tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2474155442921133282024-03-06T05:14:38.700+05:30Life Beckons!Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-17872533920082991992010-06-11T17:34:00.003+05:302010-06-11T17:56:59.321+05:30Something for Everyone!<div align="center"> And finally I get time to write! I really wonder for how long will be cribbing about the same thing over and over again. Since the last few posts, I've been repeating the same complaint!<br /></div><div align="center">Anyways, I've almost gotten used to my life which had been completely uprooted a few months ago. And I'm certainly head-on with what's in store for me ahead! Within a matter of another couple of weeks, I'll be sent to my final destination(my base branch)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481488708556698994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHpppX3cu_KRkwFBl25HcgFajT4qzHrFXkt_hfbKXMHphf7H6ZqsBqMZh5Nz_4jgbW0KSKNqbr4xl2DEgCDxGQ5AFAZ9uJjzti78zep4AVYTxjd7RVEX2ZYp9Bv-UKBSQd6SYivXhqNEc/s320/107.jpg" border="0" /><br />In a matter of few days, all of us have grown to be a well-knit group & yes, there has been "something in store for EVERYONE"! After all, of us have something or the other to understand, to learn, to grasp out of every situation. </div><div align="center">Catching up with all the other blogs has been wonderful! I really miss the regularity of being a good follower. I hope to redeem that soon dearies! </div><div align="center">Have a great weekend ahead! :)</div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-38227607060323769472010-05-01T18:42:00.004+05:302010-05-01T18:48:31.232+05:30You knew that, din't you?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibSF716me-cJaBQk5OOW198ziLo9m5YdZAAoo7uPmxgYjUmPMIb36fjjbd30sUgbyRU-IspaFoGw1bf_AFceAcjAWQKXC7ROiXmgjZnF-FmvnaZQMu1YyHrTwFz-SSyhl3h-BjWzdHb3o/s1600/Friends.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466290098669367122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibSF716me-cJaBQk5OOW198ziLo9m5YdZAAoo7uPmxgYjUmPMIb36fjjbd30sUgbyRU-IspaFoGw1bf_AFceAcjAWQKXC7ROiXmgjZnF-FmvnaZQMu1YyHrTwFz-SSyhl3h-BjWzdHb3o/s320/Friends.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">As you grow older, you realise how much you need people whom you knew when you were younger!!</div><br /><div align="center">-<span style="font-size:78%;">myself, right here, right now</span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-51445101963226321552010-04-14T17:28:00.003+05:302010-04-14T17:32:10.911+05:30If Only<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZVhlgUGvlyHNqIws1N3WYWLx5BxtgTK0Qw3cJeiBoZW8UIv3dE24LKBVyqGiSCYoC6K70tV34-mwkEoa8zXw8KDUTU3ROfeE_hoJhdTWPhH2e96gewFc5o25gEglQniLLFNh5Z0HVyAQ/s1600/3526220901_7eb0aeba61.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459961841504935490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZVhlgUGvlyHNqIws1N3WYWLx5BxtgTK0Qw3cJeiBoZW8UIv3dE24LKBVyqGiSCYoC6K70tV34-mwkEoa8zXw8KDUTU3ROfeE_hoJhdTWPhH2e96gewFc5o25gEglQniLLFNh5Z0HVyAQ/s320/3526220901_7eb0aeba61.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"> "In a relationship, there's always one person who loves more...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Oh God! I really hope it's not me."</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">-If Only (The Movie)<br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-74974250739591687932010-04-03T13:19:00.003+05:302010-04-03T13:30:09.050+05:30The New Life<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nhT-s8NV9l_IkQiddjaiNjEI3duDLzAYjNVTuSR4oWkhfQTAlXXYeNL2W6e8NaiwaL0owcgAiBul4MgI37D1zkVY9Ib8TqqG2lWfC_2zjkHYKo7OjEftYMyZnwWLybKz7B7BasKwiaU/s1600/QuilledFlowers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5nhT-s8NV9l_IkQiddjaiNjEI3duDLzAYjNVTuSR4oWkhfQTAlXXYeNL2W6e8NaiwaL0owcgAiBul4MgI37D1zkVY9Ib8TqqG2lWfC_2zjkHYKo7OjEftYMyZnwWLybKz7B7BasKwiaU/s320/QuilledFlowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455817458744207810" border="0" /></a><br />Its been very very very long..... (Because I do not have any access to internet!!!)<br />I mean I do have, but only to a few official sites.. :(<br /><br />My new life is good & tough! Its like ages since I had the time to think. Think about me, my family, my friends, my city, my feelings..<br /><br />Its only today that I have a holiday.. :D<br /><br />I have convocation at my alma-mater today & I couldn't make it. I makes me feel weird as we studied for 4 long years to get this degree & now I couldn't even make it.<br /><br />The weekend is hot & sweet.. We roamed around the city (which was de-stressing!)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Location: </span>Internet Cafe<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Feeling:</span> Weird<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Smelling:</span> Good :) (as usual)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Making:</span> New Friends<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Song Playing in the Cafe: </span>My current favourite (Cham Cham- typical bollywood)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Trying: </span>To Catch up with all those people I knew before I came to Jaipur (Rajasthan)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Missing: </span>Chandigarh<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hoping:</span> To score good<br /><br />Hope all of you have a great weekend ahead!Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-31564628875991299192010-03-14T00:22:00.002+05:302010-03-14T00:43:19.876+05:30Felt like writing it!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq1Go0PQKHeJo4IYfW0S7P9latKsoj5k7eeTB_k8MA89W4FxUMjF0RakwNf8SIP0-ytlS0uuT90phtI_E7DlLeFdqZJGBm3xr034o0m1WigcctI7KUj5fpd34nCiZ6thmyVtee9mFyrUY/s1600-h/200306786-001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448194259329620674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq1Go0PQKHeJo4IYfW0S7P9latKsoj5k7eeTB_k8MA89W4FxUMjF0RakwNf8SIP0-ytlS0uuT90phtI_E7DlLeFdqZJGBm3xr034o0m1WigcctI7KUj5fpd34nCiZ6thmyVtee9mFyrUY/s320/200306786-001.jpg" /></a> <strong>Location:</strong> My bed<br /><strong>Song Playing on my headphones:</strong> "Tell me something I don't know" by Selena Gomez<br /><strong>Music player Option:</strong> Repeat -> Current Song -> ON<br /><strong>Favourite Line:</strong> How many inches in a mile, What it takes to make you smile..<br /><strong>Last dance step performed:</strong> The famous guitar step (without the guitar of course!)<br /><strong>Current one:</strong> Head banging<br /><strong>Wearing:</strong> My favourite pyjamas & the most unglamrously loosefitted tee<br /><strong>Liking:</strong> The fact that I've finally found a long-lasting deo & I still smell good!<br /><strong>Wishing:</strong> Atleast 3 more volume increase levels<br /><br />We all are so upfront & uptight about what to write on our blogs the next time (somewhere at the back of our minds)... It's always okay to loosen up a bit. Isn't it?Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-52377932279228786982010-03-12T13:32:00.003+05:302010-03-12T14:16:35.303+05:30Those special things, Those secial places..<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">Oh! It feels like ages since I wrote. And I feel so disconnected with myself! Probably because the last few days have been more of a hush-rush. I'm moving from one city to another.. For a new job.. New people.. New Everything! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">It's really not that easy. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. Yesterday was my last day at the place where I had been spending the last so many months. The monotonous routine was not seeming so monotonous. I was just seeping in the last look of everything.</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje_xr5H-0HBwRB5EnN9WPa2C5GE96MQhiucxygzaLAyAKQD3FFhlSApun7UcXI1S-GE9sqXtGRu1eu6QkqBaANkalzP9ZXRneUl2NelRdrObTlv8GPLAmvA4hMyYt5F2-sF-3mVtbsmog/s1600-h/walking_alone_by_mashat.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447658609624242642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje_xr5H-0HBwRB5EnN9WPa2C5GE96MQhiucxygzaLAyAKQD3FFhlSApun7UcXI1S-GE9sqXtGRu1eu6QkqBaANkalzP9ZXRneUl2NelRdrObTlv8GPLAmvA4hMyYt5F2-sF-3mVtbsmog/s320/walking_alone_by_mashat.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">The worst part was that there was actually no one to see me off. My sister who works right there had an important meeting, so she left soon. My best friend, who also happens to work in the next floor couldnot make it in time & I had to leave. Another of my friend who had come all the way down to meet & see me off, came but left before meeting me due to some emergency call (& also because I got really late while leaving! Ok sorry!!)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">And there I was.. Walking alone. Again. I liked it and hated it at the same time.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">The city has been so good me. And today morning as I was leaving for my home-town, it just was kind of halting me. As if it didn't really want me to leave!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">I believe a bit in "signs".. Somehow. And all the signs I got today were like - all traffic signals suddenly turning Red, the longest railways crossing the road leading to major traffic jams (adding upto 15 more minutes), in actuality no buses being available for my home-town for like an entire half an hour & finally the major road block which acted as the Icing on the cake! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">But I didn't really get impatient about it. The "signs" you know.. I left with a happy heart.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuT5SCSTwD1pojGhOuixpOtsI34Mu-pZbWSgdM9xcgEvY4DYQ84CBTbgJoDZM5g2whdeVTqh5Tb2QPIBW0FjscBr6hBWVILpjchcVt3EzifGVgJbZ1j3jqzomoBCi0o-veVbHrcR6xPhQ/s1600-h/e-light-goodnight-goodmorning-Love-helex-gioula-blue-quotes-friends-f-ngi-5-extras-good-arena-funny-comments-fun-words-desktop-wallpapers-MaedhrosMs-album_large.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447658286515720578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuT5SCSTwD1pojGhOuixpOtsI34Mu-pZbWSgdM9xcgEvY4DYQ84CBTbgJoDZM5g2whdeVTqh5Tb2QPIBW0FjscBr6hBWVILpjchcVt3EzifGVgJbZ1j3jqzomoBCi0o-veVbHrcR6xPhQ/s320/e-light-goodnight-goodmorning-Love-helex-gioula-blue-quotes-friends-f-ngi-5-extras-good-arena-funny-comments-fun-words-desktop-wallpapers-MaedhrosMs-album_large.jpg" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">There are a few places that make things special for you. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;">But this is the place which has offered me special things! Thank you <em>Chandigarh</em>..<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"></span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-58220369703182689312010-03-06T19:25:00.003+05:302010-03-06T19:30:50.046+05:30That Thing called Updates...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif0LQvTGNUaDU9QBnxhyphenhyphenKg4oUoCGBsPPKrpMly6hk1YCiATgESsk24eq7l6hNGo_W1d4g5kAMMRl3_zfQpZBGwK2PDyCyhWvPtjzEh8kdG-5adv_y35UnM_TI6ele9vula7aICCn6hj8o/s1600-h/il_fullxfull_12341360.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445519326200448818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif0LQvTGNUaDU9QBnxhyphenhyphenKg4oUoCGBsPPKrpMly6hk1YCiATgESsk24eq7l6hNGo_W1d4g5kAMMRl3_zfQpZBGwK2PDyCyhWvPtjzEh8kdG-5adv_y35UnM_TI6ele9vula7aICCn6hj8o/s320/il_fullxfull_12341360.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> Life Telling me : Let's Change</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Me Telling Life : Okay!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Life Updating : Not Okay... Say Yes!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">Me Updating : Not Yes... Sure!</span> </div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-85427171085853379862010-03-01T02:44:00.004+05:302010-03-01T03:20:13.852+05:30The insides of it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMx4uY1CXJjpVKtYl7Q0mu6yXpbhckmWivXhwg5zAI-s3oqPGcSUHPxhTKaYgXdyhk90kUrblbwgiZGkyzvRCvCKxop6dflnUUgDJMLwN071Kw9LifW3X7NMRgvDeNlJjkCHITKmpdSY/s1600-h/college-girl-with-bag.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443414092628655058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDMx4uY1CXJjpVKtYl7Q0mu6yXpbhckmWivXhwg5zAI-s3oqPGcSUHPxhTKaYgXdyhk90kUrblbwgiZGkyzvRCvCKxop6dflnUUgDJMLwN071Kw9LifW3X7NMRgvDeNlJjkCHITKmpdSY/s320/college-girl-with-bag.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsClsWC_fWt6gJ4H2z11LypZ2C7gf2HCC7dzm6tiK9aRYOZqJp_F_p-yK0wQRI23gwQA-YLLHEYWbsEeyMWxySo8tQlmuutR2v6uStFfS5w_d21bNKOD70rJJh8fVF-m0MCn6uOa4R9VM/s1600-h/j0438418_ohi7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443413810516046626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsClsWC_fWt6gJ4H2z11LypZ2C7gf2HCC7dzm6tiK9aRYOZqJp_F_p-yK0wQRI23gwQA-YLLHEYWbsEeyMWxySo8tQlmuutR2v6uStFfS5w_d21bNKOD70rJJh8fVF-m0MCn6uOa4R9VM/s320/j0438418_ohi7.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">Someone asked me for a pen in my office & as I went through the crevices of my handbag, I realized how much we women carry all over the place. A few things in there are completely futile, but still they are just always there. I saw and infact felt like a million things floating in there. Sometimes reaching to the surface, just about to reach to the shore of a deep deep sea, and others just lazily lying as they were because they've lost all hope of being rescued, ever. Its funny and okay at the same time. </div><div align="center">You know, I could clean up my handbag any day, shedding off a few miligrams off my shoulder just like that. But, I just can't. I feel what if I need this, or that, or may be the one in there? Infact, not even that at times. That's the way it has become for me! It's there & it'll always be there! </div><div align="center">Of course, we women take pride in carrying all the things in the world in our "little" sea called our Handbag! </div><div align="center">Isn't it? </div><div align="center"> </div><div></div></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-73169923151383625752010-02-25T16:07:00.001+05:302010-02-25T16:10:34.587+05:30The big & small of it...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDIRp7ectvuo45HwhlYZPGHXGhDNSSZpNqybs-bQAeE4CRq19ZlnqT_bm19PrYy1vsKlOOmNRiuNA-Hb9kVde8HzC21lYVz_LDamiDawL5j8oYpYrtkMwN7v5fUh9wm6TgrnppZIKXLQ/s1600-h/friends+playing.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442128594852892594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDIRp7ectvuo45HwhlYZPGHXGhDNSSZpNqybs-bQAeE4CRq19ZlnqT_bm19PrYy1vsKlOOmNRiuNA-Hb9kVde8HzC21lYVz_LDamiDawL5j8oYpYrtkMwN7v5fUh9wm6TgrnppZIKXLQ/s320/friends+playing.png" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Enjoy the small things,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">for one day</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">you may look back</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">and realize</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">they were </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">the BIG things!</span></div><div align="right"> -Rober Brault</div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-70211343562876121952010-02-24T11:02:00.000+05:302010-02-24T11:07:24.512+05:30Weirdos around the world!!!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IYT7sb1GQQapHKiShZPTp9nAPdsoU9TzuElj3eB5S6KbzOxo-0EXspov8dez_7KdysLuUFSAgQbZknLYXoI1gfB_5Bpddjqz-EYhmlgTGOVvyInG8TY8J-zn-UFz3VD7Kbbvkovzj7I/s1600-h/bigstockphoto_i_love_coffee_23880.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441678979662795266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0IYT7sb1GQQapHKiShZPTp9nAPdsoU9TzuElj3eB5S6KbzOxo-0EXspov8dez_7KdysLuUFSAgQbZknLYXoI1gfB_5Bpddjqz-EYhmlgTGOVvyInG8TY8J-zn-UFz3VD7Kbbvkovzj7I/s320/bigstockphoto_i_love_coffee_23880.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> We all are a little weird </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and life's a little weird,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">we join up with them</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and fall in mutual weirdness..</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">and call it </span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;">"LOVE"!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"> <span style="font-size:85%;">- Anonymous</span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-15278881393628823032010-02-22T01:52:00.000+05:302010-02-22T10:11:02.546+05:30The Child Inside You!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPD3IXmYT9DWK7df5CxkMYZB60Goe-3WFKkYZV1SSX4c6FOMcNH3mZaTU1_CUEWMNJhrf55hUEbybiQRWBXTtZkt5fL3dkxQYme9G7cbkmEqnZetD9f9-YPvukwCU3xgRaFZ_FdB_iNJk/s1600-h/tumblr_kpl7hnBuv81qzuhd2o1_500_large.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440795019273639058" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPD3IXmYT9DWK7df5CxkMYZB60Goe-3WFKkYZV1SSX4c6FOMcNH3mZaTU1_CUEWMNJhrf55hUEbybiQRWBXTtZkt5fL3dkxQYme9G7cbkmEqnZetD9f9-YPvukwCU3xgRaFZ_FdB_iNJk/s320/tumblr_kpl7hnBuv81qzuhd2o1_500_large.jpg" /></a> One of the things that I've realised recently is that the best therapy in the world is to keep the child inside you alive! No matter what age you enter, how many candles you blow on your birthday cake, what kind of profession you get into or which ever part of the world you're living in, a childlike attitude will never let you feel low. Just like a child keeps on trying hard to move a wall even after being told a zillion times that he won't be able to do it, or just smiles with an adorable innocence even ater being hit so hard by his friend, YOU can also be the same because you were that a few years ago! A few moments spent with a little <em>munchkin</em> make me feel so relieved. It's just so fun being with them & being them at times! </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Have a great week ahead munchkins! :)<br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-33501254701323974582010-02-19T09:16:00.000+05:302010-02-19T09:45:07.755+05:30Back from God's Own Country!!!<div align="center">What an awesome journey & what a wonderful place!! I thoroughly enjoyed th trip!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">A sneak peak of the Nature at its best for all of you.....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNnSDVpQNbGPZzXqgIcoSzlLwc3GTsI0lzdTokbQjRJumz94v3LQo_Bbm1XfULjHTxXw7pU1ZJeAWjTPZlxXHDH7t9gchZwm5Q6sAnErcJMZ-5OkIbxz2w0J9pzcOxUTzLzz3bFB3A5-s/s1600-h/DSCN0659.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439799989729995778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNnSDVpQNbGPZzXqgIcoSzlLwc3GTsI0lzdTokbQjRJumz94v3LQo_Bbm1XfULjHTxXw7pU1ZJeAWjTPZlxXHDH7t9gchZwm5Q6sAnErcJMZ-5OkIbxz2w0J9pzcOxUTzLzz3bFB3A5-s/s200/DSCN0659.JPG" /></a> Allepey beach.. These birds looked amazing while catching their evening supper..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAf89bdSdhJSUI4U6d2_SdCieBpl5ht5XlDQIt0Z-T4CuN27WxbBQW-KFjQpWnKzmCwGE90gbgLIrVdboYW5p0pqOxr-Hc05Gy88yLXAL4_k6xin5e69dQPWuntrTWDxcBvqqrEooLCFg/s1600-h/DSCN0532.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439799982456898210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAf89bdSdhJSUI4U6d2_SdCieBpl5ht5XlDQIt0Z-T4CuN27WxbBQW-KFjQpWnKzmCwGE90gbgLIrVdboYW5p0pqOxr-Hc05Gy88yLXAL4_k6xin5e69dQPWuntrTWDxcBvqqrEooLCFg/s200/DSCN0532.JPG" /></a> A day & night at the House boat opened our eyes to these beautiful scapes.. Millions of them!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZih7h38f5px1RgZ3llKPJ2BRenyOP3-kPliz4JTTSV_oONKqWhLo5BPPZwIuZrBcdyBJMzOysJeuQpJkTo6qqls_12QUesfrgg-zgQjtyQfHAPMLCGZeCOQPHTk7z8DYzHw-gqHy3Yzo/s1600-h/DSCN0446.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439799977228023586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZih7h38f5px1RgZ3llKPJ2BRenyOP3-kPliz4JTTSV_oONKqWhLo5BPPZwIuZrBcdyBJMzOysJeuQpJkTo6qqls_12QUesfrgg-zgQjtyQfHAPMLCGZeCOQPHTk7z8DYzHw-gqHy3Yzo/s200/DSCN0446.JPG" /></a> The vertical view point made us have a look at the vertices( Top most & bottom most points) of the only Hill Station in South India- Munnar.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUSOjhB_KLk68okmTk7NUzC1o85CtuvMiddEfksypv1Egjs2xYcooRLtWVM9FsOdkBZl5xD7eIqgaY6VNvQUXZ6Hmkw-nf8M0XFMGlIXfPaqoNlmVe4ReuD0PjZcxXv-YXzVu_WzSkWIs/s1600-h/DSCN0400.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439799971391786754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUSOjhB_KLk68okmTk7NUzC1o85CtuvMiddEfksypv1Egjs2xYcooRLtWVM9FsOdkBZl5xD7eIqgaY6VNvQUXZ6Hmkw-nf8M0XFMGlIXfPaqoNlmVe4ReuD0PjZcxXv-YXzVu_WzSkWIs/s200/DSCN0400.JPG" /></a> Me & my photography!! :) My family hated me at that time for wasting so much time to get the perfect click. But it was worth it! Isn't it?<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpu6Hgaj6WaGDfPkScO37ek8h24LMxo-8Yi03GufrbMkxWpmMKDOYmFVctTYj2NbmuOl6HzqoSXkAIys64GZZ0uXA75PGxEz_ZZ19I8kE2Se7B29RrB9cmO_TokSOmvYkFJb2Dk-AmKrE/s1600-h/DSCN0336.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439799965170299570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpu6Hgaj6WaGDfPkScO37ek8h24LMxo-8Yi03GufrbMkxWpmMKDOYmFVctTYj2NbmuOl6HzqoSXkAIys64GZZ0uXA75PGxEz_ZZ19I8kE2Se7B29RrB9cmO_TokSOmvYkFJb2Dk-AmKrE/s200/DSCN0336.JPG" /></a> The famous Tea Gardens spread over the entire Hill range of Munnar!!<br /><div> </div><div>So.. Let me know how did you like this place? And any of your best & worst experiences to a place? I would love to hear them!</div></div></div></div><br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-7253873183387360922010-02-05T09:33:00.000+05:302010-02-05T09:50:54.242+05:30The Unexpected!<div align="center">One fine day, I was just sitting with my dad. In the sun, having fruits. And during the conversation, I told him that I really want to visit some place in South India. We have had many family vacations since my childhood but all of them were to the North Side of the counrty. So I was always really eager to see the contemporary.</div><br /><div align="center">He asked me,"OK, which place in specific do you want to go to?"</div><div align="center">And I said,"Kerala!"</div><div align="center">He just smiled & said,"Really?"</div><div align="center">I replied,"YES!"</div><br />According to me, the conversation just ended there & then and I got caught up in my very monotonous general routine.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFwT-ap6QiOZMk3vKp_-9LEtoH9eH0CLHz2Zm-OpBM-iJTS3rpS7CRe0Mns-7iym2aNZvErK0_nQtKXaOmH1tyTq4Dd7OQuudEXZ0sJ_aHnxa6lNL1oqh1NAyBJhN41_tKIEWVOZ_AQ-g/s1600-h/father-daughter.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434606289139883074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFwT-ap6QiOZMk3vKp_-9LEtoH9eH0CLHz2Zm-OpBM-iJTS3rpS7CRe0Mns-7iym2aNZvErK0_nQtKXaOmH1tyTq4Dd7OQuudEXZ0sJ_aHnxa6lNL1oqh1NAyBJhN41_tKIEWVOZ_AQ-g/s320/father-daughter.jpg" /></a> After a gap of few months, what I am getting from my dad is a bunch of air tickets to the place I had dreamt of going to. I had never ever thought I would be able to see the state so soon! <strong>Thank you dad for such a beautiful surprise!</strong> We would be leaving soon for the vacation, all thanks to that little conversation we had under the Sun!<br /><br /><br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-54395034218432192182010-02-01T16:45:00.000+05:302010-02-01T16:50:08.130+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI1Ejs-44VnBNMzb0mc96_uFaGcfHfMYrmx_iGKzOIEZGQeJ-pj80zMU4ILjaawPvv4vPquiyMZBLoVUDwTu0gASEz50FhNdloCLNa6frQLkY045pFucGFzeCuvgoX7nYeUShutyayzDk/s1600-h/ALONE.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI1Ejs-44VnBNMzb0mc96_uFaGcfHfMYrmx_iGKzOIEZGQeJ-pj80zMU4ILjaawPvv4vPquiyMZBLoVUDwTu0gASEz50FhNdloCLNa6frQLkY045pFucGFzeCuvgoX7nYeUShutyayzDk/s320/ALONE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433232145446189842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">One of the things that I really don't like is sleeping with a heavy heart. It fills my eyes with moisture that doesn't go away and my head with a million thoughts that don't stay long enough to keep me occupied.<br /><br />I really don't like the silence of the night. It just makes everything so quaint and sometimes quaint is not required, specially if it's every night.<br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-15406774300788515512010-01-29T10:44:00.000+05:302010-01-29T11:55:56.113+05:30The Crooked ones, the Freaky ones..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJAE0sPP6Z4PPjMZBfCETEQ-F8Ftl-MS2TFBQvCDCsNkT_8lcFovxtW4t7Qr4nUi1wMs69DpoO4WGldPfj9LKd6zq3pTbq99cZtCWD1I09witAlp3GydjwneXhNE56vWM7VbOJ7VoSR2Q/s1600-h/the-wedding-singer.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 220px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432035160301759074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJAE0sPP6Z4PPjMZBfCETEQ-F8Ftl-MS2TFBQvCDCsNkT_8lcFovxtW4t7Qr4nUi1wMs69DpoO4WGldPfj9LKd6zq3pTbq99cZtCWD1I09witAlp3GydjwneXhNE56vWM7VbOJ7VoSR2Q/s320/the-wedding-singer.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8TKX8cny-BGYYyBo1V6uDuN4c13teWIf1A6ylVXzenB59a6Lmlbv_OLA6sA0nk1vNgPBqUH81LSDIfBueMu579_6bzWnW8KVIF3y2o2kIFHxrgqnprEif_gshsahP7etopS72jo66ZsA/s1600-h/the-wedding-singer.jpg"></a>Yesterday I watched two movies back-to-back. I do that a lot of times. It just takes me to a different world somehow..<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Svdd0ie-uk17gXc3sfmnmV_P_mzKBHHrfGUwKBJaePxTeG3ajqIPSGCON-L8nftzi-MTYtFEEPsYr29X4A40G6xYpKL1yZyRY5F-yNwam8okAjOgNnVI7p1_h7q2CZpI-jO8RURcmcs/s1600-h/no-reservations.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432032329304688754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Svdd0ie-uk17gXc3sfmnmV_P_mzKBHHrfGUwKBJaePxTeG3ajqIPSGCON-L8nftzi-MTYtFEEPsYr29X4A40G6xYpKL1yZyRY5F-yNwam8okAjOgNnVI7p1_h7q2CZpI-jO8RURcmcs/s320/no-reservations.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Well, the ones that I watched yesterday were "The Wedding Singer" and "No Reservations". Both were quite similar in many ways. In the end, both the movies made me feel that there is a surity that one can find a perfectly suitable person for him/her. No matter how crooked, wierd, freaky or intolerable you are, there is someone out there who will perfectly fit into your personality voids and fill the emptiness that you carry around when they are not around!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-9825929553706531172010-01-28T13:42:00.000+05:302010-01-28T14:01:49.100+05:30My First Award! Thanks!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbqP0rUQxPtkutgfaulwLQA-5hIYrqYbVQKSXHQAY5DAP4sxKofGlTc4lxcSnc6iaddjuto1aa9AmTTIBik5Qsq_1hZMD729Zq-R8WFr786wlPhBE-JkSNWiyBAExN1Z8jCHTU4yRLFvQ/s1600-h/27zgg02.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431703465011941234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbqP0rUQxPtkutgfaulwLQA-5hIYrqYbVQKSXHQAY5DAP4sxKofGlTc4lxcSnc6iaddjuto1aa9AmTTIBik5Qsq_1hZMD729Zq-R8WFr786wlPhBE-JkSNWiyBAExN1Z8jCHTU4yRLFvQ/s320/27zgg02.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Thanks DT! I'm so Happy to get my first blogger Award..</span> <div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Now Here is a list of 7 Things about me:</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">1. I'm in Love with Gol-Gappas (or Pani puri)- An Indian Spicy Snack.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">2. I'm Geographically handicapped. I really cannot remember roads & directions until I've been there atleast 10 times!</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">3. I love buying small, inexpensive things. They make me feel so happy.</span><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">4. I detest my Hair-type. Please God, don't give that to anyone.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">5. I feel suffocated when people talk about too intelligent stuff.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">6. I need a dose of music atleast for 1 hour per day.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">7. I believe in the saying "Love makes the world go round!" </span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-25521962873843621922010-01-18T14:38:00.000+05:302010-01-18T14:45:30.515+05:30The Not-So-Usual Conversation<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-l3mlO5PVxtpHfsK9EF854U6Cu18fcfg52y0VKGL6ojIb0WOMRYsFfqWRjW8dbni35lA53jGzlAH_UoZ1zCAomkVzUGt2v7bx64tPtBwsgssfDYLleCBBJI_gwxxPHbKGPg2ey_rLkM/s1600-h/Lonely_by_FrozenStardust.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428005961915708258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3-l3mlO5PVxtpHfsK9EF854U6Cu18fcfg52y0VKGL6ojIb0WOMRYsFfqWRjW8dbni35lA53jGzlAH_UoZ1zCAomkVzUGt2v7bx64tPtBwsgssfDYLleCBBJI_gwxxPHbKGPg2ey_rLkM/s320/Lonely_by_FrozenStardust.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">If one grows really quiet all of a sudden, is it something worth mentioning? When one wants to be heard, but doesn't really want to follow the general routine of conversing from the <em>heart-to-the-lips</em> path.. Is it actually so queer to have such a feeling or is it universal? A vacant heart & nothing much to tell, I'm writing this post simply to kill time.</span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-32546933314197699542010-01-14T11:50:00.000+05:302010-01-14T11:56:22.631+05:30Angels Upon My Earth: Part IV<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD06sAzy5VCDmI9-8kN7ZJaQ6_t8BHAEYRCXlTcQk0YntChDkajWee_C78pN7GIded143RYIOPRevRvRi7BtWvSqcoY3EJCpzk6VdMDtbiYo6FHI5qAFKf7enspl8k0U9CfbpJLwGSm5s/s1600-h/friends1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426458442224811426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD06sAzy5VCDmI9-8kN7ZJaQ6_t8BHAEYRCXlTcQk0YntChDkajWee_C78pN7GIded143RYIOPRevRvRi7BtWvSqcoY3EJCpzk6VdMDtbiYo6FHI5qAFKf7enspl8k0U9CfbpJLwGSm5s/s320/friends1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A new day with a new feeling!! The sun is bright & up, as I like it to be! And today is the day when I write my final & ultimate post for the "Angels Upon MyEarth" series.<br />It has to be my Gang of Girls for sure! They've stuck to me since I was a young bud, flowering & finally to my full bloom. Nothing is rosey & a cake-walk. There have been rough & tough times. But, as of now all I can say is that thanks a lot for all your stupid as well as heart-warming memories!! This one's for all of you!!</span> </div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-61192693856046962562010-01-10T21:08:00.000+05:302010-01-10T21:43:50.062+05:30Angels Upon My Earth: Part III<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IDOLTeZx_iaAfuA1_8ggVVjCuWAk-iF9ABYe1brVgk_KBS5jZ9Vt1WkZ_ivwN6PdALJdAaJBhP1rTK7uUYOoftBt_y85uIXA4h2HgstArTa50SBkpV5cCzQn4wgapwKHIQfEIVZBo9o/s1600-h/sisters1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IDOLTeZx_iaAfuA1_8ggVVjCuWAk-iF9ABYe1brVgk_KBS5jZ9Vt1WkZ_ivwN6PdALJdAaJBhP1rTK7uUYOoftBt_y85uIXA4h2HgstArTa50SBkpV5cCzQn4wgapwKHIQfEIVZBo9o/s320/sisters1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425141430298237922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Blogging time again!! I wish I could spare more time for it.. Alas!</span> </span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well, my next one in the most beautiful & indispensable people's list is none other than my very own only sibling: My Sis!!!</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She has always been with me since the time I took my first breath & I want her to be there till I take my last. A highly patient girl (that is very important if you are with someone like me!) with extraordinary skills, she is not only my elder sibling but also my inspiration. </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A very interesting thing about the both of us is that we are completely opposite, our faces don't resemble (she's prettier) & we like different things!! But, still we make a perfect team together & the one thing I just love about her is that the way she simply is... Love you janemann!!! This one's for you!! :)</span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1rR_1BKKwl4xVy4cwNgGaDxffqxRJgHDi_knFPGWAso9TtPo51c2lE_x4NEZcziFlVBnD0DeBa5kUZH-4M9hvomzfg20hAdsjIxmwvRhFKuisfRWH5X49z5sOFCPl3kFVPoMPK0Pe7Y/s1600-h/two-sisters-having-fun.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO1rR_1BKKwl4xVy4cwNgGaDxffqxRJgHDi_knFPGWAso9TtPo51c2lE_x4NEZcziFlVBnD0DeBa5kUZH-4M9hvomzfg20hAdsjIxmwvRhFKuisfRWH5X49z5sOFCPl3kFVPoMPK0Pe7Y/s320/two-sisters-having-fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425144914329883378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-82816232048421636502010-01-01T23:24:00.000+05:302010-01-01T23:48:24.679+05:30A Brand New Year on the cards!<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">It's a Brand New Year lying ahead of us & I wish all around me a very very very Happy New Year!!</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">When I look back, the year 2009 was quite a memorable one for me. A chronological list of all the things that made this year memorable were:</span><br /><ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><li>A serious sickness in the beginning of the year<br /></li><li>Last semester of college</li><li>Winning a pageant title (which I had NEVER EVER dreamt of)</li><li>Passing out of college</li><li>Making my dream of gifting 23 gifts to my Sis on her 23rd Birthday come true</li><li>Landing up with a job (somehow)<br /></li><li>Starting to live in another city & away from from Home<br /></li><li>Getting my First salary</li><li>Starting my own Blog</li><li>Putting up my recent most poems on the blog for the Entire World to read</li><li>Having managed to catch up with my Gang Of Girls on the Last day of 2009 as well as the First Day of 2010 !! </li></ul><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Quite a lot of things as I begin to jot down. Isn't it? I hope the next year is as exciting & inviting as the one that went by for all of us!</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitM_AauioCRwE3uhYGhJAz_szzGSQQ3i-mKivDkcUk8NsN6iej1KEG5126_L-JXA5_ypchjvNYc47njtfZWhbPamusMGtGhyMtzAEOZSqfeNX9fyyTWUo56y9bDxS0NDJfSbtPq1LlRoc/s1600-h/New-Year.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitM_AauioCRwE3uhYGhJAz_szzGSQQ3i-mKivDkcUk8NsN6iej1KEG5126_L-JXA5_ypchjvNYc47njtfZWhbPamusMGtGhyMtzAEOZSqfeNX9fyyTWUo56y9bDxS0NDJfSbtPq1LlRoc/s320/New-Year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421836850425719858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Also, people have a habbit of making a new year resolution but I honestly do not believe in it. If things are on your mind & you seriously aim for them, then you really do not need an entire new Year to resolve for them.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">So cheers to the year that went by & the same for the one to come!!</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkIgGV8hj1BftfSU8Hk6JN2SOAGHxa4lQfNQHl9H4PDGGtlVgtVFsgzc98UB-dBLmPt9ls6l6MlydLLGsTRP1rNM2VwCYXKvohjoqeivJeZLsbaGPTOngqZ721CKiLp-kp1xeoBaP7as/s1600-h/HappyNewYear.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWkIgGV8hj1BftfSU8Hk6JN2SOAGHxa4lQfNQHl9H4PDGGtlVgtVFsgzc98UB-dBLmPt9ls6l6MlydLLGsTRP1rNM2VwCYXKvohjoqeivJeZLsbaGPTOngqZ721CKiLp-kp1xeoBaP7as/s320/HappyNewYear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421837192699875042" border="0" /></a>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-37239622360099931562009-12-28T14:08:00.000+05:302009-12-28T14:14:53.587+05:30The Three Things<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh-uGsSzHG6Enge0C18mIh8bgHjV9b-VqHmDz9_2N8JtYsO_wREq1TN8jepx9ve2lvyuvBrRcfI1eOYpk4mRsEDFVWAqf055_0JzFHb7KckhR9b8vEJEob3sp2tgmCzoJyrE26UML6FaU/s1600-h/thinking.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh-uGsSzHG6Enge0C18mIh8bgHjV9b-VqHmDz9_2N8JtYsO_wREq1TN8jepx9ve2lvyuvBrRcfI1eOYpk4mRsEDFVWAqf055_0JzFHb7KckhR9b8vEJEob3sp2tgmCzoJyrE26UML6FaU/s320/thinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420205130668504082" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">3 Things that never come back:</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Time</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Words</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Opportunity</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />3 Things that must not be lost:</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Peace</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Hope</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Honesty</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />3 Things that are the Most Valuable:</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Love </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Self-Belief</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Friends</span><br /></span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-58067142889738888742009-12-26T14:14:00.000+05:302009-12-26T14:25:02.131+05:30The Angels upon my Earth.. Part II<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgljeEYF3qf97AyjSU2WQnc6pGw-6kU_EkkDMKX8xVJ7aZGV9WjanY7A-UJqO1KB_VLYRtzpPClNB_Dzm-WM6FG0tl85IV1eTzichd9OCJsv82XEat15VL9XzkOEeFN1MVWA9AW0Qm99xA/s1600-h/friends1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgljeEYF3qf97AyjSU2WQnc6pGw-6kU_EkkDMKX8xVJ7aZGV9WjanY7A-UJqO1KB_VLYRtzpPClNB_Dzm-WM6FG0tl85IV1eTzichd9OCJsv82XEat15VL9XzkOEeFN1MVWA9AW0Qm99xA/s320/friends1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419465623495222066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">So.. I finally met her & had a good time. I always have.<br />Now, it's time to open your eyes to one of the most important people in my life. He's my bestest friend, guide, philosopher, support... He's like another sibling to me....<br />My college life became much more fun with him being around & the best thing is that his Bithday is round the corner!! So this post goes out to him!! Thanks or being there for me, Forever!!<br /></span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-29707495402825979652009-12-07T10:25:00.000+05:302009-12-07T10:48:49.894+05:30The Angels upon my Earth<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguYQni0GjshFZFy55a_z6xaKedLqzOgdnFIBswFTezBUEPiN3ygNgYrKd5CeI-lBcAIzrK8FdLZ2AaFkycDYWI_T6mmPx3-fPqkfBsKu0h8s8KZOmWrtOF6cq7iBdRL-GAzVX3H8mlaww/s1600-h/friends.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguYQni0GjshFZFy55a_z6xaKedLqzOgdnFIBswFTezBUEPiN3ygNgYrKd5CeI-lBcAIzrK8FdLZ2AaFkycDYWI_T6mmPx3-fPqkfBsKu0h8s8KZOmWrtOF6cq7iBdRL-GAzVX3H8mlaww/s320/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412359170619916562" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Its been a very long time since i wrote about anything! I'm feeling so left behind.. :)<br />Everyone's blogs look very updated & sweet..<br />Well, I was very worked up recently (in reference to my blog titled "Phew") & finally that month got over!! I feel quite relaxed at mind now!!<br /><br />One of my favourite people in the world would be visiting India soon. She used to be my High school teacher but was extremely friendly! We kept in touch with each other ever since & now she's married with two kids & I'm still a fresher at work, right out of college. We have not much in common to discuss about. Her topics include Kids & university (she's studying Law) and mine include new work-place & clothes& all wierd stuff, but still we can't really stop talking around each other..<br /><br />There should always be someone in one's life who always makes you smile. You might not talk to each other daily but whenever you do, you still feel connected in the same way when you last talked.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I have a list of such people & one of them is she. I would love to blog about all my other angels too, & now that I've written about one, I'll mention all the others in my upcoming posts :)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Watch out for the next posts!!</span><br /></span></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-84863830264732544512009-11-13T10:18:00.001+05:302009-11-13T10:27:30.423+05:30If I write forever..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QSbHqdcseWDjHANWe9apORvzMNwlfhqBl7yAQ854R6UD8ClrUbIc5KpOCaEKKOkJX_bUI5oc1u4lY64rGvZhs-jNnyfrnT-Yf3TNpCeu8vnhaSaoeAhVDm4-vxWA5YsraLpUIpTo28Q/s1600-h/writing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QSbHqdcseWDjHANWe9apORvzMNwlfhqBl7yAQ854R6UD8ClrUbIc5KpOCaEKKOkJX_bUI5oc1u4lY64rGvZhs-jNnyfrnT-Yf3TNpCeu8vnhaSaoeAhVDm4-vxWA5YsraLpUIpTo28Q/s320/writing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403447399593740914" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">I really have a fear in my mind. It's been bothering me. I write since I was 10 I guess. Written dozens of poems, stories, articles. My babies! :) All about the heart, the emotions. Haven't shared with more than 5 people in total (as I mentioned before). I really don't know how & why I have posted my last two poems on my Blog!! They are my most priced possessions ever..</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Say I write forever, till my last breath. Who will take care of them? They might be a mere piece of paper for everyone, but my pen keeps me going. It's like when I compose a few words, I re-connect with my inner self. Some people find it a burden to pen down what they feel. But all I can say is that my pen makes me a stronger person every time I use it!</span><br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-247415544292113328.post-24033921267092560112009-11-12T10:16:00.000+05:302009-11-12T10:21:44.838+05:30Shopping Therapy!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitk6Dwv321vdsQV7AXVF1EkMAEaCl3SXZaXlGltss6WA4Fn8lejzW00n7QuAdEOq2DHilTIbbfq17gh4nLf98ykWqPGTSZG_qmksTzk1KOUIQFlQqXorD4_WBavetaq6-cPJkg7z1gt9E/s1600-h/shopping.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitk6Dwv321vdsQV7AXVF1EkMAEaCl3SXZaXlGltss6WA4Fn8lejzW00n7QuAdEOq2DHilTIbbfq17gh4nLf98ykWqPGTSZG_qmksTzk1KOUIQFlQqXorD4_WBavetaq6-cPJkg7z1gt9E/s320/shopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403075122698467330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >The new season is here... Almost winters. And I need some real Shopping therapy. I really do not know what is it with women & shopping, but all i know is it works as a therapy for me at least! It might be the tiniest of jewelery piece or the heaviest cardigan of the shop, buying new things & having full fledged possession of them makes me REALLY excited!! Just brought some really nice neck pieces yesterday, and I want more of them!! Happy Shopping to all of you!</span><br /></div>Venushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10971331930097058883noreply@blogger.com9