-law or wife’. Her
father asked her ‘Why’ she replied ‘Because I will not compromise in my life’.
This speaks volumes about the role we women play in our lives. When we are
kids, our parents will always say, ‘Don’t laugh loudly, girls should not do
that’, “Its ok if you don’t get a new dress’, Learn to live without some things’
‘Try to be low maintenance, your husband will be happy’ ‘Don’t voice your
opinions, its not good to be opinionated’ “When you ask for permission for a picnic or travel' the standard answer is 'Go with your husband" and many more such preposterous statements. Can anyone in this world understand
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When you are looking for a guy to get married, he makes a
statement, I am an average Joe, you cannot have any perception of me but I do
have my strong views and thoughts. You cannot influence me or tell me your
quirks, I will not buy yours but you will have to accept me the way I am. Can someone please tell me 'how
are you supposed to react?' Isn’t it a simple equation, I am a human, I am a
person of character, I will have a certain way of living life which are in-line
with the way I am bought up. If you have liked me then you have to accept me
the way I am and not mold me into someone I am not. I will not want you to
change your way of life. All I will want you to do is respect me and love me….bond
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Remember if we end up together, all we will have is each
other. It is the ability to make conversations that will keep us alive. It is
the ability to have accepted each other the way we are that will change the
words ‘tolerating each other’ to ‘loving and bonding with each other’. We will
need to discover each other with each passing day. That is all I am asking from
you. You never understood me, probably never wanted me, probably got bored of
me….I don’t know….all I wanted was to bond with you. I was just being me….there
was no pretense……..but I guess after you said Enough of the niceties….I just
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<span style="color: blue;">Some loved her for her honesty some hated her for her truth neither a
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<span style="color: blue;">You know what breaks me? When someone is visibly excited about a
feeling or a n idea or a hope or a risk taken and they tell you about it but
prefer it with :Sorry this is dumb but-“</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Don’t do that</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">I don’t know who came here before me, who conditioned you to think
you had to apologize or feel obtuse. But, bot here. Dream so big it’s silly.
Laugh so hard it’s obnoxious. Love so much it’s impossible.</span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: blue;">And don’t you ever feel unintelligent. And don’t you ever apologize.
And don’t you ever shrink so you can squeeze yourself into small places and
small minds.</span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">Grow. It’s a big world. There’s room. You fit. I promise</span></div>
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<span style="color: magenta;">You may not see it today or tomorrow but you will look back in a few
years and be absolutely perplexed and awed by how every little thing added up
and brought you somewhere wonderful or where you’ve always wanted to be</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: magenta;">Trust the timing of your life</span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;">And in the end all I learned was how to be strong alone</span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;">I still may not know what I want but I do know that someday I want to
live in a house filled with my books and travel souvenirs and the walls that aren’t
covered with bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and
friends. When I leave the house I will be going to a job I love and Ill
return to a person I love. So, that’s the dream I am working on</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #660000;">Some people aren’t loyal to you they are loyal to their need of you.
Once their need changes so does their loyalty</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #660000;">Say goodbye to drama toxic people and self- criticism. Say yes to
more happiness, time with good friends and love</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #38761d;">You said you liked storms so I let you in. turns out you can only
handle little rain, and I am a hurricane!</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #38761d;">Marry the one who gives you the same feeling you have when you see
your food coming at a restaurant</span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">Work hard in silence let our success be your noise</span></div>
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<span style="color: #bf9000;">Working for success will make you a master but working for satisfaction
will make you a legend</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #660000;">Psychology says no matter how angry you get you always end up
forgiving the people you love</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #660000;">When you wish good for others good things come back to you this is
the law of nature</span></div>
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<span style="color: lime;">We fall in love with one version of someone and we expect them to
stay that way but they never do</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: lime;">Most of our mistakes the big ones at least are the result of allowing
emotion to overrule logic. We knew the right choice but didn’t obey</span></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="color: #666666;">I focused so hard on what I wanted that I lost sight of what I deserved
</span></div>
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<span style="color: #666666;">Forgive yourself for accepting less than you deserved but don’t do it
again</span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><b>Forget all the reasons why it won’t work and believe the one reason
why it will!</b></span></div>
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<i>Note: This compilation of quotes are picked up from various sources available from secondary sources. These are some beautiful quotes from various sources which inspired me to inculcate these into my life.....None of these are written or owned by me...</i></div>
Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-76731938305066545912016-12-31T00:00:00.000-08:002016-12-31T00:00:14.216-08:00The year gone by…<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Every year brings promises, positivity, optimism and hope
which make us believe in life. I
experienced a beautiful year which bought so much of appreciation for something
called life that we never live. I thought of sharing a feeling bought by every
month during the year that made it so special….<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>January – The leap of
faith.</b> In life when you build a wall around you, you feel that’s your safe
zone. Breaking that wall and seeing how beautiful the outside world is something
every person must do. This month I took the leap of faith, broke the walls and
saw the beautiful world. And yes it was very very beautiful. My heart, soul and
mind felt good, liberated and on seventh heaven. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>February – Bonding.</b>
When you know that your family needs something more than just your presence,
you go out of the way to make them feel you care. I learnt a little more, I
loved a little more and realised that bonding of hearts is more important. This
is possible only with conversations. Being surrounded by kids who you adore and
love gives you a different sense of bonding. New friends, new family members
all made this month a month of bonding. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>March – On top of the
world. </b>The month is special to me because it is the month I was bought into
the world. Every year this month, irrespective
I make it special for myself. It bought me joy, happiness, love, respect,
togetherness with all my loved ones. It made me feel special, wanted and loved!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>April – Focus.</b> Work
has always been demanding. Sometimes it is difficult to understand whether work
controls me or I control work. This month is was a huge struggle to maintain
work life balance. The tug-of-war was immense. But the fighter that I am I
managed and won. It was focus that kept me on my toes and made sure that I
achieved my goal. Kept everyone happy including myself. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>May – Togetherness.</b>
The month was only about togetherness. Family get-together, happy times with
friends gave me happiness that I could not fathom. I decided to get drowned in
this positive aura around me. It was the most memorable month of the year for
me apart from ya March! <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>June – Stability.</b> Both in my personal and professional life
this month saw stability. Everything was moving in a direction that I wanted so
desperately – cool and steady. With everything under control life felt so good.
For the first time in many years I felt stable, secured…..and most importantly
happy!<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>July – Doubt/mirage. </b>Eyes
don’t lie. Its true. Behaviours speak volumes about whats going on in your mind.
On closely observing people around me, it occurred to me that I need ask myself
a question, am I seeing a mirage? Is everything around me real or is it made to
feel real. The reality test is required. Some introspection is required. There
was something that I could not put my finger on…what was it…something is not
right my heart and head screamed. Something was wrong somewhere…why why I
cannot see it…<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>August – The test.</b>
They say when you keep something close to your eye you cannot see clearly
therefore its important to distance yourself from it. The aura and energy
around you doesn’t lie. The look in a person’s eye doesn’t lie. Therefore I
decided to be more observant. The month
made me realize that all that is seen or shown is not true. There is a truth
far, more ugly, beneath it. I asked myself do you the courage to face it. The
answer was yes. My own shortcomings were seen. I put myself to test to know the
reality, to know the truth…….<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>September – The Reality.</b>
Cards were revealed, masks were removed, monsters were unleashed, and deceit
was bestowed during the month. An era of ‘difficult to accept ‘was something
I had to face. Sleepless nights, night
sweats, unbelievable agony was unleashed.
The very feeling that you are amidst a tornado which will ruin and
destroy everything you every owned or had was scary. All you could think of is
how good you have been and how you are blessed by your parents and god. But the reality was something I had to face,
it hurt and hurt bad…. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>October – Facing the
reality.</b> I realised that I was good soul as I could not hate people who had
done wrong. When you know you have
always been blessed by your parents and your belief if god is unshakeable, you
become stronger than you can imagine. Living in isolation would force you to
continue believing in the mirage or bubble you were living in so I decided to
face the reality. The mantra was ‘bring it on’. So I did it. Faced the reality,
every bit of it and realised that its time to bring to rest every bit of
apprehension, every bit of trust and every bit of hope. All you had worked for
seemed worthless. Every time you thought you excelled was actually perceived as
your shortcoming. It was me who had to
face it and turn the leaf. Work with more vigour, focus more than ever and
spring back. I had to me!!! <o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>November – Acceptance.
</b>Words, words, words that you tell yourself are good. But what do you do
with a mind which keeps going back to the short comings? What do you do with
your heart that has hope? Nothing! The solution is to let it be! Time will show
you your capabilities and strengths. Your focus should be on you. You should realise
that you are the good and today or tomorrow you will be blessed. Its time to focus on new goals, new beginnings….
<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>December – All is
well its time to look ahead.</b> Lesson learnt now its time to look forward.
The best pact is when you accept your shortcomings, you become wiser. Now you
know what NOT to do. The good part is
despite the ups and downs, I have not lost myself. I still believe in people. I
have become wiser. I still believe life is beautiful ….the only time you need
to look back is to check how far you have come<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-80614748963610949852016-12-23T08:45:00.000-08:002016-12-23T08:45:53.234-08:00Eyes don't Lie<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Words spoken are what the mind says<o:p></o:p></div>
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Poems are what the heart says<o:p></o:p></div>
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A glance a look without a word spoken can help you fathom
the depths unheard off<o:p></o:p></div>
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Do you then believe in what you just saw or was it your
heart wanting to see it?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Questions unanswered but worth the thought will always pay
is what they say<o:p></o:p></div>
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Eyes don’t lie, they speak in volumes learn to listen, learn
to see what they want to show<o:p></o:p></div>
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The warmth in the look is a sign they care, they follow you everywhere
<o:p></o:p></div>
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They skip a beat if you are in trouble and smile when you
are happy in your bubble, <o:p></o:p></div>
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Remember these are the eyes of the one who for you can bring
down the skies only for you<o:p></o:p></div>
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The coldness in the look is a sign of indifference, they don’t
really care<o:p></o:p></div>
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They heave a sigh when you are away and smile when you are
in pain<o:p></o:p></div>
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Why do you still search for the warmth when the coldness is
inside-out, you need to learn to let-go without a doubt<o:p></o:p></div>
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The scared look is a sign of a lair who loves to cheat you<o:p></o:p></div>
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They know you care and are happy they fooled you <o:p></o:p></div>
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Why then you still believe?
You need to be happy to let go, after all its important to relieve<o:p></o:p></div>
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It’s important to beware of actors, and boy aren’t there a
million out there<o:p></o:p></div>
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It’s important to differentiate between actions and the look<o:p></o:p></div>
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His actions may say something so good you want to see and
hear<o:p></o:p></div>
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But his eyes say far more, fathom the depths of his eyes,
tell him you know that<o:p></o:p></div>
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Eyes don’t lie, they
speak in volumes and youv learnt to listen, learnt to see and now you know!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-766966824855885622015-11-01T01:54:00.000-07:002015-11-01T01:54:12.768-07:00Just before the eyes met!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Technology has changed the way relationships work…. We also
know the simple math. First the eyes meet..If the eyes say ‘Yeah I think he/she
is good/attractive I think I should just speak to him/her’ you take the first
step. This is followed by a general chat, some initial outings, compatibility
test (wow the karmic connection we all want so much), love (if it happens) and
then the next crucial life making/destroying (laugh!) decisions and so on and
so forth… Needless to say it’s the physical presence, the expressions, the
laughter, the anguish, the fights that help you make this relationship but the
underlying message is ‘Everything begins with when YOUR EYES MEET!’<o:p></o:p></div>
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Today however the math has reversed?! First your mind has to
give that message to your fingers ‘Accept that Request’ ‘Send that Request’! Then
the conversations begin…you chat and chat and chat…all your expressions are
virtually transmitted through your smilies & other graphics. Then when you
type something and the other person says ‘Shoot I was gonna ask you the same
question and you answered (or) wow you are not going to believe this! I was
just gonna type out the same….walah! You believe that it is a karmic connection…gradually
you tend to say ‘Let’s just chat over the phone’ that’s when you hear the voice….and
you like it <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span>
you decide hmmm not bad! Then since you have already liked the chats
(virtually) the telephonic conversations get better (not necessarily) you tend
to understand the person more with his/her voice modulations and try just TRY
to understand the person with this…gauge whether is he/she really interested,
is this merely a trial and error…is this person genuine…Interestingly if things
go the way you wanted and/or you are a person who just wants time to decide
whether this is good or no you continue.... Gradually you realize that this person becomes so
important to you that you start doing things you have never done before….like
make time as you know he/she will call, ignore your friends and keep chatting
or keep checking your phone when there is a notification, WAIT at odd hours for
one message from him/her, probably stop right in the middle of the road in your
car just to take the call, or sit out of your house in your car in the middle
of the night and speak…..and many such things you have never ever done….WHY IN
THE FREAKING WORLD YOU DO IT? YOU SIMPLY DONNO!<o:p></o:p></div>
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So you have somewhere touched the heart of someone sitting
somewhere in the world...and that makes you feel good..scared...apprehensive...and name all the adjectives that describle...'GOD LET THIS BE TRUE PLEASE!' </div>
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now when indeed this happens...Distance doesn’t matter, time doesn’t matter, work doesn’t
matter. You just flow with the wind and accept whatever is in store. Worst it
makes you a person you never were especially when you know that you are
supposed to hear but you don’t and you go all paranoid…which you usually DON’T…and
you ask yourself ‘what the heck?!’Why in the freaking world did I do that…I
have never behaved like this ever before? Then you are in a dilemma…on whether
to step back or take the step forward since you are OBVIOUSLY giving the wrong
message to the other person…How do you explain this? What do you do is
something you will never know…and probably you will never be able to reason or
understand as well…therefore CHUCK IT! Just forget it and move to the next
day..if it is business as usual GOOD if not speak reason out and then decide the
steps forward….<o:p></o:p></div>
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So now moving on to the conclusion of the math..I mean it’s
obvious that something plus something must give you an answer right! Your eyes
have to MEET coz that’s when TWO PATHS FATED TO CROSS COULD CULMINATE TO ONE
STORY OR OTHERWISE! I always wonder in such cases what will cross the person’s
mind when their eyes finally meet!!!!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Waiting to see JAB THE EYES MEET ….story to be contd.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-77319965237766669152015-05-20T10:40:00.000-07:002015-05-21T05:18:16.595-07:00When Sand slips through your fingers…….<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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A uncomfortable feeling lingering in my thoughts..<o:p></o:p></div>
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Wondering what did I do wrong to deserve this<o:p></o:p></div>
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A simple life is all I dreamt of, was that too much to ask…<o:p></o:p></div>
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When you know technically you may have got what many people
did’nt <o:p></o:p></div>
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But in reality that was far from what you wanted....<o:p></o:p></div>
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I lived my life completing tasks on task<o:p></o:p></div>
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Never questioning the lows and difficulties<o:p></o:p></div>
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Then why God! why did you give me everything but yet I have
nothing!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Wondering what did I do wrong to deserve this<o:p></o:p></div>
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Watching the world moving ahead…especially the slow ones<o:p></o:p></div>
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When you always knew you were the fastest horse in the race<o:p></o:p></div>
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Makes you want to jump of the cliff and fall free <o:p></o:p></div>
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But respecting the life given to me makes me strong and helps
me see life in it’s face!<o:p></o:p></div>
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How long will I live, How long will I survive is something I
cannot say<o:p></o:p></div>
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But I pray to you dear God, give me the courage, give me the
faith<o:p></o:p></div>
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I want to live my life and live it! despite all odds...<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not tighten a grip on it as I feel sand slips through my
fingers…..<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-76672903326133210762015-04-21T07:38:00.002-07:002015-04-24T02:09:39.798-07:00Hope....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Marrying a person who loves me, having a home, nurturing a
child within me and bringing them to this world, nurturing them and having my
own family has been my sole ‘want’ in life. Having got everything else but this
in life often makes feel very low. The void is something I can never
fathom and the fear of leading a lonely life often runs a shudder through my
spine. The question that keeps pounding the door of my life is ‘Is time running
out?’ ‘Has is already run out?’ ‘Is there Hope??’<o:p></o:p></div>
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Many years back when I used to give teach kids, I used
ensure that I teach students often referred to as ‘Hopeless cases’ which meant that there was no
chance of them passing. I used to focus on boosting their confidence and always ensured that they pass. To a certain extent I was successful. Today when I meet them it
feels good to see a confident & successful young person who was otherwise a
subdued individual. It feels good that I managed to make ‘some difference’ in someone’s
life. Today when they thank me and share that I ‘did’
make a difference in their lives it makes me feel nurturing need not always be limited to your child. Nurturing people who need your help when no one else does is also worthwhile. It gives me hope that if I have genuinely done good in my life...good will come to me!<o:p></o:p></div>
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When I started working, I passed on the same sentiment. Over
the years when my juniors ‘then’ come back to me saying ‘yes’ you did make a difference
in my life…the feel good factor gives me hope. On the brighter side, there have
been people in my life who have constantly been the pillars of my life. They have
shown me that life is not always about ‘being in a relationship’ its about ‘being
in the right relationship’. My focus often is on ensuring that every
relationship I am with my family and friends are meaningful and I truly believe
and want to be in them. Seeking happiness in others happiness and being with
them when they want me gives me a sense of completeness. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Being around kids, seeing their innocence, playing with them
gives me the feeling of overcoming the void. Seeing the sun rise everyday after
a long dark night, seeing a bud bloom into a flower, seeing a bee collect honey
every day, seeing a child learning to walk after constantly falling makes me
belive that my ‘want’ from life will be fulfilled. Its god’s way of ensuring
that it came at the right time…that’s the Hope my life is clinging on too! <o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-56083564297843240952015-02-15T05:56:00.003-08:002015-02-15T05:56:30.583-08:00Sevilla through my eyes - The Life we have forgotten to live…..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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2014 was a year for realising my dream. I managed bring my dream to reality;
visit the land of Flamenco, Plaza de España, Plaza de Toros – Sevilla. After a
good 2.5 hour travel by the Euro Rail, we reached the beautify city. The drive
from the airport to our heritage hotel was wonderful. <o:p></o:p></div>
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We were told that Sevilla is over 2,200 years old and has a large and
well preserved historic centre. The by lanes of Sevilla were bricked and
narrow. Initially it just seemed like ‘wow’ its so clean! Neways we were so
tired that we decided to take a quick shower and then take a stroll in the
area. Thankfully our heritage hotel was just a new minutes away from Cathedral
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However, we could not make it the first day as we were close to
day closing and decided we will not get much time to savour the beauty of this
place. But I must say that the stroll was worth it. There were many musicians
playing good music on the street and every few steps we took gave us a reason
to look forward too. What I distinctly remember is that we kept walking and
walking and our feet did not hurt a bit. The very fact that no one was on their
cell phone or laptop amazed me.<br />
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By the way there are three lanes in Spain, one
for the car, one for the cyclists (green in colour) and one for the pedestrians
which usually has rock tiles. No one and
I repeat no one would walk on the lane for cyclists. Well coming back! What we
saw amazed us. We say fathers taking their kids on a cycling trip..it was
difficult to judge who was completing against who for cuteness the father or
son! On the other side, new moms were taking their babies on strolls in their strollers
and boy they were super hot! So in a nutshell on a Wednesday evening, at 4.30
p.m. we saw what usually families should do, spend time with each other. I was
told that they have a 30 hour week for working professionals therefore they can
spend a lot of time with their families. A rare sight in India atleast!</div>
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Well our first day was the visit to the Plaza de España, also commonly referred
to as the palace grounds. Built in 1928,
it is a plaza located in the Parque de María Luisa. We were told that it was a landmark
example of the Renaissance Revival style in Spanish architecture. This was
designed by Aníbal González. It looked like a huge half-circle with buildings
continually running around the edge and each building is connected by a bridge.
Actually these buildings represented four ancient kingdoms of Spain. The
Vicente Traver fountain at the center was breath taking. Every second we spent
on the palace ground was simply superb. Some glimpses of Sevilla through my
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWzKbm6cZes/VOCZOVOBzmI/AAAAAAAABNo/9OQ3JOJQ_Tw/s1600/1510820_10204622630422861_7815987792599081643_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWzKbm6cZes/VOCZOVOBzmI/AAAAAAAABNo/9OQ3JOJQ_Tw/s1600/1510820_10204622630422861_7815987792599081643_n.jpg" height="150" width="200" /></a><span style="text-align: justify;">Our second day began with a boat ride. We all assembled near the Torre del Oro (The Golden Tower) and the Guadalquivir River. </span><span style="text-align: justify;">I was amazed at the colour of the tower, the yellow of gold. What an apt name. We were told that this boat ride would help us cross seven bridges. Each a classic piece of construction. But I must confess, more than the bridges I was mesmerised by the banks and life along the banks. </span></div>
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<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBsXaEYJCc4/VOCZOBlQAEI/AAAAAAAABNw/2yyo6rrnEv4/s1600/10686775_10204622630342859_7596039438438799821_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; font-size: 12.8000001907349px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBsXaEYJCc4/VOCZOBlQAEI/AAAAAAAABNw/2yyo6rrnEv4/s1600/10686775_10204622630342859_7596039438438799821_n.jpg" height="150" width="200" /></a><span style="text-align: justify;">People running along the banks, canoing, strolling hand-in-hand, sitting with friends and chitt-chatting, sleeping under a tree reading a book and many more instances that I yearn to do most of the time but find it difficult as there is either ‘NO TIME’ and the places are ‘TOO CROWDED’. In all, the boat ride was refreshing. I managed to capture some moments which are priceless… The funniest part was our guide for the day. This lady would speak non-stop in Spanish explain the place and its history. Then she would translate this in English in just two sentences and say ‘FOLLOW ME’. I mean all I remember of her was ‘FOLLOW ME’. The rest was ‘god knows what!’</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Following the boat ride, we headed to the </span><i style="text-align: left;"><span style="background: white; color: #252525;">Plaza de Toros de la Real Maestranza</span></i><span class="apple-converted-space" style="text-align: left;"><span style="background: white; color: #252525;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-center;"> i.e. the place where the bull-fights used to take place. I mean, it was so wonderful. The external appearance of the Baratillo bullring evokes a late-Baroque style of architecture, typical of the second half of the XVIIIth century, Sitting there on the stone benches of viewing the ring, I could actually picture the matador and bull in their act. Something I believe is difficult to explain through words. We were also shown the pictures of the youngest Matador, aged 13 (I think). She explained the story of how he was killed by a bull at the age of 44 years. But looking at their costumes and prizes i.e. the heads of the bulls I just thought ‘Wow’ this is really true. They showed us the area where the bulls were kept and also that historically there were very few instances when the bull has killed a matador. I decided to capture some moments here….</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; text-align: justify;">For this place, we went to the Seville Cathedral and Giralda.
I must tell you for the first time in my life, I had to go back 700 years to
image what I must have been like to construct this massive infrastructure. This
is the largest Gothic cathedral and the third-largest church in the world. It
is also the largest cathedral in the world, as the two larger churches, the
Basilica of the National Shrine of Our Lady of Aparecida and St Peter's
Basilica, are not the seats of bishops. For the first time I realised that
every wall, every tower, every brick has seen the rise and fall of their
dynasties. Being taken over by different rulers with different religious faiths
must have been quite a story to tell. The paintings and the artefact collection
at the church were amazing. But as we moved towards the interior of the church,
I just missed a heart-beat. I did some reading before visiting this place which
stated that this church was built to demonstrate the city's wealth. After
seeing the amount of gold and silver and other metals used to build the
infrastructure, I will totally second that statement. Before the construction
of this cathedral, apparently, the members of the cathedral said that - Let us
build a church so beautiful and so grand that those who see it finished will
think we are mad. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #252525; text-align: justify;"><br />Indeed after viewing this massing infrastructure, I must say
they were true to the last word of that statement. The construction that began
in 1402 ended in 1505 phew! This cathedral also experienced massing damage due
to the repetitive collapse of the domes. But in my view….it seemed like nothing
had happened. There was a small orange ochard in the courtyard which apparently
was a mosque years ago…the most noticeable features are the great boxlike choir
loft. Therefore you must and I repeat must do some reading before you visit
such places. I understand it is difficult to miss. But it makes you look at the
piece of infrastructure in awe only if you know the history behind it! After mesmerising
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we decided to head for the Giralda. The Giralda is the bell tower of the
Cathedral of Seville. Its height is 343 feet (105 m), and its square base is 23
feet (7.0 m) above sea level and 44 feet (13 m) long per side. We walked up 33
floors YES 33 FLOORS. On reaching there, I was breathless and yes speechless as
well. Have managed to catch some glimpses of the same….</span><br />
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com5Seville, Sevilla, Spain37.3890924 -5.98445889999993637.1871984 -6.3071823999999364 37.590986400000006 -5.6617353999999356tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-64342950452382450362014-05-19T06:29:00.000-07:002014-05-19T06:35:28.160-07:00What do Women want?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Many a times people think that they are not worth the person
they care for or love. Is it one way to outright reject the person and make the
other person feel special or better? I really don’t understand this as why don’t
you let the other person decide what is good for him or her. I am sure each of
you reading this must have heard/come across/ or even experienced this. Have
you ever wondered that ‘why people think this way’ is it the love for the other
person ? is it a politically correct way of simply rejecting people or is it
their fear of being rejected. Perplexed? So, am I and honestly it really drives
me crazy to think or fathom what’s going on that person’s head when they say
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So what I have tried to do is assimilate all the apprehensions
in the persons head as my own and articulate what forced them to say so as well
as write what the person at the receiving end is thinking. Usually men think
that women want ‘financial stability’ and ‘good looks’ in a relationship among the top few in addition to all of them listed in the picture. They believe that every beautiful woman they
want will get hitched to the richest guy in the room even if he looks like a
local goon. Therefore, if they are
attracted to a girl and considers her a good friend they ‘in their head’ make
up a story where they see themselves as individuals who are unable to fulfil the
financial needs of their counterpart and/or lack good looks to suit her. The
most probable action of this low esteem is to move away from the girl and be a silent
admirer. When their close friends ask them to give a try the standard answer is
‘No yaar, she is too good’ ‘She doesn’t deserve a person like me , she deserves
someone better’. Thus to cut the long story short, the effort is never made and
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Now for some girls, ‘financial stability’ and ‘good looks’
matter a lot…no denying that. Having said that, most of the ‘financially
independent’ ‘smart’ girls, these two factors are last or second last on the ‘so
called list’. Reason is simply, she is independent therefore she can help in
ensuring that both bring about financial stability in the relationship. If she
is drop dead beautiful she will sort for guy who can fund her lifelong beauty
treatments. However, if she is grounded and smart, she would want a man to suit
her intelligence and live and let live. Boys!
Try to make your girl comfortable in your presence. Make her feel good but
ensuring that small things are taken care of eg: opening the car door when she
get’s into the car, keeping a track of small things of what she likes, make her
laugh, respect her, never make a joke of her ‘in a negative way’ in front of
friends, light jokes are fine keep the conversations on and last but not the
least always acknowledge her small kind gestures. So event if he does smoke, drinks a little, doesnt like pets, divorced, has kids, has some financial liabilities it does'nt matter the only two best gifts
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So next time if you think you are emotionally weak, not good
looking, not financially stable etc etc etc because of which you are not worth
her, cut the crap! Just remember, you need to ask her out. A woman would always
stay with a guy who takes the first step…its not EGO its called simply being a
GIRL remember we want TIME and ATTENTION!<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-63231436112791846662014-05-05T03:31:00.002-07:002014-05-05T06:13:14.061-07:00We are in Love but just don’t know……<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When we first met, you were just another person,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Don’t know when and how you became me <o:p></o:p></div>
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You are a free bird and so am I, Together can we fly?<o:p></o:p></div>
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Can you accept me and so can I<o:p></o:p></div>
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Not sure what the future has in store I have never yearned for more<o:p></o:p></div>
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A man with a heart of gold whose hand I can hold<o:p></o:p></div>
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Walk past all the ups and downs of life as his loving wife<o:p></o:p></div>
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Raise a family with love as beautiful as a white dove<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sometimes I know; Sometimes I feel that you love me<o:p></o:p></div>
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-18225920261229683552014-01-04T11:27:00.000-08:002014-01-04T11:27:35.835-08:00He who helped me find ME!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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There are people who do not really have low self-esteem but
yet doubt themselves. They just need that one person who shows them the mirror
and introduces them to themselves. Some do it with words, some do with actions,
some with gifts but how beautiful would it be if someone shows it through their
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Belonging to a family blessed with beautiful women, an
average looking, olive skinned girls like me often faced comments which would
lower her morale. This average looking girl who knew she was smart never really
felt beautiful was ME! Reluctant to pose for pictures I would often give some
reason to stay out of the frame. The only pictures I had, was of me in some
unofficial pics i.e. not at family functions or special occasions. You could
term it as low morale or low self-esteem. But honestly it was sheer irritating
to see myself in pics as ‘Not pretty or beautiful’. It seems funny to me today
but at that time even smiling for a picture was scary, what if my teeth look
too white for my tanned skin, opening my hair was a big NO NO coz it would
become evident that I do not have good lustrous hair like the others or for
that matter wear western clothes or well fitted clothes as I am quite FAT! In
short I was one ‘SELF LOATHING, PHOTO SHY PERSON’ until 2011. So what did
change is the multimillion dollar question?<o:p></o:p></div>
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In 2011, one unsuspecting lens was catching my different moods,
using his creative eye he’ through his lens’, he did the unachievable – showed
a reflection of my inner beauty in my pictures.
I could not help but dedicate one token of appreciation to my best buddy
Santosh Shetty who gave me salvation. At first the pictures he shot of me,
unsuspecting initially, actually made me realise that I do have quite
expressive eyes. In the shots to come I realised that I do have a smile which
is straight from the heart, a genuine frown, and most importantly, honey toned skin
which is actually a boon. First time in my life when I would see the lens point
at me, I would strike a pose and SMILE! Something I never could believe could
happen in this life time. I started feeling beautiful from within…something
which I had never experienced until I actually now. Thanks to him today, I have
some the best shots of my life. Different moods all captured with the perfect smile,
the look, the inner happiness and lots more. All in all, I feel absolutely
CONTENT & HAPPY, a feeling which somewhere I had forgotten. He often tells
me that I am really pretty and unfortunately he is not able to do justice to my
pictures. I mean often I feel totally dumb fold merely listening to this.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The overwhelming feeling of how an extremely good friend
‘Sandhya Shetty’, who kept telling this to me, was actually true as Santosh
Shetty gave me the concept of proof is something no one can fathom. I had no
doubt about his creativity as his pictures could create meaning from inanimate
objects, but to actually change a perception of a living being was difficult to
believe. I have believed that gratitude
can be shown in many ways, tell to the individual personally, get a good gift,
take them out for a wonderful evening, but this time I wanted to do something
different. Something that I thought could do justice to how indebted I am to
him and how it has brought so much of positivity in my life. <o:p></o:p>That is me today! Thanks to you, I believe now in to....</div>
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My sincere dedication through this blog to you Santosh
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a poem called FOUND by Ronni
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Thank you so much. Wish you your lovely wife with loads of
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-11919516753646935382013-11-21T04:07:00.000-08:002013-11-21T04:07:32.028-08:00An ideal day of love for me would be….<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Love has never happened to me…surprising but true! I still believe
that love would make me weak in my knees…would overwhelm me…would give me a
sense of fulfillment. But this has never happened…So if you think I am not good enough
to write about LOVE, guess you are right. But I think I could definitely share
my perspective of love or rather what my idea day of love would be for me…so
here I go! <o:p></o:p></div>
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To be able to understand without being expressed, to feel
beautiful in the eyes of your lover even if you are in your shorts and T-shirt,
to able to feel the pain without experiencing it, to be able to have a conversation
without talking, to be able to enjoy each other’s company even without saying a
single word, to be able to love the mischief even though it is annoying and
last but not the least to ACCEPT despite all the flaws is LOVE for me.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Having said this, a perfect day of love for me would begin
with lazing next to my LOVE in bed and saying good morning with a peck without
bothering about the plaque or bad breadth. This could follow with seeing a big
bouquet of red roses on the bed with a post it (meet me at the balcony) when I come out of the shower. Then sharing a
big break-fast from one plate feeding each other, preferably on a balcony
facing the sea! When I finish and go for a change (a beautiful dress in my
wardrobe with I want to see you in this in the evening tag – and of course I
love you written). Later, indulge in some good couple activities which gives
both adventure and fun, although I would rather love to go on a yacht alone in
the sea just the two of us, but since I don’t know to swim, I’d rather keep it
on land ;)<o:p></o:p></div>
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An evening would be going for a good ride on a bike to a destination
unknown..like riding forever letting the breeze sink into my hair. But hey, it
would be to a place where I love, a place where there are flowers around, a
beautiful garden with a water fall or a pond with happy faces everywhere. We
walk hand in hand on the paths in this garden laughing away and looking at
happy faces. Sit on a bench snuggled in each other’s arms. Leave when it is night fall. Slip in to the
beautiful dress he gifted and go on a long drive to a place where we can see
the clear sky and the moon light. Sit on the bonnet of the car and watch it
with awe. We get into a conversation of how beautiful this is and he pops the
QUESTION, I smile and say YES. <o:p></o:p></div>
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In a nutshell, my ideal day of love would be when I find
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Booze, cigarettes, drugs are the personified habits of today’s
youth to have fun. If not that then sharing some stupid videos or playing on
gadgets have replaced good outdoor activities to have fun. Gone are the days
when friends would meet-up play the
guitar, have some munckins share their experiences and sip Coke or Pepsi
till the wee hours of morning and call it a FUN night spent with friends.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Looking at the changing trends I often feel like an era has
passed by. Unless you are exposed to blasting music, drinks etc. no party is worthwhile
not to mention the expenditure of atleast Rs.3000 for that one night of
pleasure. Not to mention the harm it
does to our bodies and the repercussion it has on our work lives.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Imagine a day when you have all your friends around, you
play all the games you played at kids, someone plays the guitar and all of you
hum the song, play ‘truth & dare’ and make complete idiots of yourself,
dance to your favorite movies, jive with your friends or teach them too and
retire to bed thereafter. You will wake up more refreshed than ever in the
morning and will be surprised at the joy you have in your heart. If you indulge in activities like a barbecue
or a campfire or an adventure sports or a trek, it could give you the high you
cannot fathom. Although you may be living close to a sanctuary you will never
feel like riding a bicycle and take some good clicks with your friends, or pack
a picnic basket and plan a gateway with your friends. Its surprising again how
the definition of having FUN has changed. I would love to re-live FUN in the true
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-70064237275374884402013-04-20T06:30:00.003-07:002013-04-20T06:43:50.559-07:00Will Capital Punishment for Rapists help?<br />
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and dowry deaths are reported and the convict gets away, I ask a simple
question to myself does India really deserve democracy? Would India be a
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law will stop crimes, your are wrong. They will reduce, but won't stop. You
need community policing to stop these crimes," activist Kiran Bedi told an
Indian TV channel. Nation-wide protests
are being observed, the parents of the child are absconding, the prime minister
is grieved, and film starts are tweeting their thoughts or updating their FB status
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I have often wondered why are the accused escorted with
their faces covered the whole world must see their faces and they must be
defamed. This could be my anger and resent speaking but can someone for once
think rationally what can be done to deter people from committing such hideous crimes?
How can we as alert citizens at every level contribute and try our level best
to save children & women. In many
countries in abroad, people (irrespective) of the age are convicted to 25 years
of imprisonment for having physical relationships with minors even if it is consensual.
If they are convinced of rape worst
murder, the imprisonment will be far harsher. But what has India done so far? A
person in the recent past with psychotic tendencies was put in juvenile court
because he was underaged? Why has our judiciary system not for once thought of
amending the age-old laws. Times have changed and so should our laws don’t you
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There are very limited editions in our laws since our
independence, with such incidents my belief in the law and order system just
gets diminished by the day. Even if the system proposes capital punishment, it
seems highly unlikely these incidents will stop. Wondering whether the
middle-eastern law of stoning ht accused with work? Honestly, the crime is so
grave that the darkest things come to mine when deciding what punishment would
be best.</div>
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For now, it seems like we the common men and women must now
step up! We will have to take the law and order in our hands to show that we
are not meek and if anyone and I mean ANYONE touches our children or women,
they will have to face the brunt of the public. The government must take quick
steps or there could be an uprising……</div>
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<br />Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-47458697835494055032013-03-28T02:27:00.003-07:002013-04-20T06:33:11.389-07:00Haunted for life…..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It occurred to me last night that we say/do so many things during our life,
knowingly & unknowingly, that makes us regret for the rest of lives. These
deeds or words of ours, although not literally meant, do not permit us to undo
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I am sure many of you must have experienced this but I
particularly remember this since I miss my dad a lot and there are some things
that I said which I cannot undo and I wish to god I had not been so awful. Our parents bear the brunt the most and so do
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I am sure many of you in a fit of anger tell the standard
dialogue to your parents when they scold you for not having dinner when you
decided to eat out with your friends without intimating at home - ‘I never asked you to cook they why do the
favour’. When you don’t meet their expectations and they remind you of how they
have always fulfilled your demands/needs, you must have responded ‘Big deal that’s
your job, that’s what parents are meant for or do’. When your parents bring you
something and you say ‘Geez I didn’t want this you could have brought me the
other one (or) who asked you to buy when you don’t know my choice. When you are
on your mobile doing work or watching TV and your parent wants to speak with
you, you lash out and say ‘God why don’t I have my privacy, will you be please
let me be or leave me alone please’. In such instances, if you get a chance to
say sorry in your lifetime it may be as a memory you will cherish since you got
an opportunity to undo the wrong doing.</div>
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However, imagine when you are terribly busy making your
career and your dad says ‘there is a nice place there we need to go there for
coffee’ and you reply ‘not now latter’ and the next you know your dad has
passed away and that ‘latter’ will never come, you can never forgive yourself.
These words will haunt you for life. You will repent throughout your living
days for not having spent that quality time with your father. There are many
such instances I know off when people have said ‘I wish I never had a dad’ and
next they know, god has answered their prayers! In such instances, the haunting
with remain throughout your life till you take it to your grave.</div>
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They say beware of the tongue since it is boneless and has
not limit to the harm it can cause. But if you train your tongue with your
heart you could reduce the damage. The only thing that can save you from this
torture is apologising. There is no better feeling than going back to the
person who you have hurt and saying ‘sorry for what you said’ or ‘have done’
and meaning it from your heart. Am sure
you can do this much to save yourself from being haunted by your own deeds for
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Nainahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04143552156687573501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7761772730767470069.post-88215278129675307612013-03-10T12:30:00.003-07:002013-03-10T12:39:53.687-07:00Lonely in a crowd......<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Humans are social animals...this is what they say. In layman terms then humans would constantly need people to be around them. But if you think seriously, there may be many instances in your life where you would prefer to get your corner seat at a resturant or a place in the garden, not seen to others, and just love to sit there alone. Have you every wondered that why the bathroom is the favourite place in many people's life? Its because this is where you get absolute solitude...i.e. MY TIME!</div>
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In my lifetime I have experienced that situations like these are usually crated by various factors, your attitude towards life, your work, your family or simply you. If you are primarily a reserved person, you will feel lonely even in a party since you think networking is not required or its simply trying to be a wannabe. If you have had a rough day at work, then a simple question like 'how was your day' by you mom could tick you off. So to avoid any clashes you prefer to abstain from any conversation..result you prefer being alone even when you are with your family. If you have prying relatives constantly interested in whats happening in your life, why are you not married, do you have a boyfriend or simply prefer to irritate you then you are alone even in a roomful of relatives. I am sure there are many such instances you could relate to but the question is this the right thing to do. </div>
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Have observed that this is a common experience when you join a new place. You remain a stranger in your surroundings from quite sometime and that really kills you sometimes. Worst are the scenarios when you loath in inferiority complex. Sometimes you simply feel small for whatever reasons it - could be your beauty, your physique your financial status your dressing sense anything. If you are fed-up of being lonely you could turn out to be a good submissive. So the big question is 'Is it better to cut off or wear a mask and put on your happy face and act normal?'</div>
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I did speak to a couple of friends about this and to my surprise all of them agreed that it is very important to have the 'MY TIME' to get some perspective. Wearing a mask depends on the requirement of the situation but may not always help. The 'MY TIME' helps you evaluate the emotions you are going through and answers some of your darkest questions. This however is applicable for grown-ups. With kids its a reason to worry since they are so full of confusion that often leaving them on their own could be dangerous. If you have experienced such moments in your life it would be worthwhile if you could share. Your experience on how you dealt with it could help people overcome their apprehensions and maybe not feel LONELY in a CROWD!</div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">Its really funny that some love stories can be so short.
Worst the reason for break-off is so stupid that people find it hard
to believe like a mere STUBBLE!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">When Tia met Rajiv, his bronze skin tone, 6 foot something height,
lean frame and not to forget his stubble, made her go head over heels. She thought that THIS was indeed the MAN for her. When they first started going on ,
things were really nice, the cozy hugs, the evening coffees, the long walks and
little surprises. Tia would look forward to one call from Rajiv and would plan
her day accordingly. They started going steady in November and had their first
kiss on Tia's birthday, 30th November. This was something that Tia thought would be bliss
and one to remember! Much to her dismay it felt like her face was being rubbed
by a cactus...Yikes! She maintained her<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">silence like a lady and smiled after the kiss was over. He looked
at her lovingly and said you are my angel...That was enough for her to forget
the 'Cactus effect' and crave for his love even more....<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">On reaching home, Tia first hugged her mom. She was
happy but a comment from her mom startled her. 'Tia why do you have red
blemishes on your cheek and chin?' Tia replied 'Oh! nothing mom. could be some
skin allergy... That was the first time I looked at my face and was aghast what
a stuble could do to the tender skin on your face. The next time I met Rajiv I
told him about Mom and laughed it out! We did laugh about it and kissed again.
Yes! without a doubt the same 'CACTUS effect' Ughhhh! Even while we were on
with it, my mind was wavering..'How do I tell him that this hurts, this is
horrible...I feel yucky...what if you have lice? oh god...I was going insane.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">After few weeks Tia realized that she did'nt look forward to
meeting Rajiv. Although she really liked him, the very thought of him....nudging her, rubbing his cheek against her skin...gave her creeps!!! She didn’t know what to
do? Should she give him a Gillette Shaving kit? or Just maintain her distance? or Talk it out with him. She failed to understand that why could a handsome hunk like Rajiv not understand that SHAVING was as important as BRUSHING your
teeth or taking a BATH.... her mind was exploding....she had confused feelings and
thought it was important to take it up with him. So the D day finally comes, 31st
December! When they met Rajiv was very happy! he came close to give Tia a peck on her cheek...and she immediately moved away. Tia could see the WHAT HAPPENED look on Rajiv's face...and he
asked 'Is everything ok hon?' and Tia instantly replied NO!...then started the MUCH NEEDED
CONVERSATION!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Tia told Rajiv...'It seems to me like I have falling in love with a
CACTUS!!! as expected he exclaimed...HUH! and she replied 'Look whether you like
it or not basically as much as your stubble looks smart...it is horrible! your pricky
stubble makes me push you away every time you kiss me our bring it close to my
skin. The very feeling that it is unkempt makes me feeling disgusted...Try to
understand Rajiv....it really hurts my skin and is a total turn-off!!! Rajiv
was all aghast! He could'nt believe his ears...But the lucky gurl
that Tia was she couldn't belive what he said next 'Hon you should have just told me....I hate it myself. Your
friend Tamanna told me that you thought it looked smart that is why I would
grow it...Damn!!! You know I love you so much that I was ready to have this
'THING' on my face... Tia could'nt belive my ears!!....Rajiv HATED the Cactus as much as she did...she wondered 'Gosh why did i wait so long.....Geez stupid me!' So after spending a while, they parted. By this time
although it was the year end...they decided to meet early on the first ....NEW
YEAR...NEW BEGNING! When the day dawned....Rajiv came to pick Tia up..this time
clean shaved...smart...and to die for....MY KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOUR!!!! thought Tia...and thus they lived happily every after!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;">So this is what Tia do?...'Just talked to him how she felt....and got
rid of the one thing that she hate the most....the CACTUS!!!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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