tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58415488807101779322024-03-19T10:05:50.996+05:30Sweet SomethingzPrincess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-48129955036250637522016-01-16T17:22:00.000+05:302016-02-02T15:24:27.222+05:30Gold Mornings<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Every morning is similar, isn't it? You wake up groggily, wondering what this new day will bring, as you go ahead with your morning chores. And then you get dressed and leave for whatever occupation it is, which keeps you busy throughout the day. When every morning is as similar and as boring as the previous day, how can you make a 'day' as a 'good day' or in fact a 'gold day'? <a href="https://www.facebook.com/ColgateIndia">Colgate India</a> has henceforth come up with this beautiful question, 'What makes your day a gold day?' <span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">- </span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Colgate 360 Charcoal Gold toothbrush </span></span><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">#Colgate360GoldMornings - and given us all a chance to think about what it is really that excites us and that holds the place in our heart.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">When I was put forth this question, the answer was simple. For me, a day in which I live fully is a day worth lived, and hence, that day becomes a gold day. But how do I make a day of gold, when I am even lazy to get out of bed in the morning? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I realized few years back, that when you do what you always wanted to do, life becomes simpler. I went to a college that I really liked, doing a course which I picked, and hence, it became easy. I used to love getting up early in the morning and I still remember looking forward to going to college, so that I learn new things, and also to spend time with my best friends and our lecturers, who were more of our friends. And soon the days of college gave way to work life. Here too, I chose what I want to do, and I'm happy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Every morning, I wake up with a smile on my face. It doesn't matter what had happened the previous day, nor does it matter what will happen the next day. What matters is today, and that moment. Someone once told me that I should live my life, one moment at a time, and I've been trying to do that. There is something really exciting about each day, with the way you view it. I believe, we can turn any mornings to a 'Gold Morning' instead of just a 'Good Morning' by being positive, and changing the way we think and look at things. Life is simple, I say, Keep it that way.</span></div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-83182840549806023662015-08-16T20:35:00.000+05:302015-08-16T20:35:16.327+05:30Brother from Heaven<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Brothers! There aren't enough words in dictionary to describe them. They will be your best friend and also your worst enemies, and that's exactly what makes them so special.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Being 9 years older than me, he's more of a father figure than just a brother to me. He's stood by me during my worst times, and also ensured that I got into trouble for something he did. We fight, we crib, we pull each others hair out, but, we also laugh together, enjoy together and have the best of times.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I cannot jot down every memory that we have shared, because there are just one too many, but I can say, that in all of the memories that I have, you've been a hero to me, a role model and an inspiration.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My brother is one person who would let me take my own path so that I can discover myself, but also ensures to stay right by my side wherever I go so that in case I ever trip, he can hold my hand, pull me up on my feet, and ask me to walk again. It's an honor to have been blessed with such a wonderful brother - </span>#MySiblingRocks<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Dear Brother of mine, I might fight with you, get angry on you, tell on you to our parents, irritate you to the core, and say all rude words to you, but the truth is, I love you as much as you love me, and my only wish is to see you happy forever, because if there is anyone on this Earth who deserves all the happiness, it is you. You are a gem of a person. You have a been a wonderful son - to our parents, a protective brother - to me, a sweet friend- to all your friends, an extraordinary husband - to my bhabhi, and now, the most amazing Father- to my little niece.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We are all lucky to have you in our life, and I'm pretty sure everyone in our house agrees to that. Thank you, for all that you have done, for all that you have shown and for all that you have protected us from. We owe a lot to you, and this year on Rakshabandhan, I wish that that sweet smile on your face shall never fade, and that all your dreams and wishes come true. I love you Anna.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> <span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I would like to say my heart<span style="font-family: inherit;">felt thanks to <a href="http://www.igp.com/">http://www.igp.com/</a> <a href="http://rakhi.indiangiftsportal.com/">(Portal)</a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span>for giving <span style="font-family: inherit;">bloggers <span style="font-family: inherit;">this wonderful opportunity <span style="font-family: inherit;">to share their sibling story with the world.</span></span></span> </span></span></span></span></div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-15494939166440942192015-08-06T03:12:00.001+05:302015-08-06T03:12:18.461+05:30Fun at #FlipkartImageSearch #IndiMeet<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />Saturday mornings are reserved for laziness. How many of us would have actually seen a Saturday morning? Most of us prefer to wake up in the noon, but still more than 100 people turned out for this meet in the early hours of Saturday. (Yes! 10:30AM is early. It's Saturday!) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It's extremely fun to meet up with your friends, especially your blogger friends as you tend to have a lot in common to talk about. After almost two years, I attended this IndiMeet. This being my 4th Meet, I had a wonderful time in meeting my old friends and had an even better time making new ones. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Everyone waited with anticipation for the meet to start and were all excited when Anoop went up on the 'Karaoke Platform'. After huddling all around the platform, we were then welcomed with a big bang performance from Anoop and his team, who made the whole place move along with their fantastic music. The tweets blasted out as soon as the performance started. Obviously! That was a 'Hell Yeah!' performance. Way to go team. Whooop!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> When the performance was over, we were introduced to Flipkart Guys and then the Introductions began. It was nice to see so many new faces, and so many old ones too. It is so fun to see so many people, the new bloggers, the experienced one, the writers, the authors, the photographers, the performers, all in one place. The meet had just begun. Soon, the Flipkart guys took over the stage and explained to us all about the #FlipkartImageSearch. </span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQq_b4I9_Rc9qfwRHQzZwqWJFAQGVh0_U_61gT5H0xi5gV_FSnv_1NBPtVKCiS6aWkAOj2cgmyk0aZZ1tRVDVsyCcuas-YKUUXXO849YME9IYw0BNUXThqrT2uwW7NERtnArkhVQw7nJk/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQq_b4I9_Rc9qfwRHQzZwqWJFAQGVh0_U_61gT5H0xi5gV_FSnv_1NBPtVKCiS6aWkAOj2cgmyk0aZZ1tRVDVsyCcuas-YKUUXXO849YME9IYw0BNUXThqrT2uwW7NERtnArkhVQw7nJk/s320/1.jpg" width="212" /></a><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> #FlipkartImageSearch is a feature added on to the mobile app of Flipkart which allows users to click pictures of what they like and search for similar products on Flipkart. Instead of trying to describe the product or try to remember the name of it, all you have to do is snap a photo of it and then search for it through Flipkart. Even though you might not always find the exact match, you'll find products of something 90% similarity. It certainly takes the whole point of Online Shopping one step ahead. This feature makes the app more user-friendly than before, and also helps us in finding things easier and quicker as we don't have to go by description anymore and instead just show them what we are looking for.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After a demo on how to use this feature, they took up questions from us audience regarding this feature or pretty much about anything related to Flipkart. Many issues, questions and doubts came up in the process, all of which were sincerely cleared by the Flipkart Team present with us during the meet. Hats off to you guys for coming up with such a wonderful idea and also for answering everything with so much patience and helping people out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Meanwhile, we were served some scrumptious meal along with drinks, which savored our taste buds and also gave us energy for the next part of the day. The next task was #FlipkartImageSearch task. All the bloggers were divided into six groups of twenty people each. We were then asked to name a person as a Captain and the other as Vice-Captain, whereas two people as Flipkart Ambassadors who would keep in touch with IndiTeam as well as Flipkart throughout the whole task. After this was done along with naming ceremony of all the groups we were explained about what we had to do. It was simple. We were supposed to go around the room and click pictures of products, which we would then use to find the same/similar product on Flipkart App. The team with the most number of products which had the exact match was to be declared as winners. After 10 minutes of rushing around, clicking pictures, being asked if something of yours could be taken a picture of, the task came to an end, and it was time for the Flipkart Team to check out the products we had added into our wishlist and see if they were all exact matches. While most of the teams managed to get around 20-25 matches, our team, that is Team 5 managed to get 35+ exact matches (after which they stopped counting). It was truly a 'Hell Yeah!' moment for our team.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">In the midst of it all, few people were called out for being awesome, and were told that they were going to get Flipkart Vouchers for being that awesome. (Cool right?) Anyway, I think it's really cool to be one of them, because my silly little tweet bagged me a voucher, and also a joke from Anoop which actually made me consider changing my name on Twitter. Haha! Good one there Zombie!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Unfortunately, like all good things, even this meet had to come to an end. While half of us rushed to get our copies of '<a href="https://www.indiblogger.in/ten-love-stories/">10 love stories</a>' with the author's autograph, the other half had vanished behind the food counter. Honestly, the brownie with vanilla ice cream was like a cherry on top of a perfect day. The meet concluded with HRC team dancing for the classic, YMCA. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">All in all, it was an amazing Saturday thanks to all the Blogger Friends and the IndiTeam. We found it to be informative as well as fun, and this meet definitely goes in the bag of 'Best IndiMeets of all time'. Way to go IndiTeam, Flipkart Team, as well as HRC Team. Thanks for a wonderful time, and we hope to see all of you again soon.</span><br />
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-53012184253412605192015-04-14T18:17:00.004+05:302015-04-14T18:20:19.174+05:30Smart Choice for Smart Phone<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In this era of smartphones, where a new phone is launched every week, I think Asus have come up with a smartphone which is not only wonderful in its design but also the specifications. According to me, Asus has brought into the market a beautiful phone which will race off the charts once it is released in the market.<br />
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Without doubt, Asus has come up with some amazing specifications for ZenFone 2 which makes life easier for smart phone users, as this phone is compatible to everyone, from a teenager to an adult and even a kid while they are playing.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Lastly, I thank <a href="http://www.asus.com/Phones/ZenFone_2_ZE551ML/">ASUS </a>for giving us this wonderful opportunity to right about their wonderful phone. Thank you Asus.</span></div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-7765902075150048752015-03-22T16:01:00.000+05:302015-03-22T16:01:21.240+05:30Small things in Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Now that 3 years of college life is coming to an end, all I can do is think back about every single day that I enjoyed in these three wonderful years. No matter what I do, these days won't come back, and what they say, it is true, College days are the most wonderful days of life.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Now when I look back, the first thing that comes to my mind are those small things that happened throughout these years. The moments which I thought will linger in my mind forever, are actually the last of memories to visit my mind; whereas the moments which I never thought I'll remember are the ones which visit first and also the ones which leaves a huge smile on my face.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The best of the memories are the times when me and my friends used to run to canteen during break to buy snacks and cold drinks, and used to find that there was a shortage of coca-cola for the day. So, we had to share. With 2 bottles of coca-cola on the table, and 5 people on a chair around it, it used to be a game of 'Dog-and-the-Bone' every time. Who can pick up the bottle and manage to gulp down huge sips before the others found out? There were times when we used to miss classes because none of us were able to pick up those bottles without others noticing, and leaving before the bottle was empty, was not something we used to do.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Another memory which comes to mind is when we used to sit in the last benches of our class and used to open our boxes during the class time, and eat food while our lecturers were writing on board. It's an immense joy to sneak food all through the class and eat while the lecturer is busy teaching. And when someone in the front benches get caught, teasing them is even more fun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">With life on fast track mode, I realized that moments like college fest, meant less important than, playing music in class and the whole class dancing for it, or planning and executing a mass bunk just because we were feeling lazy to attend classes, or even a simple day at class where we used to sit and gossip with our lecturers about their lives or their time in the staff room.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Now that these wonderful days are almost at an end, I wish I could go back, just to live all these small moments yet again, because they meant the most to me. After all, it is the little things which makes the big difference. </span></div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com42tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-84873583387216767622015-03-15T01:42:00.000+05:302015-03-15T01:42:52.185+05:30Journey to a New Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Ever since I was a kid, I always thought about the day when I'd grow up and be independent so that I could get my own place, move out, and live by myself. But when that day finally came, I was scared deep down inside. With packed bags surrounding me, I turn around and take one long look at the room that used to be mine. A place which was always messy, with clothes thrown around everywhere, with books all around the place, with covers and papers strewn across the floor - now looked totally clean. There was nothing there, everything cleaned out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">With a sad sigh, I pick up my bag and walk out, locking the doors of the house behind me. My parents were waiting for me at my new place, which I was going to start renting from that day. As I stood at the gate of the place which was my home for 20 years, all the memories come rushing - me running around the place as a kid, me watering the plants with my grandfather, me watching my brother ride his first cycle in the front yard, me playing with my cousins on the porch, me and my mom standing at the gate and just randomly talking about stuff. What seemed like silly things when they took place, now played a special place in my heart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I had always waited for the day I would move out and be by myself. The day where nobody would be there to tell me when to wake up, or when to close my book and go to sleep. Isn't it a dream of every single soul to have that utmost freedom? And what happens when this is received? You get scared. It is an understandable human emotion, I believe. It is normal to get scared a bit when something you were always dreaming about, comes true.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As I make my way to my new home, I feel butterflies in my bellies, the fluttering of which stretches to my heart. As happy as I was to be independent, I was also sad that I had to be without my mom, I was worried as to what would happen if I fell ill, and I wondered if everything would turn out to be fine.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My new place, 1BHK house in one of the most populated areas of Bangalore, glowed beneath the lights which was put all over it. Picking up all my stuff, I make me way to my new home, a place which would be mine, at least for the next couple of years, with hopes that everything would be fine. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Now, I can proudly say that it's been one hell of a scary ride, but the journey was totally worth it, as everyday that I spend at my new home, I'm learning something new. To be more independent with every passing minute.</span><br />
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-24395725501414431022015-03-15T01:10:00.000+05:302015-03-15T01:10:33.729+05:30Sweet Memories of a Shared Laughter<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-small;">Sometimes, the most memorable day of our life usually turns out to be a very simple one. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It was just another random morning, the only difference was that the Best Friend of my life was next to me, throughout the whole day instead of being miles away. It started out as a very lazy day, where we both pretty much walked around the house like zombies trying to finish our morning chores. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It was no special day, or even an holiday for that matter. Thirteenth of March, 2015, the day I bunked my classes so that I could stay at home and enjoy a day with my best friend instead of going to classes. With a bruised knee and strict mom at hand, it was decided that staying at the house way a better option than to roam around the streets.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">So, after not giving much thought about what we had to do, we sat down on the couch and then the time flew so fast, that it was decided by default that we'd be couch potatoes for the rest of the day. As we sat on the couch with TV running in the background, we talked and talked, and then talked some more, about everything and then nothing. We had serious political discussions, we reviewed movies just by viewing the trailers, we cracked very very poor jokes, we laughed on those jokes till our stomachs hurt and eyes filled with tears from all the laughing, And then we cracked more jokes. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">After days of spending my time at home, all by myself, being totally bored, as I was to be getting bed rest, this day was better than any walk in the park or a day at an amusement park for that matter. After spending hours on that couch with her, I realized that, sometimes, it is not about where we are, or what we are doing, it is about the person we are with, cause they will ensure you have the same atmosphere around you no matter where you are. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">She's always been an inspiration to me ever since I met her, and that day was more than inspirational. Not only did I learn a lot about various stuff that goes on, but I also enjoyed a lot, and didn't get bored even for a second. For someone who had lost hopes of having fun, who thought that her bruised knee would ruin every chance that she'd get, this day was definitely a sunshine through a dark room. She gave me hope, hope to look up and understand that there is indeed a lot that I can do and that I shouldn't give up hopes, on anything, no matter what.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've told you this a lot of times, but let me tell it again, Thank you, Thank you so much for traveling all the way over just so that you could cheer me up and spend some time with me. It means a lot, and it was, indeed, one of the best days of my life.</span></span></div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-7517952051057188462015-03-09T16:49:00.000+05:302015-03-09T16:49:59.697+05:30Smile. Smile Away!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Alas! It was a rainy day on that Tuesday Morning, when I started my vehicle to go to my college.Getting drenched in the pouring rain, I made my way to college as slowly and yet as fast as possible. I was almost near the college when this incident, or should I call it, an accident, took place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What else can a Rainy Day, Slippery Road, and Sudden Break result to? As I applied sudden break on my vehicle to stop it from hitting the auto in front, my vehicle skidded and the result of it was me falling on the road, and the vehicle falling on my leg. As an unbearable pain in my leg almost made me blackout, people around rushed to help me out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The impact of the vehicle falling on my leg was pretty bad, due to which I wasn't able to actually move my leg at all. Thankfully, I was given a chair to rest in and some water to drink, after which I gave a quick call to my darling brother asking him to pick me up. 15 minutes later, My brother and Mom are next to me, at which point I solemnly burst into tears, which I had been holding back all along.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The next hour passed quickly as I was rushed to a hospital, and my leg was examined, and doctors came and went, giving me medicines and what not. Finally, came the Orthopedic who examined my leg and told me that it looks like a ligament sprain, and that I had to be on bed rest for the next 3 days. To someone who's on the verge of having her college life taken away from her forever, this news sounded worse than a death. As I cursed the doctor inside my mind, I made my way home thinking that my life was over.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Then, I made my way home. Unable to walk, I made my way from the door to the living room jumping on my left leg. The first thing I see as soon as I reach the living room is my - almost 4 month old - nephew who's on his tiny bed on the floor looking all around. I make my way to him and sit down on the couch opposite to him.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">He looks at me and then sees my leg which has a knee cap on it. He stares at it for a couple of seconds before looking back into my tear filled eyes. As I look into his cute little brown eyes, he flashes his most beautiful smile at me, as if he understood everything that had happened and is genuinely happy to see that nothing worst had happened to me. At that moment, my heart melted, and all my worries faded away, including the pain in my leg. I ask my mom to pass him over to me, and then I pick him, and give him a tight hug.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Just when I had thought that all was lost, my little Nephew made sure to remind me that there's a lot to look forward to and that there was nothing to worry about. Children surely light up a place, and make 'a house' as 'a home'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I really want to thank my Nephew for cheering me up so well, and for keeping me company throughout the days of my bed rest period. I would also like to thank <a href="https://housing.com/lookup">Housing Look Up</a> and <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/">IndiBlogger</a> for giving me an opportunity to write about my crazy adventures. </span></div>
Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-54059164826548449542015-01-31T14:27:00.000+05:302015-01-31T14:27:42.810+05:30V-Day 2015<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Proposing to my crush for Valentine's day on Facebook, with the help of my wonderful friends.</div>
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Thanks to 23 wonderful friends of mine, who turned my 'I have an idea' into a successful proposal, for my crush who lives 700miles away, I have managed to scourge myself a date for this valentine's day. </div>
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I never thought I'd actually propose someone, and here I am today, happily waiting for Valentine's Day. I'd really like to thank <a href="http://cupidgames.closeup.in/">Closeup Cupid Games</a> and <a href="http://indiblogger.in/">Indiblogger</a> for giving us bloggers, a wonderful opportunity to get out of our shelves and do something really daring.</div>
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And once again, a Huge Thanks to all my 23 friends who actually helped me to go through with this idea. Guys, Mission Accomplished.</div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-72299622333171095032014-10-19T15:40:00.001+05:302014-10-19T15:40:55.011+05:30Happy Baby, Happy Home!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">They danced, they played, they ran about the house making everyone move out of their way. By the time the night fell, everyone in the house were tired of running behind Ari, who had more enthusiasm than all of them compared. She had everyone catching their breaths as she ran around some more.</span></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span>It was a huge task putting her to sleep in the night. She was always so energetic, she would never get tired, and to put her to bed, the whole family had to sing, read her a book, pat her and fall asleep themselves, but still she wouldn't have slept. With a huge difficulty, they put Ari to bed that day, and with a smile on their faces went to sleep themselves.</div>
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The next day dawned too soon. Everyone woke up lazily, tired out after a great night. As one by one got ready and left for their daily work, they kissed little Ari, already waiting for the evening to come so that they can play with her again. But little did people know that she was not well. Ari had caught fever in the night, and had suffered the whole morning. Unable to explain what was happening, she could do nothing but cry and cry some more. By the time the evening came, and everyone returned, they were expecting another grand jovial welcome, but little Ari was sitting in the hall, and her cries were echoing through the house. </div>
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The happiness left from everyone's face as they rushed to fuss about her. They tried to play with her, dance with her, but that day she was so tired. Nothing was able to cheer her up, and everyone's face fell. The doctor who had treated her had told that she would be fine within the night, and everyone was anxiously waiting for that time to come. The whole house was silent, there was no running around, no talking, no laughter, no shouting. It was as if there was nobody there. All of them were down in the dumps as they waited patiently for their little darling to get well. That night no one could go to sleep properly, as they were so worried. And unlike that day, the next morning took its own time to come.</div>
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But they had a surprise! In the early hours of morning a sweet, naughty laugh was heard in the house, which woke everyone up with a start. Little Ari had woken up, and she was fine. At once, everyone's face had a smile on it. The burden on their heads had been lifted as Ari jumped around and made them all play with her. It was as if, everyone had forgotten that they had a job to attend to and they all spent the day, playing with their little Angel.</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">Being a crazy fan of online shopping, I always restricted myself to the few famous sites that I knew very well. Even when I knew other sites would offer better services, I never tried them out because no one I knew had ever told me about it. So, when I got a chance to finally shop in <a href="http://www.jabong.com/">Jabong,</a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> I jumped at the opportunity. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">Jabong offers varieties in every product at a very vast price line, which impressed me. If I had some specific product in mind, I can get that for the cheapest rate, or also go for the best quality one. The variety offered is simply splendid. When I browsed through all the stuff available, I actually got confused as to what to buy, because everything I wanted and needed were available there for the best price and the best quality.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">What's best is that, they have loads of <a href="http://www.jabong.com/coupons/">coupons</a>. You have an offer for so many things, that it makes shopping so much more easier and that much fun. They even have this 'Reward Points' System, wherein certain points will be generated for every purchase that you do. Once you have enough points you can redeem them as coupons and much more. Isn't that exciting? You get points for shopping! I think that's really an added bonus of this site, which I've never found in any other sites that I shop, till date.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">They have special offers and related products put up for every special day, like festivals and so on. So, if you are planning to surprise your Mother on this <a href="http://www.jabong.com/mothers-day/">Mother's day</a>, I think you should head to Jabong, because they have some really awesome collection out there which you can choose from.</span></span></div>
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-27652582808034855642013-12-13T08:23:00.002+05:302013-12-13T08:23:20.482+05:30The English Student<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The clock struck 10. It was time for my class. I picked up my books and entered my most favorite class in this school, and my eyes, by default started scanning for her. She wasn't in her usual place, which means she wasn't present.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">She was one of the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Unfortunately, she had to be my student. But, that never stopped me from looking over at her whenever I had the chance or to do her few favors, because without doubt she was my favorite student. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Certainly, I was no Leonardo Di Caprio or Brad Pitt, but I was nevertheless handsome, especially when I shaved. Her eyes wavered around my clean face for a while before she turned away to gossip with her friends. With a huge satisfaction and a smug look on my face I turned to the board. Surely, A teacher student relationship will never work out, but that doesn't mean we can't exchange those rare moments of eyes meeting, a gleeful smile and a heartfelt connection.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="color: purple;">My morning tryst with my shaving blade had finally paid off.<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> My clean shaven look bowled her over.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">You make my heart beat fast</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: inherit;">After her husband’s untimely demise, Marietta Gatti is banished from the family’s villa by her spiteful mother-in-law. She returns to her hometown of Venice and her only kin—a father she hasn’t spoken to since her forced marriage. Her hope of making amends is crushed when she learns she is too late, for he recently died under suspicious circumstances. Grief-stricken, Marietta retraces her father’s last night only to discover someone may have wanted him dead—and she may be next. When the prime suspect turns out to be the father of the man she is falling in love with, Marietta risks her future happiness and her life to avenge the death of a man she once hated.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Nico shrugged in the French wingback chair they had placed by the fireplace for his portrait. He looked regal in a black silk suit trimmed in gold and a waistcoat of burgundy and gold leaf-patterned brocade. It seemed Raul had excellent taste in men’s fashions.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">“I’d rather you didn’t.” Looking at him was going to be enough distraction. She didn’t need to listen to him also.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">He ignored her request. “I have to ask—why Palladino?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Marietta blew out an exasperated breath. “I can’t sketch you properly if you talk.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">“You could have chosen any man at the Consul’s villa. Casanova himself expressed interest in you, yet you leave with that pig.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">“You didn’t have to suffer the man’s dismal lovemaking. What were you thinking?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">He continued as if not hearing her. “You’re the first woman in years that he didn’t have to pay, though he would never admit to his need for courtesans. I just don’t understand how you could find him appealing.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">“We did not make love.” She practically shouted it this time. “I’m not attracted to Palladino or any other man for that matter.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">This silenced him, gratefully, but only for a few moments. “Well, in that case, I know of a few courtesans that can accommodate you. I am told they are quite beautiful and skilled.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">He smiled up at her innocently. “I didn’t mean to offend you, but you have refused my charms, so what should I think?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">She glared at him for her own benefit, knowing it would have no effect on the man. “You need to stop talking and moving.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">He lasted almost fifteen minutes. “So, what kind of man are you attracted to? Perhaps, I could suggest a few potential lovers.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">“How about one who has fewer conquests than fingers and toes? Or one that values honesty and fidelity over all else? Do you know any like that?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">From the thoughtful look on his face, he took this as an earnest question. “I’m afraid, Kitty, a man like that will be hard to find in Venice, especially this time of year.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">“Yes, Signore, really.” She placed her stub of charcoal on the easel’s tray and rolled the stiffness from her neck and shoulders. “That is all for today. I have another appointment.” It was a lie, but she felt the need to rest and the bed in the corner was tempting her tired body.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">It was a very tiring day as I spent the most of it being upset with the people around me. Sometimes it just feels like all of them are irresponsible and are born just to make your day bad. It was one of those days where I felt like it. So, I threw my bag at home, grabbed the keys of my <a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/images/indivine/campaigns/tatasafari1/mainbanner-2.jpg">Safari Storme</a> and left to go on a long journey all by myself.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I put in a pen drive with all my favorite songs, and the day started to get better as I left. Thankfully the roads were pretty empty today, I wonder why though, as it was a weekday. But then nothing could bother me, so I went on, with high speed, racing against myself and the time. It was like a drive of my life.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">And to say that it wasn't true would be the biggest lie of my life. Because I don't know how it happened or when it happened, or if it had always been the same but I just that I realized it then, everything was same, and yet everything was different.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I stopped my vehicle at once and got out. I saw my mom, right there, sitting in the verandah of a huge bungalow shouting at my brother for something he did. I was dumbstruck. What was going on? Firstly, my mother in a Bungalow? We live in a normal house, not too huge or too small, where did a Bungalow come from? And most importantly, she is scolding my brother? My MOTHER is scolding my BROTHER? That's impossible! Something is not right. I pinched myself and I winced at the pain it caused! I wasn't dreaming. So what was going on?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I moved a bit ahead to see a film star living right next to our so-called Bungalow. My jaw dropped! This definitely had to be a dream. I continued to move, and I was awestruck by everything I was seeing. This seemed like a different place, one that cannot exist, but yet it did, right in front of my eyes. It was all happening right there. But how?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was so busy fighting with my consciousness as to whether this is true or not, that I didn't notice a man standing right behind me. Suddenly, I felt a prick at the back of my head as if someone was watching me and I turned around to see, that I was indeed being watched. That man looked eerily calm, which kind of scared me, yet I asked him the first thing that came to my mind, "<i>What is this?</i>".</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"<i>This! This whole thing. This isn't real</i>."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was getting really tired of this whole thing by now. Yes, it was cool the first time I saw it, but few things tend to bore you real soon.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"<i>Look Mr, I don't know who you are, but I know this for sure, this is not the life that I live in. Look at everything here, it seems peaceful, like everyone just had a huge dose of happiness. And there are celebrities living right next door to my parents, and wait! What are my parents doing in a Bungalow. Last time I checked, we didn't have one. So, what is all this? Is it some kind of fantasy thing you are doing? Are you a magician?</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He smiled at me again, which pissed me off badly, but finally he spoke something useful, "<i>You think this is a fantasy? A fiction?</i>", he asked. I nodded, what else could it be? "<i>Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you my dear, but it certainly isn't any dream or fantasy. It is as real as it could be.</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He puts his hand on my shoulders, it was soothing, just like when a father calms down his daughter. I certainly felt calm. "<i>If you believe in it, it is real. If you don't believe in it, it isn't. It is as simple as that. Everyone you see here is real, everything that is happening here is real, and all of this", he points at everything, "is real. The only thing is that even though its all same, it is very different from the world YOU exist in.</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I think about what he just told me. As much as it makes sense, it doesn't. This man, who I don't even know, just told me that the place that I currently was in, was a parallel universe. 'Is that even possible?' I wonder.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"<i>So, everything we dream of being in our world, we just get to live it here?</i>" I asked, very curious. He chuckled at my question as if I was a kid who asked a silly question.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"<i>Yes and No. This world, isn't much different from yours. You live there, and you live here. Simultaneously. You die there, you die here. Its like you are in 2 different places at once. And in both the places you are living the life opposite to the other. Its a Parallel Universe</i>."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> "<i>So, if I am fighting with someone in my universe, then it means I am being friendly here with that person?</i>" He doesn't reply but starts to walk. I stand still at my place, my thoughts racing faster than my car could ever go. Finally, I come back down to earth, or whatever the place I was in and run to catch up with the man.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">"<i>Okay! I believe you, I believe this. But, can I ask you one thing? If all this is true, everything in here, then why haven't I seen myself yet? I am not from this universe, I belong in the other one, that means there should be a replica of me here, shouldn't it?</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He turned to look at me, his eyes glinting, as if he was waiting for me to ask this question. Without any further ado, he pointed to someone, "<i>That's you</i>", he said, and started pointing to all the other people there repeating the same thing, "<i>That's you, That's you, That's you.</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I felt like this could go on forever, so I cut him short, "<i>What do you mean? That is not me, THIS is me</i>", I pointed to myself. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He smiled and said, "<i>Yes, THIS is you, but so is that, and that and everyone else in here. You are the person who are talking to me now, and you are also that baby who is that lady's lap, and also that old man who is trying to walk without his walking stick, you are also that little girl who is crying over her broken toys, and also that teenage boy who is angry that his girlfriend left him. Every single person here is you, and You are the every single person here</i>."</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">He continued, "<i>Just like this parallel universe existing at one time, you are a parallel person, existing in many ways in just one time. You see, there is only ONE person in this whole world, and that is You. Everyone else here is just a part of you, they are living in a parallel life to you, in a parallel way and in a parallel world. At one place you are just being born, while at the same time in another place you are dying. Its all you. You don't die, its just a part of you which does. Once the journey of that part is over, it ceases to exist. So, if you are complaining about your best friend hurting you, it is in fact, you hurting yourself. So you see, its all you. Even me, I am a part of you, just living in a different world in a different way.</i>"</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I finally understood it all. There are no different people, its just one person and a million parts of him, living at once in a different style. The creator of the world, created just one form, making sure it lived again and again, never getting to die. And in that moment, I understood how the world worked.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Ultramintz, my first thought of it as I opened this beautifully designed box was that someone had sent me a box of Diamonds! To be truthfully, it was nothing less than it. Yes, you can't eat Diamonds, but you can eat Ultramintz, which is probably the best mint I've ever tasted till now.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It came packed so nicely, that at once I was impressed. I opened it in a hurry and found these little mints in the box. At first, I wondered why it was so small, but only when I put it in my mouth did I know that it was extremely effective even though it was small. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It works as soon as you put it in your mouth. Like a charm, at once, you get refreshed. The coolness and the chill spreads everywhere. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">When I told my brother that we had to review it, he wondered if its safe to try out a new product. But after one mint in his mouth, he didn't even bother about anything. It became a habit for everyone in the house to put a mint in their mouth before heading out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">It not only works as a mint, but as a refresher and a mouth fresher. It is just so tasty. It seriously is the next best thing to a chewing gum.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Its so tasty, and it leaves a lasting impression. The coolness and the sweetness stays in your mouth for a long time keeping you refreshed. It became a habit for everyone in my home to eat it whenever they were tired or needed to refresh themselves.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">The best part about it is that it gives the best results and is cost efficient. I didn't mind taking the whole box to college and sharing with my friends, because I knew there would be no fighting to eat it all at once, as one pellet was enough to refresh you for a long time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">In no time, it replaced our usual coffee and tea breaks. I wouldn't be shocked if it reached heights within no time. This product certainly deserves a high recognition, considering its so awesome.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />I would suggest it to everyone who wants to just get out of a stressed day. It really helps. I love to just pop this into my mouth whenever possible and keep myself refreshed the whole day.</span><br />
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<i>What can I say about my dad? He is
the most PERFECT person on this earth for me. The KING of the KINGS and for him
I'm his little princess. He is always there for me, through the Best and Worst
times of my life. Always by my side, Holding my hands and leading me. Never has
he once, forced me, but just followed me everywhere I went making sure I won't
slip. I can never thank him enough. </i></div>
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<i>Just love my Papa. </i></div>
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<b>2. My Brother
Vicky</b></div>
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<i>The person I love the most on this
earth is my Brother. Being 9 years older than me, he was always kind of a
second dad to me. A day doesn't go by where we fight, similarly a day doesn't
go by when we sit together and laugh for hours. Both being extremely naughty, I
have no idea how much we have troubled our poor mother. Pranksters we are. I
love him for being so protective of me. He is my role model and idol. I love
the way he lives life. </i></div>
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<i>Just love my Anna.</i></div>
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<i>Kamal is my
Brother from Another Mother, but no one who have met us till now has ever
agreed to it. Everyone thinks we are siblings itself, and well we kind of are
like that. Kamal is just like Vicky to me, the only difference is I can share
anything I can with this idiot. He is only 2 years older than me and
understands me extremely well. So yeah, if you want to know anything about me
you know whom to go to. He probably knows more about me than I do. He is the
only person in this world, who can make me LAUGH with tears in my eyes. </i></div>
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<i>Love you Kamal
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<i>Partha, aka my
bhai jaan is also my Brother from another mother. He is this sweet and cute guy
who always takes care of you and guides you. Me, him and Kamal form the 3
idiots gang. We are especially good at teasing others and fighting with each
other. My bhai jaan is an exceptional guy. He is extremely good at heart and
always caring about others. His way and his method always pleases me. Moreover,
he loves animals and has made his home a LIVING ZOO. His rabbits are probably
the cutest one on this planet. He takes care of them as if they are his own
kids. He will be an awesome parent. The best thing about him is, He always
tells me, "Poo, you come over to my place, I will keep you in a showcase,
will feed you, will look after you and take care of you. Will do whatever you
want, just come na". Hehe! Sweetheart my bhai jaan is. Loves me a lot.</i></div>
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<i>Hiteish! Aah! Where to start. This man has inspired me in so many ways that if I start to explain now I'll probably not stop talking for a few days. He is one of the most awesome person I've ever met and his sweetness, friendliness and charming bubbly nature makes sure everyone loves him. He is one of my best friends and I am glad to be he is friend because is one awesome person.</i></div>
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say about Krishna? He is the first friend I've
ever had in Boys and he is my bestest friend ever. Everyone calls us Tom and
Jerry. Why you ask? Because 24*7 we keep fighting, but still we can't be
without each other. He is a sweet guy and extremely good, Just like me(heheh)
hence we REPEL each other. You know, Like Poles repel.. Magnet theory?? Anyway,
we fight so much that one would think that if we come in front of each other we
will pull each other hairs out, but the fact is that, if we do go in front of
each other, we both will sit down and start talking. Hehe! Crazy we are. But
still, he is the only person I can talk anything with and for him also its the
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best friend. Aka my Choco. He is this extremely sweet guy who loves teasing
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words. I just love how when we are together, I always have great moments. Time
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<i>Vikranth aka VIK
aka Every Girl's dream boy, is my dearest Jeeju. He is the Choco Boy for so
many people. This guy, I tell you, is handsome and sweet and extremely nice.
Almost every girl is behind him. Thats why I decided that he'll be my Jeeju and
whomever "HE LIKES" will be my sister. My jeeju is really sweet you
see, even though so many girls are behind him he Loves only me. I'm his jaanu
saali. His little kid. He loves me a lot and takes care of me as if I'm his
kid. He looks after me like a Father, takes care of me like a mother, fights
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a lot and when I say I don't want to talk to me, he starts a server and comes
to me saying, Wanna Play? And I'm like YEAH PLEASE! Hehe. Its awesome to play
with him. At first I was really bad, then he trained me up. Just love playing
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They taught me to live my life, to stand up on my own legs, to learn to not care about people who doesn't care about you, to stand up for my rights, to enjoy and cherish the little time that we get on earth. On this day, I want to thank you all, for being there for me. For standing up to me. To be there when no one else was, and someone making me the person I am today. I would never have forgotten all those hardships if not for you people in my life.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I don't know if we will ever meet again or not, but take this post as a Thank You from my side and the rest of the people that were present that day when you stood up for what you believed in.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It was just another random day for me, waiting in the bus stop, getting on the bus and going to college. So was it for many other people. We were all accustomed to this daily schedule. One other thing that was included in it was the girls being harassed. It was now known that no matter what you did, as you stood in the crowd guys would try to touch your waist and such. Not knowing how to stop that, all girls were used to it and just ignored it all when someone touched them.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But you didn't know all that, did you? You seemed pretty new there because I had never seen you in that bus stop before. No one bothered to look at you as you walked past all them because everyone was busy in their own world, but none of us knew at that point that you'll make sure we think about you all the time.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">When that guy touched the waist of the girl next to you, and you saw it, little did we know that you would catch hold of him and drag him right out so that he could face everyone. Little did we know, that you would speak out what he did, making him feel ashamed and get some scoldings from everyone. Little did we know, that you would put some sense into him by talking rather than going the hard way. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We were all surprised that day, because we had all been through this for more than a year and no one had bothered to step up to it. But that day when you stood there in the middle of the road telling all the girls not to tolerate such things, I think we all learned our lesson. And so did the guys, when you asked them not to behave so cheap just because they can't control themselves. It was mesmerizing how you told them that women are not toys and instead someone who makes all our lives easy and simple. About how women should be respected and treated properly. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Thank you for that day, oh stranger. Because since then all these things have gone low. And even if someone tries to do it, we all have learned to stand up against them. I can't thank you enough because by standing up for us, you taught us to stand up for ourselves. You showed us that we don't always need guys in our lives to protect us. We are totally capable of taking care of ourselves. </span> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I wish you well, oh stranger! You truly are a soldier, a Hero for you changed all our lives.</span></span></span></div>
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When <a href="http://www.blogadda.com/">BlogAdda </a>came out with this topic I wondered what to write, I mean I have never been in a position where I needed someone to stand up for me. If anything, I usually stand up for myself. So, I got to thinking, and after thinking for a long time I finally understood what this topic was about and what I had to write.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I don't need a situation to figure out who will stand up for me if I ever need help. I know for sure who will always be my side, no matter what. My brother! He will not only stand beside me all the time, but up to me whenever in need.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I remember the games we used to play when we were little. At that time Super Heroes Cartoons were at a large and we always used to act like we had super powers and we were some of the super heroes.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">It used to be something like, I would be captured by an evil Villain who plans to threaten my family with it, but my brother who had super powers would try to save me. He would jump over the volcanoes (Sofa sets in the living room) and destroy the minions of the Villains and then the Villain himself (Pillows). After that, he used to take me back home making sure no one would dare to hurt me again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And I wonder now, wouldn't he really do it if I needed his help? He obviously would. Because I am his little sweetheart and he won't let anyone hurt me. He would stand up for me no matter who he has to face. I can say that without any doubt in my mind. </span><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">At that time he pretended to be a superhero, but I guess he always remained a Super Hero to me, superpowers or not!</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am pretty sure that my Brother will not only stand up to me, but any girl for that matter if she needs a help, because he is such a gentleman. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Its true that a girl doesn't necessarily require someone to stand up for her. But neither will all guys stand up to a girl. Only few do. And those few deserved to be called as HEROES!</span><br />
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Princess Poohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07904195993620629234noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5841548880710177932.post-2958945823071615822013-03-10T21:13:00.001+05:302013-03-10T21:13:38.606+05:30The Light of Darkness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Wanting to forget everything,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I roamed around without fear.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">But the sadness wasn't going to leave me,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And I felt my eyes fill with tear. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I hushed them right away,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And tried to give a smile.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">But little did I know that,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Its been a long while.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">He was my happiness,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">My love and my desire.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">But now he's gone away,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And left me burning like fire.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Do you see me now?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Are you happy that I'm hurt?</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">I have no one to share this pain with,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">No friend to let it blurt.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">And tell me everything will be fine.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Because you are not a stranger,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Because you are all I need.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Come back and wipe this tears,</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Which from my eyes bleed.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Book Name: RIP</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Author: Mukul Deva.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Cost: Rs.200</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Rating: </span>4/5.<br />
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<u><b>Plot</b></u>: </div>
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R.I.P. The Resurgent Indian Patriots. Self- appointed guardians of a
nation seething with anger at the endless scams and scandals rocking its
very foundation. Vigilantes who vow to stop corrupt politicians and
colluding civil servants. Even if it means killing them. <br />
Colonel Krishna Athawale and his team of Special Forces officers rally
to protect the country from the enemy within. They call themselves the
K-Team. And no one is safe from their deadly intent. <br />
Hellbent on stopping them is Raghav Bhagat, rogue para commando, gun for hire and Krishnas bete noir. <br />
Caught in the crossfire is Vinod Bedi, Special Director CBI. Reena
Bhagat, a glamorous news anchor, embittered by her husbands betrayal.
And two young boys, Sachin and Azaan, torn apart by the loss of a
parent. <br />
It doesn't get bigger. </div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">An alumnus of La Martiniere College, Lucknow, the National Defence
Academy, Pune and the Indian Military Academy, Dehradun, Mukul Deva was
commissioned in December 1981 into the Sikh Light Infantry of the Indian
Army. He took early retirement from the army after fifteen years of
service, including a decade of combat operations in India and overseas.
Now settled in Singapore, he is an entrepreneur, motivational speaker
and an executive, business and creativity coach. He is also a Mentor on
the United Nations Institute of Training and Research Afghanistan
Fellowship. He is Indias leading writer of military thrillers,
includeing the bestselling Lashkar series.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Th<span style="font-size: small;">is book had my interested capt<span style="font-size: small;">ured <span style="font-size: small;">from the time I read the <span style="font-size: small;">plot. <span style="font-size: small;">W<span style="font-size: small;">hat with the <span style="font-size: small;">incidents going on i<span style="font-size: small;">n our nation <span style="font-size: small;">now, this book seems perfectly in <span style="font-size: small;">time according to our situation. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Just the thought of having a clean country with a good stable
government, though at the cost of the lives of the corrupt was so very
welcome. Makes you wish something like this really happened in our
country. <span style="font-size: small;">Makes everyone wish that C</span>olonel Krishna Athawale was real. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">The s<span style="font-size: small;">tory is mainly based on the story of a K-Team who are named so because all their names start from K<span style="font-size: small;">, like </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Krishna Athawale, Majors Karan Singh, Kevin David, Kashif Nadeem, Kamlesh Saikia & Kulwant Singh. T<span style="font-size: small;">hey have a certain task to be <span style="font-size: small;">done and do it without any troubles <span style="font-size: small;">all over the country. O<span style="font-size: small;">nce their name got to<span style="font-size: small;"> be known, government appoints many teams to t<span style="font-size: small;">rack them <span style="font-size: small;">down and kill them. A<span style="font-size: small;">nd in this cro<span style="font-size: small;">ss fire b<span style="font-size: small;">etween <span style="font-size: small;">the government and the k-team ma<span style="font-size: small;">ny in<span style="font-size: small;">nocent people that is the civilians and <span style="font-size: small;">the family members of <span style="font-size: small;">the k-team gets killed. <span style="font-size: small;">What happens next? What exactly is the K-Team? To <span style="font-size: small;">know al<span style="font-size: small;">l of this you have to read the book.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">I really love<span style="font-size: small;">d the book, <span style="font-size: small;">especially <span style="font-size: small;">the plot was <span style="font-size: small;">one of the best I had read in a long time. <span style="font-size: small;">The book had <span style="font-size: small;">me hooked to it from the beginning to the end. There isn't a single part where one can say it goes boring or any<span style="font-size: small;"> other crude comment, its<span style="font-size: small;"> a perfectly wr<span style="font-size: small;">itten suspense novel<span style="font-size: small;">.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Aut<span style="font-size: small;">hor ha<span style="font-size: small;">s done a really good job, and his words and his style is really amazing as well. I love<span style="font-size: small;">d <span style="font-size: small;">his way with the words, and <span style="font-size: small;">am ready to go p<span style="font-size: small;">ick up other books of h<span style="font-size: small;">is. I surely suggest<span style="font-size: small;"> all the book lovers to take <span style="font-size: small;">up this <span style="font-size: small;">book.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> Indiblogger meet with HP & Harper Collins, this was my second Indimeet and I was extremely excited for this as even my parents had given me permission for this. So Sunday morning, I woke up early, which is a big thing. The meet was scheduled at 1:30 so I left my home at 12, and I reached the venue by 1:20. I had to ask too many people to reach the destination because this part of Bangalore was new to me, even though I was born here. Finally it was my call to Renie which rescued me and got me to the right place.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As soon as I reached, I was welcomed by Vineet who was really sweet, as he remembered my name. I also saw Siddesh ji and talked to him. I was informed that it would take another few minutes and that I had to wait down, I went to see that no one I knew was there. I picked up my phone and called up Vinay(leo), who was supposed to be here with Suresh Ji and Karthik Jhi(The Fool) and I find that they were lost. I couldn't help laughing because they were the ones who had told Me and Nimisha that they'll rescue us if we got lost, and they themselves were lost. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We all went in and got seated, and the meet finally began. It started with the sound of Guitar, and then a voice joined in, and everyone was up clapping for them in tune to the song.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After this the mic was seized by Anoop, our sweet host for the event and then it was 30seconds of fame. This time along with our introduction we had to mimic someone, I was thinking about a line of Hermione's but then we were told that as time was less, they will give chance to another 5people only and I put my hand up, excited to introduce myself. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Me and Tanmayee were asked to introduce together, but as it wasn't possible we did one by one. All I had to say was, "Hello, I'm Pooja Pradeep also known as Princess Poo", to win myself an 8GB Pen Drive from HP. I was really happy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">All the while people were tweeting everything possible, and so was I. It was fun. As I didn't have a good net connection, I asked for other's cell every-time I had to put up a tweet.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Next we were all given a cardboard sheet which had a BarCode on it, which when scanned revealed 'a bit' of a sentence. We were told that sentences were split into 3 parts, and all the sentences were put up on the screen, we had to find people who had our other parts. It was fun. While everyone moved around, I just climbed on my chair and waited for someone to spot me, unfortunately it was spotted only by the camera man, who took a picture of it. I'm not going to put that here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Anyway, the first 5 group to get their whole sentence got prizes, while the rest of us satisfied ourselves with the fun we had. The best of it all was that, during the beginning when Anoop had asked us all to shuffle and move around, our group simply moved from one table to another. No matter what, we weren't ready to let go off the fun we have when we are together, and we did have loads of it. Teasing Nabanita Di for everything, laughing at every silly thing, passing comments, chit-chatting, and not to forget the lil sweetheart at our table who kept us all amused by his cuteness and also by the loads of chocolates he managed to get to our table.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Next was Miming, we had to make a group of 15 and we had to select one captain and a group name. We had the quickly done, and then we were given a piece of sheet which contained a movie name. We had to enact it out for the others to guess. We had got Adventures of Robin Hood, and at once everyone got busy discussing, and actually laughing at everything again. Finally it was decided that Gyan Ban ji would be Robin Hood, Suresh ji and Karthik Ji would be the rich people and everyone else poor ones. I was asked to dance in front of them, but in the last I decided not to, because I didn't want to. Haha! So yeah, we did it and it was easily guessed. The person who guessed got a pen drive. It was really fun.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Then the best 2 teams got prizes, as well as the worst team. Unfortunately we qualified for neither, so we just got back to what we do the best, teasing and laughing. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Then it was time for the HP person to make himself heard. He came over and talked about how everyone should buy Original Cartridges and not the fake ones just because they are cheap because no matter what Quality matters a lot, and now even their prices are not so high. So its worthy getting an original piece than buying some cheap quality model. Well, I told that and not him. He also spoke about how it is like Plagiarism and that's why we should avoid it, I totally agree with him, especially after the goodies I got, I have to because they are just wonderful. No copied ones can give such perfectness and smooth working. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After this it was snack time, and also photo shoot, where we had to take a picture and the best one which gets selected would win a prize. Our whole gang went in and were discussing as to what picture had to be taken, Siddesh ji suggested that we all do Ravan pose and we went with it. It was really funny taking that picture, we had fun with that too. Obviously, right?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"> The snack time was fun too, as we got to move around and talk to everyone. And not to forget the yummy food. The tasty sandwiches, the nom nom veg rolls, the tastiest samosa, and the yummiest Jamoon ever. It was like Heaven in mouth. After we got our stomachs filled to the brim, we moved back in.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Now, the host was Siddesh ji and he pulled up 5 people to the front, one of them being a little boy of 10, who was actually the most enthusiastic of all. And he went around the crowd asking them to suggest some questions. 7 questions were taken up and those 5 were asked to choose one and give an answer to it. Everyone gave a nice and a realistic answer, but the best one was the answer given by the 10year old guy who had selected the question, "What if Ravan had won instead of Ram?". His way of thinking just intrigued me and I was astonished by this person. Hats off to you man!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">All the 5 of them got a mug for their words, and the rest questions were passed on to the others, one of them being, "Why this kolaveri Di?", The best answer for this was when someone spoke something related to his wife, can't exactly remember it, but trust me on it, it was an awesome answer! And so he took home a HP Inkjet printer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Next it was just prize distribution, and prizes were given away for Best Tweet, Best Photo and such. All those people who had tweeted about what their mom or dad had scolded them got a HP STEREO HEADSET each, and I was one of them. Yes, I'm lucky.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">After this, we all came together for a group photo, and finally collected our Indishirts and left for home. All the way back home, Me and Vinay were talking about how we are really glad we didn't miss this meet. I mean, we had so much fun and got loads of goodies to take home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I even enjoyed the part where the HP Guy spoke, because for the first time someone actually made some sense. And guys, do buy original HP cartridges, I'm not just saying this, I have a reason, and that is, I love my Pen Drive and Stereo Headset. Especially the Stereo headset which I've been showing off to everyone to who would look. Its just so beautiful and even the way it works, its just awesome.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I was a little sad I couldn't take home the printers, but well, I wouldn't have been able to take it in a bus anyway, so its all for good. I'll probably get it home delivered for being a good little girl as I took out my time for writing this. *Fingers Crossed* okay?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Well, that's that. It was an awesome meet and I really thank Indiblogger, HP and Harper Collins people for giving us a wonderful Sunday afternoon. Thank you so much. We hope you'd come back soon, cause we are seriously waiting for another meet.</span></div>
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