tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77718691766370436932024-02-21T08:48:35.526+05:30REFLECTIONSShwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-57001229538157145932018-09-21T16:31:00.000+05:302018-09-22T21:26:57.439+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: white;">MY RANGOLIS </span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">My chicken recipie</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">For 1 kg</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Dalchini(4)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Laung (4)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Elaichi(2)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Onion (3)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Tomato (2)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Lehson (2 Tablespoon)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Adrak(2 Tablespoon)</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Put all the above in a mixer grinder AND MAKE A SMOOTH PASTE.</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Bay leaf (1)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Dalchini(4)</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">Laung (4)</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Onion (3)</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Put all the above in oil and fry starting with bay leaf as first</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Add the paste to oil and cook till ready</span><br />
<span style="color: white;">At the end put all the chicken and cook till soft.</span></div>
Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-48155826012999496652018-07-25T20:42:00.003+05:302018-09-21T16:17:56.233+05:30Why ? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why is it that there are Grays in life </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">The grays we never spoke about</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why is it that we do what we are not suppose to do </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">The things that make us hide about</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why is it that we question nature</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">The things that are meant to be accepted</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why is it that we think what we are not suppose to think about</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Don’t imaginations have a control</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why is it that we are impractical </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">On the things which are suppose to care about </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">And why is it that there are so many unanswered questions </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">The answers of which are self answered</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Still we choose to lie about </span></div>
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Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-56888883686969836702018-07-25T20:41:00.002+05:302018-09-21T16:18:34.156+05:30Close by <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<div style="font-family: ".sf ui text"; font-size: 16px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">
<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I don’t know where can we be </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I don’t know where will we be </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I don’t know where should we be </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">All I know is that we shall be together </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">And that you shall know all </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Where are you </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Close by ? </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why can I not have you around </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Why can I not feel you with me </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Where are you lost </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">My fear of not finding you is so much </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Come closer to me </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Sit close by </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">And we shall merry together </span></div>
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Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-75975996690273474482018-07-25T20:40:00.001+05:302018-09-21T16:18:14.127+05:30You <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I love the way you live in me </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Without making me loose the grip on you </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Without making me feel that </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">You aren’t real</span></div>
<div style="font-family: ".sf ui text"; font-size: 16px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">
<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I wish I could feel you right beside me </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Sitting next to me and that </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I could talk to you for hours </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Without any doubt </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I hope you are doing good</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Wherever you are</span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Because till I meet you </span></div>
<div style="font-family: ".sf ui text"; font-size: 16px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal;">
<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">Or till you cross my path </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">You need to be taken care of </span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">As you would be the sparkle in my darkness .</span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-family: ".sfuitext-semibold"; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;">I love you .. </span></div>
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Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-46441467994835216872016-10-09T17:24:00.002+05:302016-10-09T17:24:26.975+05:30Simple Pulao Inspiration to start writing today ! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
After a long time !<br />
Ingredients : Brown rice + Green Beans+ Potato+ carrot + Spices+ Chilli<br />
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Quantity<br />
1/2 cup of brown rice<br />
1 Large potato<br />
6 pieces of Beans - Suit your taste here upto a max of 12 pieces (I am not a green veggie lover)<br />
1 Carrot<br />
1/2 tablespoon Haldi / Turmeric powder<br />
1/2 Tablespoon Jeera / Cumin Seeds<br />
1/2 Tablespoon Melted ghee ! (MELTED Mind it Since we wana stay healthy)<br />
1 or 2 pieces of Chilli - Suiting your taste<br />
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Now Quickly heat a cooker with the ghee and put in Chilli chopped with Jeera /cumin seeds.<br />
After 5 minutes of frying the cumin seeds to slightly red , add the veggies and rice.<br />
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For water measurement - Keep it simple - Use the same container used for rice - For half a cup of Rice add 1.5 cups the same water as the veggies need to be cooked.<br />
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Pressure cook the same for 3 whistles on medium heat and then lower down the flame to minimum and cook for another 5 minutes.<br />
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Please note- There are different varieties of Brown rice available in the market and they would need different cooking timings.<br />
Please follow the same accordingly or check with people who use any specific brand to help you cook perfectly!<br />
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Thanks to my EX- Roomie - Neha Rawat ! </div>
Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-66094854040840526672013-09-08T22:41:00.001+05:302013-09-08T22:50:57.487+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">‘Déjà vu’ - </span><span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">A Sneak Peek</span></span></h2>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">I still remember
the day I was leaving India for Berlin
for my exchange programme ,My brain too sleepy to board the midnight flight
while my nerves rushed with excitement and curiosity ..Looking forward to learn
and explore the new land awaiting me roughly 10 Hours away!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">"Hitlers,
Nazis, Concentration Camps, Tear-Gas” were words in History I had mugged
scratching my head during school days. The excitement was unexplainable!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">I landed in
Berlin and received a warm welcome from my officially assigned Korean buddy
Ingo Duelwebber who had visited Alliance University as an exchange Student and
fallen in love with the Indian Culture.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">The journey was
way too tiring and happening than expected! I was given a map of the city metro
lines...Which seemed Latin to me since I had never pronounced such words before!
So here it comes -- "Deutsch" or "German" the language
welcomed me !<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">Things settled
down gradually in my assigned pretty flat and loads of housework and legal
formalities followed in the first week .These minute things taught me how to be
responsible for even the uncounted stuffs in our daily life!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">Germans are known
to be perfectionists and punctual by nature and profession! This killed me in
the first few weeks and gradually, with my German study mates, I never realized
how this culture made me a part of itself.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">Coming down to
academics and internship, my interaction with my fellow bachelor classmates,
who were exchange students from all over the world, during my initial German
course days was so different! Each day I had a new person to know...a new
language to hear...and not to forget the long discussions we had together about
their culture and stuffs with coffee and muffins (Germany is known for great
bakes too! )<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">This initial
phase rushed away & was followed by my core subject classes which took
place with full time Masters Students in Berlin School of Economics And Law.
.The subjects that I had, involved a lot of group activity, paper submissions, exams
and interaction with the professors! I observed during my course how the German
education system works. They loved discussions and topics which involved
serious political issues from around the globe. During a presentation with my
study group mates from Lebanon, Africa
and Pakistan certain frictions cropped up since the audience involved people
from all over the globe who gradually became aggressive to stick to their points
of view ...I guess this had been the most difficult situation I had ever faced
as a student .. But that’s where the challenge was! We managed to sail through together, turning
grins into casual smiles and finally bagged in the highest marks for the paper
of Business Ethics. The vigorous Group and individual activities involved
writing Thesis or compilation of final papers to be submitted at the end of
semester for the chosen subjects. This was an all round and crisp approach of the
professors to get an insight of how much input we, as students are capable of
giving when it comes to restriction - free thought flow .It was not only a
creative system of education but also helped the students cover up the entire
subjects chosen few weeks before the final exam papers.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">My interaction
with Professor Gert Bruche during my
internship made me understand the corporate culture of <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Germany</st1:place></st1:country-region>. He
helped me dig into new unexplored ventures. Guest lecturers from various
companies in Germany took over few sessions giving us insights of how
specifically the Human resource field functions there practically. Soon exams
and paper submissions lined up in the last month of the semester, and I was
given a set of rules and regulations to be followed. I gasped my way to reach
my professors' expectations.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">"So ShweDa,
When do we start our Euro trip together?" and that’s how it started... mind
it the "D" is not a mistake...but was a temporary Name change by my Singaporean
pal Wan Ching Huang continuously for more than a week during my stay.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">It all started
after the study stress was over... we planned to travel across the German
States of Hamburg, Cologne, The Sleeping Beauty Castle of Fussen , Financial
hub of Germany - Frankfurt, Munich and
off to Czech Republic, the 'Old Town'
lanes of Prague, orthodox church views, Poland, Spain, Madrid, Granada, Barcelona,
Leon, Portugal, the beautiful port and varied sea-food of Lisbon And not to
forget how we fell for The Eiffel Tower
and Disneyland of Paris where there was "Disney in the Air" for us in
the City of Love !<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">Together we dived
into varied cuisines, culture and loads of discovery of places ranging
from Antoni Gaudis’ wonderful architecture in <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Spain</st1:place></st1:country-region> to a
sweet time along the white sand beaches watching the blue sea ... the
perfect Post-Exam Destinations
... :)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">“Déjà vu “ used in the title of this article ,is a word from French which literally means "already seen,relating to the phenomenon of believing an event or experience that has occurred in the past,a false sense of familiarity .It signifies queer instances where i felt of having already Germany before i landed there. However to live is to experience new things and not
sit still pondering the meaning of life .Obviously not everyone needs to cross
Asia and see the seas to be contented and live life. True happiness lies where
one feels belonged. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">While the temporary refuge from my land added on to new
experiences and learning... an abstract attraction pulled me back to India each
evening I spent away from my colleagues and family!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">In a nutshell the
international exchange programme to Berlin School of Economics And Law not only
contributed educationally but also brought a lot of changes in my personality
with a pinch of entertainment. During the travel I often wondered how good it
is to be a little kid, feeling the blood flowing in my veins and my eyes
glitter at the sight of crowded new places, smell of good food and the feeling
of getting away soon from the prolonged study stress!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">Now I am back
from Germany to my own people and college and have memories of Berlin its
beauty and the things it imbibed in me...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">I thank my Professors and colleagues for their con</span><span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">tinuous support
and my college for molding me towards a
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<span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow';">Also much love and thanks to my readers :) have a good time !!</span></div>
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I made this cake on 5th september !!<br />
it was extremely Awful !! hahahha !! because I overcooked it!! do watch the video for a nice belly laugh !!<br />
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Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-24857651008751649172012-01-21T20:37:00.001+05:302012-01-21T20:37:06.517+05:30Each Individual Has Their Own Importance !An Indian legend tells of a man who carried water to his village every day, in two large jars tied to the ends of a wooden pole, which he balanced on his back.
One of the jars was older than the other, and had some small cracks; every time the man covered the distance to his house, half of the water was lost.
For two years, the man made the same journey. The younger jar was always very proud of its performance, safe in the knowledge that it was up to the mission it had been made for, while the other jar was mortified with shame at only fulfilling half of its allotted task, even though it knew that those cracks were the result of many years hard work.
It was so ashamed that one day, while the man got ready to fetch water from the well, it decided to speak to him:
– I want to apologize, but because of the many years of service, you are only able to deliver half of my load, and quench half of the thirst which awaits you at your home.
The man smiled, and said:
– When we return, observe carefully the path.
And so it did. And the jar noticed that, on its side, many flowers and plants grew.
– See how nature is more lovely on your side? – commented the man. – I always knew you were cracked, and decided to make use of this fact. I planted flowers and vegetables, and you have always watered them. I have picked many roses to decorate my house with, I have fed my children with lettuce, cabbage and onions. If you were not as you are, how could I have done that?
“All of us, at some point, grow old and start to acquire other qualities. We can always make the most of each one of these new qualities and obtain a good result.”<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ctncpNhyphenhyphenbsExgwbC2vq7wRzBpMUSukrFyJfsgWqx6ln4yfnBXzw4ejKdpk919vfSK2HrZuP50D2RO200r2yPAoHtK9JmjRY6jeNrJ9wzp-cYbVoYxtR3axDU18rK8nF8FgNyo1fSryuy/s1600/lavasija3.bmp..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="297" width="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ctncpNhyphenhyphenbsExgwbC2vq7wRzBpMUSukrFyJfsgWqx6ln4yfnBXzw4ejKdpk919vfSK2HrZuP50D2RO200r2yPAoHtK9JmjRY6jeNrJ9wzp-cYbVoYxtR3axDU18rK8nF8FgNyo1fSryuy/s400/lavasija3.bmp..jpg" /></a></div>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-72056159221508743192011-01-06T23:51:00.003+05:302011-01-07T01:03:25.275+05:30Winter Morning Blues...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigTYihPspfj6M5XM86i-Pdhpx2EfuFOxVE0WLhTpCaAGP7TQGjv5uI5z-zT3LbpU2OvTDv12WeIALIdTYQdbUwpNZhqbWSq1SlYM7ngz6pu7sYDlq2Ygj9fyGaKNNCWjMpKWk2c-wCwM_b/s1600/pkpn87l.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigTYihPspfj6M5XM86i-Pdhpx2EfuFOxVE0WLhTpCaAGP7TQGjv5uI5z-zT3LbpU2OvTDv12WeIALIdTYQdbUwpNZhqbWSq1SlYM7ngz6pu7sYDlq2Ygj9fyGaKNNCWjMpKWk2c-wCwM_b/s400/pkpn87l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559157681518746914" /></a><br />One fine winter..i wake up to feel a blocked nose,with a heavy head,and no pinch of freshness..i badly want to fall back into the dreamy sleep world,away from all the feelings of practicality..just a temporary refuge from reality.I wonder if life could have been as easy as it seems to be while we are asleep.I take my toothbrush lazily and brush my teeth..only to make my teeth fresh...because i know there is no scope of me getting extreme freshness...the feeling of falling back into sleep world is overwhelmingly mind and heart,i so badly want to get into the warm blanket..away from the biting cold..away from water...uurrrggghhhhh...but that's not possible..m called for breakfast..dad waiting for me with love..and moreover what interests me is the food..somehow ...i feel fresh temporarily...i hog...half asleep...listening to what people surrounding me are talking...because till now i am not fully in my senses..my parents seem like dreamy creatures to me..n i just know that m eating....and they r talking..i don't have the ability to listen and register any of the talks..M just so deceased with the sleep.The chilling marble floor touching my feet,i am just so lazy to slip into my slippers..my shorts accompanied with the worlds biggest mismatched cots wool top of ma dad..i look like a scarecrow..at its best with a little life in it.Breakfast is over..n i am happy that i can sleep again in the warm blanket..in my room with orange curtains..making the early morning bright yellow sunlight tinged with orange..i go back to my room..with the freshness of falling asleep all over again,i so much love this rescue..the warmth of the blanket waiting for me to come to my bed lazily..away from the chilly morning breeze.I slip into my bed,and cover myself,it takes around 5 minutes for me to feel the warmth of the blanket since the cold outside has punctured whatever senses was left with me early morning..ahhh i so much love it..my eyes closed...tightly holding the blanket and my nose peeping out just to breathe and stay alive..i just wish i could put that too under the blanket..but i would suffocate instead of sleeping.I slowly start falling back into the dreamy world,my mind was getting numb..and i could feel half of the numbness since i was still a little awake.. and there comes the maid...full of energy..barges into the room..accompanied by my mother..and..i am back to my senses.I realize now i am wide awake..with the shock of her barging in and fidgeting with stuffs to keep them properly.My mum calling my name..i Open my eyes wide now..feel the irritation deep within my heart .y head throbbing..and i could feel the head-beat..instead of heart - beat.Now to serve the cake with a topping..the maid opens the curtains..and windows..the orange light is no longer there..i can see the harsh sunlight asking me to wake up so cruelly..uurrggghhh...I am wide awake..my mum around me..and her favourite maid around her.Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-21949365059528460712011-01-04T11:26:00.003+05:302011-01-04T11:59:53.901+05:30Being what one is...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4L_LDflqAAs5DuPHXkPWNunC9ehN1ayj8HiTkIdpJQa3gHovuldubQy6iZg24UqmpFnWEI_DdufaRLp55UkdJCa1UXQ2PnEUx6TZgeUlR5qMq4kVFMWOpCup33PAIRD6kb-ybywgWCC1/s1600/Stivers+2-10-03+Pavlov%2527s+dogs+%25281%2529.gif"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4L_LDflqAAs5DuPHXkPWNunC9ehN1ayj8HiTkIdpJQa3gHovuldubQy6iZg24UqmpFnWEI_DdufaRLp55UkdJCa1UXQ2PnEUx6TZgeUlR5qMq4kVFMWOpCup33PAIRD6kb-ybywgWCC1/s400/Stivers+2-10-03+Pavlov%2527s+dogs+%25281%2529.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558214187685053106" /></a><br />OK..so the world says,at every instance and every place we go..to be what you are...if one asks the meaning of this phrase..it would be quite easy to depict this simple English concept,the main obstruction comes to be faced when one has to apply it in practical life.If I want to describe what does "being what one is" means,is simply that one should only portray what one actually feels and avoid the idea of being fake and impressive through a fake portrayal.We are living in a highly technological,advanced,professional and competitive world,where everybody is running behind fame,recognition and money,I have seen in the normal social life,corporate world(not much exposed to this world) people have been overwhelming on there competitors,making and continuing relationships,and running behind a motive of money leading to only dissatisfaction and crave for more...all these have a backup of a fake personality being portrayed everywhere..at every instance the individual passes by..in friendship nowadays people portray to be different than what they actually are,just to trigger their importance in the minds of others with a posh n attractive behaviour..in the corporate world,which I feel is the best example of hypocrisy,individuals portray themselves to be something absolutely different than what they actually are,they become super courteous and show the other person that latter is just too important for him...but this lasts only till his work to be done is not completed...as soon as the former finishes his job,the entire story n scenario changes for him n for the other too..people just don't bother about anything except what work they have to do.They call this smartness..and their personal ability to "use people" or "getting their work done" by any means.Now if I elaborate on "getting work done" this would involve anything and everything to be done for their purpose,it involves emotional use,and also involves physical uses,assassinations,murders...and every possible harassment or mental pressure you can think of for getting ur stuff done by another.So in short this world can go to make people act according to their wishes.<br /><br />So basically when we come down to what being you are is basically not portraying oneself in a fake personality,split personality ,its just portraying what the inner feelings of a human being are,and not to modify those feelings to suit the other persons demand and perceptions,or to cater to personal needs by doing so.this is the most easiest of everything in this world,and people have made it complex by modifying inner behaviour. Be what you are.....and then you can realize the power which the inner self gives you..it is stronger than the power of money,authority and any physical thing this world has to offer..try out people :)<br /><br />thank you :)Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-61006988080071474992009-04-25T02:06:00.008+05:302009-06-23T01:15:55.078+05:30SIENNA EYES..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf6-4m7y0V6eZVSzINVLVkKAl9eKHl9tiYWL_1GOr6GsmGH9E6JtNe0x00LmEXqsOKvH6L1U1aPj9Cn4sHzljnjk-busePLagj9DIsUyb5X2vR8dWIAfRtVpz5WmlFlR83dP3HOlNm9Zdg/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf6-4m7y0V6eZVSzINVLVkKAl9eKHl9tiYWL_1GOr6GsmGH9E6JtNe0x00LmEXqsOKvH6L1U1aPj9Cn4sHzljnjk-busePLagj9DIsUyb5X2vR8dWIAfRtVpz5WmlFlR83dP3HOlNm9Zdg/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328371171087994450" /></a><br />Gazing at the dark cloudy sky<br />She wondered why is she changing<br />She wondered where is her mistake<br />She wondered where is she lacking<br />She wondered where did she miss<br />She wondered why is she lost<br />She wondered why is she not happy<br />She wondered why is she not contended<br />The heart pondered<br />The mind became numb<br />The sienna eyes spoke<br />The eyes spoke the language of silence<br />The language of fear<br />The language of pain<br />And the tears rolled down <br /><br />She knows the reason<br />Within the heart<br />She knows the story<br />Of each drop of her tears<br />She knows that she cant express<br />She knows she has to keep within<br />She knows she has to suppress<br /><br /><br />And the sienna eyes burnt again<br />With deep pain and longing<br />They shut themselves with an overflow<br />Hiding all the emotions inside<br />And giving her the strength to survive<br />And a hope of happiness<br />With a promise of faithfulnessShwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-83219258524172234822009-04-17T17:06:00.006+05:302009-04-17T17:47:24.052+05:30QUOTES WHICH CAN QUOTE YOUR LIFE..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoae7C829-gBoENO3AWxttgH31Tbo8tB21IcOQzRhwKjQADJOU0ohPGDCpsc4faHofTnKet8N6F3jJG3Lz71dA80H_n0gtLFrZzZmvTgkM_MR3AfP4hhC3fKeRlm7J9YgmYxGcQspeki8D/s1600-h/butterflywedding_4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoae7C829-gBoENO3AWxttgH31Tbo8tB21IcOQzRhwKjQADJOU0ohPGDCpsc4faHofTnKet8N6F3jJG3Lz71dA80H_n0gtLFrZzZmvTgkM_MR3AfP4hhC3fKeRlm7J9YgmYxGcQspeki8D/s400/butterflywedding_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325632267892314130" /></a><br />Here are some quotes which have been creaed by me..and also some are picked up from books and authors..which can help people in their daily life and make life simple for them..if they are practically applied..i love them..hope u will----<br /><br /><br />""If you want to achieve your dream,you have to understand the omens given on your way of life by god""<br /><br />""If you are not made for doin some deeds..and you still do it..your soul curses you""<br /><br />""When you hurt a true heart,your heart is satisfied,but the soul is perturbed""<br /><br />""You cannot change the world..so its wiser to change yourself""<br /><br />""Everybody is a fool for 5 minutes in a day..wisdom is in not extending the 5 minutes""<br /><br />""Courage is the most important determinant of success""<br /><br />""Ther is only one hand that writes for the whole world""<br /><br />""When you really want something..the whole universe conspires in getting it for you""<br /><br />""Your heart never tells you to follow your dreams,because dats what hurts the heart the most..n heart dont like getting hurt""<br /><br />""Everything you do,has only one ending""<br /><br />""your heart never stops speaking to you,it only softens its pitch,when you stop listening to it""<br /><br />""Eyes speak the language of your soul""<br /><br />""You stop listening to your own instincts when you blindly trust someone for fullfilling your basic necessities of life""<br /><br />""The love which stops you from realizing your dream of life is never true""<br /><br />""When your trust hurts you,the heart cries,not the soul because it knows you were wrong""<br /><br />""If you possess something valuable and unique,and express it to people--you are seldom believed""<br /><br />""The universal language of the world is mere silence,which is understood by the wise and misunderstood by fools""<br /><br />""Be simple and nothing special,the wise will understand and the fools will laugh""<br /><br />""A closed mouth gathers no foot""<br /><br />""The darkest hour of the night is just before dawn""<br /><br />""The barriers to realize your dreams are merely your aspirations,not your necessities""<br /><br />""God never tells you your future,if he does so,by some means,then the future is meant to be altered""<br /><br />""If a voice within you says 'You cannot paint' then by some means paint and the voice will be silenced""Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-57991841271458603452009-02-07T18:49:00.005+05:302009-02-07T19:40:00.687+05:30URGE TO ESCAPE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0fRbeTrtzv9v9PO-Apdyero5iSqgVlcnpyy4Na2RjVjzpPtHKqtR_UH-ucK-SQzCpNLDt3ABfyKdqep_1wqjJSN5wj8E-S7VfSD6COsM-0dSRzgmj3S9fqSi9ozfrRaYWEd_yXFzK5wxq/s1600-h/sad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0fRbeTrtzv9v9PO-Apdyero5iSqgVlcnpyy4Na2RjVjzpPtHKqtR_UH-ucK-SQzCpNLDt3ABfyKdqep_1wqjJSN5wj8E-S7VfSD6COsM-0dSRzgmj3S9fqSi9ozfrRaYWEd_yXFzK5wxq/s400/sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300054561498045218" border="0" /></a><br />I cant handle myself through this unkind world with no emotions.its very tough to get through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">mumma</span>.i want to hold you tight and cry my heart out <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">because</span> i know you are the one who<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"></span> can understand me,can feel me.i look at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">unwiped</span> teardrop i shed sitting all alone in the darkness of loneliness.i need you.although i cant tell u my problems but still i want to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">cme</span> to you.please <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">mumma</span>.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">cme</span> to me here.its <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">gettin</span> tough for me everyday.it seems i am not made to live here.i want to be cozy and cared by you,near you.i cry for you without showing you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">coz</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">knw</span> it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">wud</span> make you sad.i am not the one people think me to be neither can i explain them what i am.i am quiet not because i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">dont</span> like them,its just <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">becoz</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">dnt</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">lik</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">talkin</span> and mingling <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">wid</span> people so much.people think its my attitude,but its the heavy heart which i carry within myself with a sweet smile on my face <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">coz</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">knw</span> that the people around me are not worth that they <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">undearstand</span> me and my emotions.i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">dont</span> know y does this happen to me that i am not able to make my space amongst people.i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">dont</span> understand the reason why m always thought to be a weak character..is it because of my simple nature..the love which i give to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">ny</span>1..or the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">trueness</span> which i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">hav</span>.its not that i am proud of myself or i think myself to be a super character,but now i realize by coming into this world that i have some things in excess and some things in less.i feel hurt when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">sme</span>1 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">dsent</span> care for me..y..when i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">knw</span> that the other person is just a stranger <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">whum</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">hav</span> met a couple of months ago,then y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">du</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">xpect</span> and y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">du</span> i give so much <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">dat</span> i feel hurt at the end.i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">dont</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">knw</span> y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">cnt</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">chnge</span> myself according to the people around me.i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">dont</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">knw</span> y the hell <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">du</span> i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">xpect</span> when i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">knw</span> i will not get <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">nythin</span> in return.i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">dnt</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">knw</span> y <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">shud</span> i put myself own at each step so that i let the other rise in a hope that the other person would be with me when i need them to be.god does justice people say,but y does god make people <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">lik</span> me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">whu</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">hav</span> an extra weak heart to stand <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">nythin</span> which comes amidst the way.i know <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">wat</span> my weakness is...my biggest weakness is i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">dont</span> know how to show <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">nything</span> fake..i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">dnt</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">knw</span> how generally behave in public..i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">dont</span> know how to handle adverse situations.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">mumma</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">please</span> come to me <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">mumma</span>.i am very alone here.i need you..please come and make <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">lif</span> simpler for me..i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">cnt</span> handle my emotions any <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">longr</span>..i need <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63">sme</span>1 to hear my emotions .. this would help me find solutions to my problems.i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64">hav</span> been brought up tenderly in a cocoon of love which everyone is..but the problem with me is that i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65">dont</span> know how to handle things gently and cleverly.amidst the emotions i am unable to use my mind and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66">thats</span> the reason i get more entangled into stuffs which make my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67">lif</span> a hell to live in.i know i have a way out of things but the current situation <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68">becomes</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69">unmanageable</span>.Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-79794368487537705492009-01-03T01:05:00.000+05:302009-01-03T17:37:02.389+05:30VACUUMED MINDS<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Qbb9JslN6TR9CCJhAdgpIZ87zg_m7_HcMIh3QyqM2cXix6VJmW2Q1lmLmiBmLfCcdriqhXQo2vpOtU-dYJLSbZTjwnaZGcqnnqJrH1B9T20Sw8nh-1np579nbuToq84TqEMTOCiuFi4e/s1600-h/OpenYourMind.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287026366429596898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Qbb9JslN6TR9CCJhAdgpIZ87zg_m7_HcMIh3QyqM2cXix6VJmW2Q1lmLmiBmLfCcdriqhXQo2vpOtU-dYJLSbZTjwnaZGcqnnqJrH1B9T20Sw8nh-1np579nbuToq84TqEMTOCiuFi4e/s400/OpenYourMind.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>LIFE IS A COMPLEX GAME,WHICH CAN ACCELERATE YOU THROUGH HEART SOOTHING HAPPY N PROSPEROUS MOMENTS AND CAN CAGE YOU IN TOUGH SITUATIONS.GRADUALLY WHEN YOU GO THROUGH ALL THE UPS AND DOWNS THERE ARE SITUATIONS WHEN ONE FEELS THE MIND IS VACUUMED,WHEN YOU WANT TO GET RID OF EVERYONE AND BE BY YOURSELF,OR YOU WANT TO SHOW YOUR HAPPINESS TO THE WORLD AND BURST YOUR HEART OUT WITH LOADS OF LAUGHTER.THIS FEELING MAY LAST FOR A WHILE OR MAY EXTEND TO DAYS DEPENDING ON THE DEPTH OF ONES RETARDATION OR ACCELERATION.<br /><br /></div><div align="left">THE PRIMARY INDICATIONS OF A VACUUMED MIND ARE:</div><div><br />* LOSS OF DECISION MAKING POWER </div><p>* RESISTANCE TO CHANGES </p><p>* UNFRUITFUL ACTIVITIES STOCK UP </p><div><br /></div><div align="left">A MIND'S VACUUM CAN BE CAUSED MAINLY BY TWO REASONS</div><div align="left"> </div><div>* HAPPINESS</div><div>* DEPRESSION </div><div><br /></div><p align="left">FOLLOWING THE OLD SAYING,AS ONE KNOWS THAT THE EXTREME OF ANYTHING LEADS TO ADVERSE RESULTS,THE SAME APPLIES TO ABSTRACT SITUATIONS OF LIFE.THE IMPLICATION IS THAT WHEN ONE BECOMES EXTREMELY HAPPY IN LIFE,AND ACHIEVES HIS/HER HEARTS LONGING,THE RESULT TENDS TO BE NEGATIVE IF EMOTIONS GO OUT OF CONTROL.THE MIND STARTS LIVING IN THE SITUATION OF HAPPINESS.NOW AS WE COMPARE LIFE TO DAY AND NIGHT,WE CAN STATE THAT EVERY HAPPINESS OF LIFE IS FOLLOWED BY A GREY CLOUD OF SADNESS WHICH THWARTS THE SMOOTH PATH OF HAPPINESS.SO,WHEN THE BARRIER APPROACHES AFTER A PROLONGED PERIOD OF HAPPINESS,THE MIND IS VACUUMED SINCE THE PERSON FAILS TO HANDLE THE SUDDEN CHANGE AND LACKS THE POWER TO TAKE THE CORRECTIVE MEASURE OF PREVENTION,AND HENCE BECOMES RESISTANT TO THE CHANGES OF LIFE.</p><div><br /></div><p align="left">ON THE OTHER HAND WHEN WE THROW LIGHT ON THE SECOND AND COMMON CAUSE OF A VACUUMED MIND,WE SEE THAT WHEN A PERSON EXPERIENCES A PROLONGED SITUATION OF PROBLEMS HE/SHE TENDS TO BECOME PESSIMIST AND THE MIND FAILS TO BECOME NORMAL AS IT IS ADAPTED TO TOUGH SITUATIONS.IN THIS CASE,THE PERSON CHANGES GRADUALLY.HE BECOMES MORE CONSCIOUS,EVEN WHEN THE SITUATIONS ARE NORMAL.THE SPEED OF HIS LIFE TENDS TO BECOME SLOWER.HE LOSES INTEREST IN THINGS GOING ON AROUND HIM AND LACKS CHARM IN LIFE.LIFE BECOMES AN IRON CHAIN OF MONOTONOUS ACTIVITIES.GRADUALLY HIS MIND BECOMES A BLOB OF EVIL THOUGHTS FORCED THROUGH UNCHANGING DEGREE OF DEPRESSION.</p><div><br /></div><p align="left">HENCE A VACUUMED MIND MAY BECOME THE REASON OF AN UNSUCCESSFUL LIFE AND CAN ALSO LEAD TO THE ORIGIN OF EVIL THOUGHTS IN AN INDIVIDUAL.THOUGH EVERYTHING IN LIFE CHANGES BY TIME,ONE CAN SAY THAT A VACUUMED MIND CAN ALSO CHANGE,BUT PRACTICALLY,A MIND IS VACUUMED BECAUSE OF THE REASON THAT IT CANT ADOPT AND MOULD ACCORDING TO THE CHANGES WHICH COME IN ITS WAY,SO EVEN WHEN SITUATIONS OF LIFE KEEP ON CHANGING,THE MIND TENDS TO RESIST IT AND GRADUALLY DOMINATES THE CHARACTER OF THE PERSON AND DRIVES IT ON THE PATH OF DETERIORATION.</p>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-20869255574924244282008-12-24T00:12:00.000+05:302009-01-03T18:14:44.156+05:30PERCEPTIONS<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6B_P-7DZBF_2ooPqm9Lj5Ha7shAKXG3kT7OsHwEka9EVkJwk113Qp7RyDiDb_ahe5YAeEYog4ALWXD4IPypzFDyt6FmEyQTr_zQzJk3_S6YbKsx4hBqJHsjDLqOIREKCw6-MSkiZKyi1/s1600-h/Image32.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283083372822212050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM6B_P-7DZBF_2ooPqm9Lj5Ha7shAKXG3kT7OsHwEka9EVkJwk113Qp7RyDiDb_ahe5YAeEYog4ALWXD4IPypzFDyt6FmEyQTr_zQzJk3_S6YbKsx4hBqJHsjDLqOIREKCw6-MSkiZKyi1/s400/Image32.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div>PERCEPTION IS ALL THAT MATTERS IN <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">EVERYTHING</span> WE DO IN OUR LIFE AND EVERYTHING THAT OTHERS DO.EVERY SINGLE ACTIVITY MAY HAVE SEVERAL COMPLEX AND SIMPLE PERCEPTIONS.IT DOES NOT MATTER HOW A PERSON IS WHAT MATTERS IS HIS <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ATTITUDE</span> AND HOW HE TAKES IN THINGS AND DEVELOPS OR DETERMINES THE PROS AND CONS AND HIS FEELINGS FOR IT.WHICH IN SHORT CAN BE TERMED AS PERCEPTION.ITS THE PERCEPTION WHICH MAKES A SITUATION OR AN EVENT COMPLEX AND SIMPLE IN LIFE.DIFFERENT PEOPLE HAVE UNLIKE PERCEPTIONS.THIS IS THE ONLY REASON BEHIND VARIOUS SOLUTIONS OF A PROBLEM.<br />THE DETERMINANTS OF PERCEPTION ARE AN INDIVIDUALS CORE FACTORS :<br /><br />* VALUE SYSTEM<br />* ETHICS OF LIFE<br />* SITUATIONAL IMPORTANCE<br /><br />FIRSTLY,VALUE SYSTEM OF AN INDIVIDUAL IS THE PRIMARY DETERMINANT OF PERCEPTION.NO MATTER HOW WORSE OR HOW GOOD A SITUATION MAY BE,THE VALUE SYSTEM CONTROLS AN INDIVIDUALS LIFE MORE THAN HE HIMSELF.VALUE SYSTEM IS A FORCE WHICH <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">UNCONSCIOUSLY</span> ACTS BEHIND ALL <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">DECISIONS</span> AN INDIVIDUAL TAKES IN HIS LIFE.HENCE,WHENEVER A SITUATION CROPS UP,THE FIRST THING WHICH <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">UNCONSCIOUSLY</span> SETS THE BRAIN TO WORK IS THE VALUE SYSTEM.THE BRAIN ALWAYS COMES TO PRACTICAL SOLUTIONS,BUT,SINCE ALL <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">DECISIONS</span> IN LIFE CANT BE TAKEN PRACTICALLY,THE VALUE SYSTEM PINCHES IT TO START THINKING IN A WAY WHICH BALANCES ALL SOCIAL,EMOTIONAL,AS WELL AS THE PRACTICAL ASPECT.HENCE,WHEN AN INDIVIDUAL DEVELOPS PERCEPTIONS OF A SITUATION,THE VALUE SYSTEM DRIVES THE BRAIN TO COME TO A CONCLUSION.<br /><br />SECONDLY,THE ETHICS OF LIFE ALSO PLAY A PARALLEL ROLE IN THE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">PERCEPTIVE</span> PROCESS.IT MAY BE EXPLAINED THAT EVERY INDIVIDUAL HAS A SET OF LIFE-ETHICS.HENCE THE RESPONSIVENESS TO ANY SITUATION IS ALWAYS GUARDED BY LIFE ETHICS.SO,WHEN AN EVENT CROPS UP,THE DRIVE OF PERCEPTION IS GEARED UP BY LIFE ETHICS.THE ETHICAL LIFE OF A PERSON MATTERS IN MAKING HIS LIFE COMPLEX OR SIMPLE,AN EXTRA ETHICAL OR RIGID LIFE FAILS TO MOULD ACCORDING TO CHANGES AND TOUGH SITUATIONS,SINCE PERCEPTIONS BECOME VERY COMPLEX EVEN TO A SIMPLE SITUATION.ON THE OTHER HAND A LOW ETHICAL LIFE LEADS TO DEPENDENT PERCEPTIONS AND MAKES LIFE FULL OF COMPLEXITIES.A MODERATE ETHICAL LIFE HELPS IN BALANCING PERCEPTIONS IN ALL RESPECTS AND LEADS TO CORRECT <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">DECISION</span> MAKING.<br /><br />THIRDLY, PERCEPTIONS OF A SITUATION ARE DETERMINED BY THE DEGREE OF RESPONSIVENESS OF AN <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">INDIVIDUAL</span> TO IT.RATHER IT MAY BE SAID THAT THE NATURE OF PERCEPTIONS DEPEND A LOT ON HOW MUCH AN INDIVIDUAL IS GIVING <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">WEIGHTAGE</span> TO THE SITUATION.IF THE DEGREE OF <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">WEIGHTAGE</span> IS LOW,THE PERCEPTIONS ARE NOT DEEPER,MOREOVER,IF THE DEGREE OF <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">WEIGHTAGE</span> IS HIGH,THE PERCEPTIONS ARE DEEPER AND MORE VICIOUS IN NATURE.HENCE THE IMPORTANCE OF A SITUATION DURING A CERTAIN PERIOD OF TIME IS WHAT COUNTS IN ITS CORRECT OR INCORRECT PERCEPTION.WHAT MAKES A SITUATION POSITIVE AS WELL AS NEGATIVE IS A PERSONS PERCEPTION.<br /><br />HENCE,WE CAN CONCLUDE THAT PERCEPTION IS A GULF BETWEEN THE SITUATION AND THE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">DECISION</span>.THE IMPACT OF A SITUATION ON AN INDIVIDUALS LIFE IS MEASURED BY THE NATURE OF PERCEPTION AND THE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">DECISION</span> MAKING IS TOTALLY INFLUENCED AND DRIVEN BY HIS PERCEPTION OF THE SITUATION.</div>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-48327736932029020402008-12-22T09:43:00.000+05:302009-01-03T17:05:35.709+05:30A HELPLESS SOUL<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcm9rztDxoPE3l9HTWwqbJ_9VhLoQEA5_RaCU4yvDoUoaND6rYzoqwfL3m4KrjjjbIuMQC1Y_9HXtedui6H9dxnq8xFf18S_KhQrLiltCW_xDX1r2Z9fQdvW0LETS4XZJr1MXO_evIdk4U/s1600-h/1873909935_1.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285552077697353362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcm9rztDxoPE3l9HTWwqbJ_9VhLoQEA5_RaCU4yvDoUoaND6rYzoqwfL3m4KrjjjbIuMQC1Y_9HXtedui6H9dxnq8xFf18S_KhQrLiltCW_xDX1r2Z9fQdvW0LETS4XZJr1MXO_evIdk4U/s400/1873909935_1.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzyuqtVKubW7NQ_aMBnJ1Da3uEQjyy25VI0Kt2Lbc2IPVv6rWbwHc1OYxjI_whZSJCDpbzSI7PZvY1sXA4NWHNlx2Zr8TzZp5-sRpHPKCOF29BKLKEFYslWSvDPK4AansjeROz5r-2v6k/s1600-h/Losing_Soul-full.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHODkCLIB_V1Au2g9XlXBBYEcqG_oHsYLJe1oZpM1ypyV4GyHWKWf4woB2Qz2QOhJvxCoXpusMHthnwz_NnKmtiWcfw3Mk4hs6hEXBK9PnMa_DjZCWbUrXEw-q1XJ9WFPLKM6ZY9fUJ3Vd/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiApVioCCuWGQKI3bGdSlgfsMLTlDq5F0MzuBFtkQ9V6Gg4UbPjvATFceyzERFK2XlcT-oUHbc88TfvX6a8ntGkW9pahjsXjjoaAcMd-7CMUunZxWSzoGhcdFK1-vetYJqw4cOtGVHX0LBy/s1600-h/Losing_Soul-full.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I SHRIEK ALOUD<br /><br />TO SET ME FREE<br /><br />I SHRED MY TEARS<br /><br />TO SEEK HELP<br /><br />I WANT TO ESCAPE<br /><br />TO HELP MYSELF<br /><br />I WANT TO BURST<br /><br />TO LET ME LIVE IN PEACE<br /><br />I TRY STOPPING MY TEARS<br /><br />TO LET MYSELF BE HAPPY<br /><br />I TRY TO STOP THE WRONG<br /><br />TO KEEP MYSELF SPOTLESS<br /><br />I TRY TO REVOLT<br /><br />TO PREVENT THE BLOODY<br /><br />I SHOUT ALOUD<br /><br />TO LET ME GO<br /><br />I KNOW I AM HELPLESS<br /><br />TO HELP MYSELF<br /><br />I KNOW I HAVE TO SUFFER<br /><br />TO BE FREE ONE DAY<br /><br />I KNOW ITS TOUGH<br /><br />TO BE THE SOUL OF A BAD CHARACTER<br /><br />I KNOW ITS INTOLERABLE<br /><br />TO BE VIRTUALLY SPRINKLED WITH BLOOD<br /><br />I KNOW HOW IT PINCHES TO THE CORE<br /><br />TO BE BORN TRUE<br /><br />AND NAMED AS A</div><br /><div><br />"BAD -SOUL"</div></div></div></div>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-57331178013004223982008-12-19T22:55:00.000+05:302009-01-03T18:08:57.682+05:30THE PITCH CALLED LIFE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGeYKcEW4I93jrIJ2At8KnwEyUSiMp3SlY7fms1ZhjVMQNmwHeh1E0GuiXWtp4Mtib0DsGRzO_EO61c9iYfljWvjert9btzjVV8RhTnJh0bdKhCpN7nruLzrOGbsTx0zkm6nB6GjFVrAB/s1600-h/ZION_ForestPath.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287045770747483922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbGeYKcEW4I93jrIJ2At8KnwEyUSiMp3SlY7fms1ZhjVMQNmwHeh1E0GuiXWtp4Mtib0DsGRzO_EO61c9iYfljWvjert9btzjVV8RhTnJh0bdKhCpN7nruLzrOGbsTx0zkm6nB6GjFVrAB/s400/ZION_ForestPath.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p>IT STARTS FROM A SPECIAL DAY </p><br /><p>AND DIVERGES OUT LIKE A RAY</p><br /><p>IT ACCELERATES IN SHOWERS OF AFFECTION </p><br /><p>AND RETARDS IN CLUTCHES OF DETESTATION</p><br /><p>IT OFTEN HAS TO COMPROMISE</p><br /><p>AND ABANDON PERSONAL INTEREST SITES</p><br /><p>IT OFTEN TAKES A LEAF OUT OF ONE'S BOOK</p><br /><p>AND ITSELF TURNS INTO A NEW BOOK</p><br /><p>IT SOMETIMES HAS TO BE BESIDE THE MARK</p><br /><p>AND GRADUALLY MAKE IT'S OWN MARK</p><br /><p>IT OFTEN HAS TO MOVE HEAVEN AND EARTH</p><br /><p>AND TIRELESSLY MAKE ITS SPACE ON THE EARTH</p><br /><p>IT FACES ALL ODDS AND EVENS</p><br /><p>AND TRIES BEST TO MAKE ITS PATH EVEN</p><br /><p>IT ROCKS AND ROLLS IN TIMES OF GAY</p><br /><p>AND IS DISTURBED WHEN WOE HAS ITS SAY</p><br /><p>IT RUSHES TO ITS DESTINATION </p><br /><p>AND SHINES AS BRIGHT AS THE SUN </p><br /><p>IT IS GONE THROUGH BY ALL</p><br /><p>AND DOES ANYONE KNOW WHAT IT IS</p><br /><p>IT IS THE PITCH CALLED LIFE..</p>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-49066886551049963492008-12-19T20:25:00.002+05:302009-01-03T20:02:11.001+05:30A SMILE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChBJAK2-tUxJQknhyw1dQVgNbD2tR2EzOuV-KwDPMIeO0P8q7-HK-ula9rrHvUb8aYzZz8XriSEfyTt195bNZiJkopqRSSPj5E3Kf83YAcDTvHidZpNFJI_Vepw_108PVgyxD78XJgl5C/s1600-h/DISNEY+PIX.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281529199280920818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgChBJAK2-tUxJQknhyw1dQVgNbD2tR2EzOuV-KwDPMIeO0P8q7-HK-ula9rrHvUb8aYzZz8XriSEfyTt195bNZiJkopqRSSPj5E3Kf83YAcDTvHidZpNFJI_Vepw_108PVgyxD78XJgl5C/s400/DISNEY+PIX.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">STARTING FROM THE LIPS,</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">ALL THE WAY THROUGH A HEART,</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">REACHING A SOUL,</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">AND BECOMING A PERMANENT PART;</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">MAKING ONE SPECIAL IN THE VIEW OF ANOTHER, </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">MULTIPLYING ITSELF BY </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">REACHING TO ANOTHER.</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">A SMILE IS NEEDED</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">TO CUT THROUGH</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">THIS WORLD,</span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">AS IT REFLECTS THE ABSTRACTS OF </span></div><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;">FEELING AND LOVE.</span></div>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-40718772279305345022008-12-19T09:48:00.000+05:302009-01-03T18:11:32.370+05:30THE TEARS OF A HEARTIT FLOWED AWAY IN THE DARK<br />CARRYING A DEPTH OF UNFELT EMOTIONS<br />IT SNEAKED FROM UNCOUNTABLE EYES<br />DUE TO ITS INEXPRESSIVE NATURE<br />IT BECAME MORE IN VOLUME<br />WITH ALL REFRESHENED MEMORIES OF THE PAST<br />IT FLOWED AND FLOWED AWAY<br />WITH NO ONE AROUND TO UNDERSTAND<br />IT BECAME MUCH MORE INTENSER<br />WITH NO ONE AROUND TO CONSOLE<br />IT QUIETLY BLED AWAY WITH ITS TORN PARTS<br />WITH THE TRACE OF A SINGLE QUESTION -<br />"WHAT WAS THERE TO PRETEND WHEN YOU NEVER FELL IN LOVE WITH ME?"Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-53763552466560947002008-12-19T00:16:00.003+05:302009-01-03T20:01:16.518+05:30A HEARTS LONGING....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOo5lu_f7PJMlw4vIdHv3aCPceOmxzS8pRs4pyFB_Sz3JscRP3k7v6-ORhtCbl5aAVG8l1w385YtPTf7mHnlBXXFimBAods87b8kHO9MMxGe0wFMXTvPBsPz8ApZn7sB5mEJ44EhpUysu/s1600-h/DISNEY+PIX+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281552731210451266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOo5lu_f7PJMlw4vIdHv3aCPceOmxzS8pRs4pyFB_Sz3JscRP3k7v6-ORhtCbl5aAVG8l1w385YtPTf7mHnlBXXFimBAods87b8kHO9MMxGe0wFMXTvPBsPz8ApZn7sB5mEJ44EhpUysu/s400/DISNEY+PIX+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxeJKnuLIgxhzwb2LPeid_K3OEtKO1pqCr06DNcf75vqLji07ZJ-Jv7YUORYWleUcRDoID8aghG0kKd5AOL8P7OSqA6121RZcJbqWa_0sI4lcNDIDJKPUxnb-iAfNNuehRO12Sg3EF3FC/s1600-h/DISNEY+PIX+(2).jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxeJKnuLIgxhzwb2LPeid_K3OEtKO1pqCr06DNcf75vqLji07ZJ-Jv7YUORYWleUcRDoID8aghG0kKd5AOL8P7OSqA6121RZcJbqWa_0sI4lcNDIDJKPUxnb-iAfNNuehRO12Sg3EF3FC/s1600-h/DISNEY+PIX+(2).jpg"></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">ITS THE STORY OF A TRUE HEART....<br /><br />I LOVED THE HEART AS MUCH AS MYSELF,<br />I PUMPED IT WID MY BLOOD OF TRUE FEELINGS,<br />I LOVED IT WID UTTER EXPECTATIONS,<br />I DREAMT FOR IT,<br />I KILLED MY EMOTIONS FOR IT,<br />I KILLED MY LONGINGS FOR IT,<br />I THOUGHT THAT IT WUD LOVE ME AS MUCH AS I LOVED IT,<br />I THOUGHT IT WUD CARE FOR ME MORE THAN MYSELF,<br />I THOUGHT IT WUD CONSIDER ME ITS LIFE ,<br />I THOUGHT IT WUD CRY FOR ME WHEN I LEFT,<br />I THOUGHT IT WUD STAND BESIDE ME WHEN I WAS ALONE.<br />BUT NEVER IN MY DREAMS I IMAGINED THAT A DAY WUD COME WHEN,<br />IT WUD BLAME ME FOR LOVING IT,<br />IT WUD QUESTION ME ON MY TRUE AND FAITHFUL CHARACTER,<br />IT WUD LEAVE ME ALONE IN THE POOL OF HEART WRENCHING EMOTIONS,<br />AND INSTEAD OF WIPING MY TEARS,<br />IT WUD SHOUT ALOUD AND TELL ME TO CRY MY HEART OUT<br />SINCE IT WAS MY MISTAKE TO CHOOSE THE HEART AND FALL IN LOVE WITH IT.......</span></div></div></div>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771869176637043693.post-56877038931904180252008-12-18T11:33:00.002+05:302009-01-03T20:04:42.122+05:30WHEN YOU ARE IN TRUE LOVE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLJ7IZGCx-rwSI5GGqOac-jwppeo4uX0xSz4QpuKYKPMs_upei6Ldxp68I1w-1kQ_vL5OGk_p14n9A9sJAcUfEYnhc2dt2zp7XzQMozR3qP3zNITeQrj46z68qWgWyXcPGv6MbX0bhsHNa/s1600-h/f_TheLoveOmenm_74ccd51.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281083671791549362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLJ7IZGCx-rwSI5GGqOac-jwppeo4uX0xSz4QpuKYKPMs_upei6Ldxp68I1w-1kQ_vL5OGk_p14n9A9sJAcUfEYnhc2dt2zp7XzQMozR3qP3zNITeQrj46z68qWgWyXcPGv6MbX0bhsHNa/s400/f_TheLoveOmenm_74ccd51.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">WHEN YOU ARE IN TRUE LOVE,YOU TEND TO BE LOSING YOURSELF..EVRY MOMENT,EVRY SECOND..U FEEL THINGS ARE GOIN OUT OF YOUR CONTROL N UR HEART SIMPLY BEATS MAKIN YOU FEEL CONCIOUS AND POSSESSIVE ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP.EVEN IF YOU DNT WANA GET INTO IT,YOU WILL BE SLOGGED IN BY YOUR HEART.EVEN IF YOUR RELATIONSHIP IS HARMING YOUR PERSONAL N FAMILY LIF,U TEND TO SMEHOW MANAGE THINGS N STILL CARRY ON THE RELATIONSHIP.EVERY MOMENT OF YOUR LIF SEEMS TO BE SHARED WITH YOUR PARTNER N YOU LONG FOR HIS PRESENCE AT EVRY STEP YOU TAKE... YOU IMAGINE HIM SITTING BESIDE YOU WHEN YOU ARE LONELY N SAD BUT STILL NOT SHARE YOUR PROBLEM WITH HIM JUST FOR THE REASON THAT IT WUD MAKE HIM TENSED ND WORRIED.YOUR LOVE,EVN IF IT HARMS YOU,YOU STILL GO ON DRIVEN INTO IT DEEPER N DEEPER DAY BY DAY..THE MORE YOU LONG TO RESIST,THE MORE YOU GET INTO THE COCOON OF IT AND GET PRISONED WITH STRONG,IRRESISTABLE EMOTIONS..TIME POURS N YOU DNT REALISE HW SUBMERGED YOU ARE IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP....YOU TRY TO AVOID EVERY PROBABILITY WHICH WOUD POSE THREAT TO UR RELATIONSHIP,BE IT YOUR FRIENDS,YOUR CLOSE ONES,YOUR FAMILY....N ALL OTHER ELEMENTS.IF YOU ARE TRULY ENGROSSED IN LOVE,THE ONLY THING THAT MATTERS TO YOU IS YOUR LOVE LIFE..U TEND TO BECOME SELFISH IN LOVE....TRUE LOVE IS A FORCE WHICH WOULD PULL YOU INTO ITSELF....PURPOSELY DROWN YOU INTO AN UNESCAPABLE POOL OF DEEP,STRONG AND EVERLASTING EMOTIONS....<br />TRUE </span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">LOVE IS NOT TO BE UNDERSTOOD OR PROOVED.....IT JUST NEEDS TO BE FELT...ONCE YOU FEEL IT,THE SHIP OF YOUR LIFE IS SET SAIL BY A SOOTHING,CALM DRIFT OF PASSIONATE AND WARM FEELING NAMED LOVE...</span><strong>.</strong></span></span></div>Shwetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11146440665989997294noreply@blogger.com1