<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430</id><updated>2011-12-07T12:27:20.203+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Ramblings of My Soul!</title><subtitle type='html'>"And so i grew from colt to stallion... As wild and reckless as thunder over the land, racing with the eagles, soaring with the wind! Flying... there were times I believed I could!!" - Spirit</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7120511294835718627</id><published>2010-04-26T09:09:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:14:13.129+05:30</updated><title type='text'>swan song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she tried to come back here... but the soul isn't as chatty anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she leaves you with this and wishes you do all you can to make that one dream come true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt65pdqiNwg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mt65pdqiNwg&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;phir milenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/9BokeZ"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;find her here on facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7120511294835718627?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7120511294835718627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7120511294835718627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7120511294835718627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7120511294835718627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/04/swan-song.html' title='swan song'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3130616779432921941</id><published>2010-02-27T09:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-28T04:32:42.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'>chutti!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a beautiful sense of ease engulfs her each time she sets out to travel.. though off late she's realized she's become super comfortable in the 1 hall kitchen she happily calls home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she's on her way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kolkata&lt;/span&gt;... a wedding, a tattoo, friends and some wine! so it's a lot of reasons to celebrate!! (anyone wants to tell her what to do and where to go in call is most welcome!! she can do with all the travel advice!) Speaking of travel advice.. a newly married friend who's moved to Cal says "get yourself a tube of mosquito &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;repellent&lt;/span&gt;... the damn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BUGgers&lt;/span&gt; are everywhere!!" ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's nice to have even the mere trace of a family around you (for short spurts in time) and this is a full blown big fat Bengali wedding! What's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;punju&lt;/span&gt; babe (yes - purely self proclaimed) doing at a Bengali wedding..? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Punju&lt;/span&gt; babe's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bua&lt;/span&gt; married into a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bengali&lt;/span&gt; family.. so in the interest of national integration this part of the family is Bengali!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bhai's&lt;/span&gt; back from Dubai and it's a joy to have him back... it just feels more comforting... as friends have started to move out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Namma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aamchi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; it's getting quiet... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Bhai&lt;/span&gt; is great company and great entertainment... needless to say he loves to pamper her! ;) And so he is duly woken up at 6:30 AM.. not allowed brush and told to sit beside her as she tries to catch the airport bus in her trusted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jonga&lt;/span&gt;! Mad dash... bus has just left the bus stop closest to home... we see it turning away from the next one and then they finally overtake it and stop it! don't kill her for it but she wants to say "life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;laddoo&lt;/span&gt;" :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her lifetime itch has been the excess baggage - not per what the airline allows... she's luckily kept "just" below that all her life except for a couple occasions...! But be it 2 days or 10... it continues to be an overstuffed backpack and a laptop bag bursting at the seams with stuff she couldn't fit in the backpack!! People - serious tips on travelling light needed... please do remember that she is a Virgo! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apart from the tumults of travel it's been a good week... she's learning to ignore work.. (to the extent that she's on leave during a client visit!)... she's also become fairly more impulsive! (to think that age would mellow... not likely!) A Monday night at Java city for good coffee and chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lasagna&lt;/span&gt;... a Thursday night with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;bhai&lt;/span&gt; at the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Tunday&lt;/span&gt; Kebab's place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Koramangala&lt;/span&gt;! She was wrapping up work as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bhai&lt;/span&gt; came over and then it was an experiment in apple vodka and litchi juice... (they vowed never to play around with the sanctity of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;litchi&lt;/span&gt; juice by mixing it with flavored vodka ever again!) Well they land up at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Tunday&lt;/span&gt; Kebab place at 10... the choices are no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;brainers&lt;/span&gt;.. the only mistake is the mutton korma which tastes like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;chyavanprash&lt;/span&gt; (but tends to grow on you after 2 bites) - and they are well fed on scrumptious food and out by 10:25!! now THAT ladies and gentlemen is FAST food!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so such are the joys of a beautiful life... compounded by this conversation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Roomie&lt;/span&gt; from hostel:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt;.. u will turn i guess 26 this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;atleast&lt;/span&gt; start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; marriage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly:&lt;/b&gt; i have turned 26 last year sweetheart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Roomie&lt;/span&gt; from hostel:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;ohhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly:&lt;/b&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; totally enjoying this... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; i was out of office early to pack and stuff - last min shopping.. and a guy walks up to m and asks - "do u stay in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;jnc&lt;/span&gt; hostel?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;jnc&lt;/span&gt; is a graduation college!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Roomie&lt;/span&gt; from hostel: &lt;/b&gt;ha ha ha... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yours Truly:&lt;/b&gt; and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;shekhar&lt;/span&gt; for some vague reason thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just 21!!! (grinned and blushed for a second time! :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;u've&lt;/span&gt; also set me back by a year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:) i like this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3130616779432921941?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3130616779432921941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3130616779432921941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3130616779432921941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3130616779432921941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/02/chutti.html' title='chutti!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3732674729686135848</id><published>2010-02-18T20:23:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:56:16.102+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brahmaz Mistake... Really!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A long and peaceful friday of lazing around in bed and waking up only to eat had plans of culminating in a nice peaceful dinner with friends (and that too without the liquids known to make it a terror-ible saturday morning!) It was nothing more than what Dire Strait puts as..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Stepping out Angellucci's for my coffee beans&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;checking out the movies and magazines.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apart from one tiny thing.. Granpa had to be dropped to the bus stop since he was on his way to Chennai for a jamming session with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=302358873200&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;Brahmaz Mistake (who were readying to perform Live in namma Bengaluru at Kyra this coming weekend!) &lt;/a&gt;Whose to know whether it was the joy of a huge bowl of spinach meatball soup or the satisfaction brought forth by the chocolate shake that triggered her to insanely suggest... that lets all go. Two pounced at the idea and the one remaining was given no choice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After making use of the washroom services provided by the cafe the next stop was a petrol pump to tank up on the gas and reserve on the petrol... And well... with one man and his backpack off went the four of them! The other three mentally resigned to using their fingers as a brush the next morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Take off: 10:30 PM. The joys of the elevated highway experienced as various forms of rock played on the car stereo and lo and behold they were on the Chennai highway! Yes 'when we remember we are all mad, life stands explained!' A couple of calls were made to "to be harassed hosts" with them being warned that we will touchdown by 3/4 AM to their beautiful newly wed abode! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Stops for loading up on peppermint and water and pee-ing later as conversation started to mellow (the excitement still soared) and yours truly at the wheel dodging trucks and buses as her jonga responded with wonderful ease.. the music changed to bollywood item numbers! They are after all the very sing-along-keep-you-awake numbers perfectly suited for the dance into the night! From '&lt;i&gt;Mai disco.. Tu disco.. Duniya hai ek Disco... Disco 82!'&lt;/i&gt; to 'A remix of &lt;i&gt;Ishq tera tadpave'&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;i&gt;'No one so saaxy in the whole galaaxy'&lt;/i&gt; to '&lt;i&gt;Laila o Laila&lt;/i&gt;' they sung along to it all! Well the three of them sung along while Bhai's avid protests were turned a deaf ear to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... in the neighbourhood of 3 AM they begin the house hunting for the beautiful home of the newly wed couple also playing host to the bride's parents (but were given no choice except to provide us shelter for the night ;) )A couple of roundabouts in jalebi town and we were where we wanted to be with full confidence exhibited by the lady navigator!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Halla Bol! ;) We tried to be as quiet as possible... as she made herself comfortable on a gadda in the living room she looked at the couple and mentioned "you guys should sleep" and pat came the reply "abey mere gadde pe baith ke bolti hai so jao!" ~ sheepish grin ~ Extra gaddas were found and the living room turned into a dorm as these 4 madhatters and the lovely couple snoozed into the night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whose to know when the world around woke up! She woke up when she heard her name being mentioned in pun to another newly wed couple who obviously had the decency to arrive to another fellow couple's house at a more earthly hour of say 8 / 9 AM (it's tough to be sure with the beautiful stupor of a back straightening sleep which is most welcome after a long drive!). The smells of exquisite hot coffee, the luck of cold Chennai whether and the satisfaction of a yummy warm home cooked breakfast! Kudos to the hospitality at such short notice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well.. it goes on to become the story of borrowed t-shirts, face washes, combs and kajals to make themselves presentable for the rest of the day! Ah yes... the plan was to drive back the same afternoon... but as the powers that be spun the web the plan became to jam along and leave on Sunday afternoon (which needless to say stretched to evening) ;) Again the protests of a pretty protesting bhai fell on deaf ears and he was silenced into a nodding agreement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile she was patting herself on the back for accomplishing this night driving feat (the first of its kind undertaken by her.. she's always had a qualified co driver to take over as needed on other occasions!) So well.. she takes a bow! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;De Mello's studio beckoned and the sound of muzik was soul stirring.. a practice cum jamming session is always fun and this one even more so as the protesting bhai discovered his talent for being a 'drumductor' (akin to an orchestra conductor but with instructions being actioned out only to the drummer who had a penchant for forgetting Audioslave's Be Yourself!). As the drummer's bro decided to sit at the drums all heads turned and a conversative silence fell over the studio! His 'sound check' like drum roll matched beautifully by the Lead Guitarist was mesmerizing! Echoes of 'isko baadme layenge drums pe nahi to expectation high ho jayega' reverberated alongwith the applause! Good? He was brilliant!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Bass Guitarist and his beautiful professional photographer of a wife lugged around the laptops and the camera equipment to make the band look good on a poster! The moment was achieved outside a Yamaha store on it's 'perfect' steps with minor experiments in light! All this post lunch and post another session at jamming just before dinner beckoned! (yeah they're a lot who likes to eat so the penchant for food is shared apart from it being just the muzik!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night found the four runaways at the Lead Guitarist's abode whose lovely mum made it home for all of them! The girls were given a comfortable change of clothes and our poor guitarist went "aila! teen teen mummy" as he saw them in mommy dearest's clothes! Another restful night and a yummy breakfast of parathas, aloo, apples and awwwsum chai later they were on their way to the studio. Oh yes.. they managed to have a bath this morning however the clothes continue to be the same and the brush was still their precious index fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"I am a man who walks alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And when I'm walking a dark road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;At night or strolling through the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;When the light begins to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I sometimes feel a little strange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A little anxious when it's dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Fear of the dark,fear of the dark"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;deserves special mention for it almost cost our vocalist his voice! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A takeaway lunch of kathi rolls and delightful milkshakes found them as they practised! This she figures inspired Bhai who decided to fiddle with the guitar, the drummer (yeah the awwsum one) and the lead guitarist to take on the avatar of the vocalist as they belted out something totally amazing however unknown even to them! They hope someone's deciphered the lyrics with the recording that was made! ;) Ladies and Gentlemen... ~ Applause! ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With this and with the sounds of blackest eyes, imagine and fear of the dark in her head it was time to drop one newly wed to the station for them to make it back to hyd and for them to tank up on gas again and head to... "Sweet Home Alabama".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots of hugs and "cya next weekend" later they were sad to say but they were on their way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus began a frantic search for Red Bull! Several petrol pumps and tiny stores later just as they hit the highway awaiting them was a CCD! Screeching off it and stopping right behind an innova their moment of eureka had been achieved. A flask was dug out from the car boot which limitedly keeps coffee warm.. 4 energy drinks and a flask full of coffee alongwith 2 boxfulls of mint and they were set for take off! Little did they realize that there's little that replaces a red bull.. and not the least of it is something called a "Cloud 9" whose taste went from being described as rose water to rotten grape juice to water mixed with gulal! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The drive back was peaceful with a large number of stops to pee providing sufficient opportunity to stare at the starry sky above, breathe in fresh air, and spray on water into tired eyes! The music continued to be variants of rock this time around! :D ~ small mercies ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cheers to a whirlwind surprise weekend with na rehne ka thikana, na khane peene ka thikana!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You may say I'm a dreamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But I'm not the only one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope someday you'll join us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And the world will live as one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;- John Lennon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: Hope to see you at Kyra on Sunday where &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=302358873200&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brahmaz Mistake is performing Live&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3732674729686135848?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3732674729686135848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3732674729686135848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3732674729686135848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3732674729686135848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/02/brahmaz-mistake-really.html' title='Brahmaz Mistake... Really!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8103706623889916783</id><published>2010-02-07T21:07:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:27:25.667+05:30</updated><title type='text'>drops of jupiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's weirdly fun to drive to office at an unearthly hour of 7 AM on a saturday morning... but it's strangely pacifying that she enjoyed it coz that's what the next 4 days are like! it's a quiescence that fills her heart as she races through whatever few cars decide to be around at that time... and magically songs to stir her up also found their way on the car stereo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the weekend has been luck since she's been able to come back by noon and crash! her body stirs sometime in the evening and an alarming look at the clock says 'hey get up and have a bath! u have a movie to catch!' lucky for her Granpa also decides to be a 'bit' late and well off they go to Lido Mall to catch Ishqiya... halfway there Granpa asks "but where are we going?" and after a moment of profound silence as the traffic scene is patently intercepted she lets out a loud and overwhelming "oh shit!"... They were headed in the udderly opposite direction of another theatre and well... luckily a couple of u-turns could salvage the situation!! That said she had botched up earlier in the AM by paying 700 bucks for tickets that come at 440 - thankfully to later realize that she had paid for the popcorn, coke combo and by some twist of luck that for a change worked in her favour she had saved 61 bucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is where it had started to become 'that kind of day!' ;) So after conversation over cardamom tea they made their way into the theatre... enjoyed the movie.. saw it till the closing credits (for after all 700 bucks had to be vasoolofied!) and then decided to meet a long lost buddy on MG Road! They hit the new soup bar at Spencers "Au Bon Pain" and had a delightful experience with the varieties of soups, sandwiches and deserts! You should go - you will come back changed at the foodie experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of food she had tried an experiment in her kitchen which strangely (yes you could say it was a fairly strange weekend) was nice! It was a lil beet of jeera, sautéed with some palak leaves, variously colored capsicum and sprouts - mixed in with leftover rice - seasoned with soya sauce, chilli sauce, mustard sauce and an egg cracked in! Voila - Salad ala Fried Rice! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes food has always offered her complacence and her girth does speak for it! ;) But she figures a few healthy choices (as she has now consciously started making) can keep her safe! So on a slow sunday afternoon as she OD'd on veggie shopping and made her way back home she knew something in her heart... she will leave you with two sets of lyrics to tell you the story and continue to smile mysteriously with a twinkle in her eye (she's found her twinkle after a long time.. and plans to celebrate it with chocolate pastry - a li'l chocolate here and there she maintains is still healthy! ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If the question is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I got wiring loose inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got books that I never ever read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got secrets in my garden shed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got a scar where all my urges bled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got people underneath my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I got a place where all my dreams are dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Swim with me into your blackest eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Porcupine Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it was only natural for the answer to be laden with her favourite character of the english language... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One without a permanent scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then you missed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While you were looking for yourself out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now that she's back from that soul vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tracing her way through the constellation, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She checks out Mozart while she does Tae-Bo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did you finally get the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To dance along the light of day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And head back to the Milky Way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And tell me, did Venus blow your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Was it everything you wanted to find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And then you missed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While you were looking for yourself out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you imagine no first dance, freeze-dried romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Five-hour phone conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The best soy latte that you ever had, and me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did you finally get the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To dance along the light of day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And head back toward the Milky Way?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Drops of Jupiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8103706623889916783?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8103706623889916783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8103706623889916783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8103706623889916783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8103706623889916783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/02/drops-of-jupiter.html' title='drops of jupiter'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7871383745829787128</id><published>2010-01-30T21:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-30T21:11:37.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'>placid waters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's been a couple weeks... the great Bar has visited and passed back into his hibernation! it was a nice roller coaster of drinking and eating the 5 odd days he decided to make his presence felt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granpa's getting old and your truly is getting fat.. so we can use someone tall to change the scenery for us! ;) A trip to outside of town to quietly sit by a lake.. to talk n talk n talk and then to create noise pollution by blaring music on the car stereo while clicking away on the camera! the poses (and the posers) are all amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coffee.. tea and a few conversations.. her propensity to talk over the phone has increased by leaps and bounds.. she's kinda dreading her phone bill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The 'parents' have begun finding 'the eligible bachelors' and she has half a feeling that more than 70% of them will have their cars toilet papered! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The most dreaded time in a working year aka the performance rating decided to go well and the boss tells her to stop working! ;) Lord may help if she decides to take him literally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The fridge was stocked up with fruits and veggies and she plans to go the ghaas phoos way (whatever happened to saving chickens and eating vegetarians!) for Feb! May the force be with her!! (she blames it on the insanity of a passing moment!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ that's all folks! looking forward to a new tattoo sometime in march! it's gotten too real to be ignored! (which reminds me.. i have to think up one 'more' for theadventuresofatraveller!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(it's too settled to be the start of a year - she needs to stir things up!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7871383745829787128?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7871383745829787128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7871383745829787128&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7871383745829787128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7871383745829787128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/01/placid-waters.html' title='placid waters'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8298937914858605569</id><published>2010-01-16T19:50:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:30:54.156+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Makar Sankranti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the day dawned.. bright with promise! she had a work call to wrap up... ~ugh! However she had done the beautiful deed of setting up an out of office.. and declining her evening meetings by categorically telling people she was going to watch a play and hence won't be available!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;post work call she had a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loooong&lt;/span&gt; conversation which led to a dumb smile on her face for the day... and then well... it's a holiday.. it's peaceful.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;snoooooooze&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she wakes up to hunger and the need to check some mail but not the wish to c(r)&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ook&lt;/span&gt;! and so that's what she does... picks up her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' faithful (which happens to be her trusted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thinkpad&lt;/span&gt;).. freshens up into a vague gypsy skirt (of course the t-shirt as well! :P) and sets out to a quiet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; cafe to occupy the corner seat in it's balcony!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's a fuzzy evening... a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cappuccino&lt;/span&gt; with a whiff of cinnamon and then some smoked chicken can only make you smile some more as old old buddies catch up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gtalk&lt;/span&gt; while she discovers her need to write! a while later it's time for the play... and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;granpa&lt;/span&gt; aka Mite makes his grand entrance to pick her up.. confirms that his booking has been made for the play (where someone says if you booked it it's there! ask at the counter once you get there!... fair enough!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she drives through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;namma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bengaluru's&lt;/span&gt; holiday evening traffic and they make it in the nick of time.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;granpa&lt;/span&gt; steps to the counter where he is rudely told "hey! this is what they gave us and this is what we have.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; not on it!" Furious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gramps&lt;/span&gt; tries to call the ticket lady and gets no response... even more furious he messages the ticket lady to say "u dint book us n we r here!". The place luckily has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; cafe where they serve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;chai&lt;/span&gt; to peace out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;grampy&lt;/span&gt;...! Halfway through a cuppa he gets a call from ticket lady... post staring at the ringing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;monstrosity&lt;/span&gt; for a few seconds he figures it's a good idea to take the call... and so he does. ~ahem! only to be made to realize that... "sir.. your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; said 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and not 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; booked for the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;". Lo and behold follows a litany of apologies from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;granpa&lt;/span&gt; who feels terrible about ticking off a lady for no fault of hers! (he's cute that ways!)... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;.. two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl.... amends are made as friends are called to figure options.. it's zeroed down to a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;italian&lt;/span&gt; takeaway place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Jayanagar&lt;/span&gt; called "&lt;a href="http://www.veekesandthomas.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Veeke's&lt;/span&gt; and Thomas&lt;/a&gt;" and then a romantic comedy! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;granpa&lt;/span&gt; got lucky she decided to pick something else instead.. ;) ). So there we were at V&amp;amp;T surrounded in it's comfortable &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt; of white cane and warm people with a delectable menu at our disposal! Seating space is enough if u;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; ordered and are waiting with 2 tables to serve that purpose... and the music is soft and classical rock at a very conversational volume! After figuring 3 types of pasta's (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;halfs&lt;/span&gt; - yes they have half portions too.. variety really is the spice of a pleasant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;bengaluru&lt;/span&gt; evening) and 1 shepherd's pie their heart is taken my the 'mango cheese cake'! This much for 250 bucks! Yes - pause and stare! Some of the yummiest Italian food at this price.. in recyclable packaging! 'Italian Street Food!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... they carry their food (devoid of plastic packaging) and drive off to pick up the 'romantic comedy!'  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Flipping&lt;/span&gt; through the pages &lt;a href="http://www.familiarstrangersmovie.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; catches both their eyes... 'Dogs. Donkeys. Denial. There's no place like home!' and well that's what it becomes! (yes.. the slow romance of the evening has gotten to her as she picks up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;stereo's&lt;/span&gt; remote instead of her cell phone while getting out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;jonga&lt;/span&gt;!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The setup is complete... the forks are laid.. the bottle of water kept handy.. and the movie is on! Cheers to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; joys of a big life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The slow pace of the movie with the delectable taste of the food recognizable in distinct spices peaces them out as both forget the turmoils of work and recollect their joys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The food and the movie both come highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;recommended&lt;/span&gt;! And here's where to find the takeout:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;South Bangalore Kitchen, 22, Ground floor, 5&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;th&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Cross, 24&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;th&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Main Road, JP &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nagar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;,   Phase 2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ph: +919972133533&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Apetit&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8298937914858605569?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8298937914858605569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8298937914858605569&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8298937914858605569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8298937914858605569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/01/makar-sankranti.html' title='Makar Sankranti'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7752199626390767070</id><published>2010-01-14T17:29:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:27:54.459+05:30</updated><title type='text'>bas yun hi..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;life has decided to always happen to her in various ways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;say work.. and the good growth that happened.. it was a project she refused.. and then eventually it made it her way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; the other person got sacked.. (yeah.. imagine the horror of doing a project like that!).. but it's changed her world... and here she is standing on a soap box and telling world how much she loves her job! (~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;touchwood&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;konkan&lt;/span&gt; trip... it brought people and places closer to her in ways she had not thought.. it's given her great buddies and a love for sea food as well! :D here she is doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bbq's&lt;/span&gt; with the very best of them eating it merrily! such is the simple warmth of life.. (and several other trips)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her car.. her happy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jonga&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt;.. the autos! how she managed to save up enough she'll never know.. destined? just about maybe!! it personifies what it has proudly written on it's black &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; behind.. "every declaration of independence is an act of adventure!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her lava lamp - she can stare at it making funny shapes at her.. it'll warm her heart.. it'll make her thoughtful.. it'll simply be the source that silences the jangling after a long day and peace-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ifies&lt;/span&gt; her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her love of people.. which gives into love of places so that she can escape the people! ;) the idle chatter of a warm cafe.. the lonely walker down the road...  the ability to get lost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; eyes of fellow travellers... it keeps her busy and keeps her warm.. !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her fondness of the guitar... it was just a moment in time as the six strings were strummed and she stood there frozen with her soul in a frenzy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her paintings... she started off with practised scenery... now it's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;abstracts&lt;/span&gt; that fill her soul and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pour&lt;/span&gt; on her canvas! she loves the conversations they create... she loves being able to look at them and see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; meaning change as life around her changes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and then conversations such as these to keep her amused while she sips on blackberry ice tea and munches on apple cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; i was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SFO&lt;/span&gt; this new year  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that the gay capital of US&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we were sick of seeing guys together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;finallly&lt;/span&gt; in the club we so some guy girl thing happening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so u mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ladka&lt;/span&gt; log (and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ladki&lt;/span&gt; log) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;maaro&lt;/span&gt; line 2u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; y will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ladka&lt;/span&gt; log&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i meant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;SFO&lt;/span&gt;.. there the gay rules are very liberal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(here comes the high point!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;mein&lt;/span&gt; i stuck between 2 women&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ahaan&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; gay they were&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; u lived every man's secret fantasy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(the 'climax!')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; dance &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;baad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;paata&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;chala&lt;/span&gt; they were dancing with each other and not with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; :D :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; i felt used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; i take back the fantasy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;wala&lt;/span&gt; remark...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt; think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'used by 2 women' - can it get better? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman:&lt;/b&gt; not really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; :D such is life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dada&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7752199626390767070?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7752199626390767070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7752199626390767070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7752199626390767070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7752199626390767070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/01/bas-yun-hi.html' title='bas yun hi..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-310885443324235593</id><published>2010-01-05T22:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T23:24:27.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Maja ni Life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scene 1: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Punju&lt;/span&gt; surrounded by 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Gujjus&lt;/span&gt; who giver her credit for finding the 3 most unique &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gujjus&lt;/span&gt; of this world! (well.. she agrees without protest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; u have to meet them to figure it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scene 2: These mad hatters are at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mondy's&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aamchi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mumbai&lt;/span&gt; ordering pot loads of food and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pitcherfuls&lt;/span&gt; of beer! And then... she spots this lonely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;firang&lt;/span&gt; babe looking remorseful and having a cup of coffee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scene 3: Wild persuasion to get Mommy aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/span&gt; to talk to her. When all else fails the classics of "truth or dare" come to the fore! She walks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; the babe and says hi! gets her name for him and walks back.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scene 4: The dude "finally!" (after the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; pitcher of beer and the sheer persuasive prowess of your truly - as the other 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;gujjus&lt;/span&gt; watch the show) walks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scene 5: He has a 15-20 minute long nice animated conversation with her!! She's alone in the city.. last day.. stays in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bandra&lt;/span&gt;... wants to roam around but is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; scared...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scene 6: He walks back beer mug in hand... and... he hasn't asked her for her email id even.. (~thwacks head and vows to not do so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mehnat&lt;/span&gt; ever!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... it's a city that always proves fun and always rejuvenates! A walk down the causeway and some more beer at 'harbour view'. (And the view is amazing!!) she meets a couple new buds Budweiser! ;) Twilight sets it's curtain and it's time to head to the other side of town.. away from the bustle and into the night.. but before the night settles there's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;stil&lt;/span&gt; 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;gujjus&lt;/span&gt; and her and a local train!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conversation starts with: you were alone at home? the bar was accessible? you dint tell me? and defense is put up to say you said you will be with your girlfriend and ends on how much cleavage was the 'new bud' showing - and when a guy calls it obscene what's a girl to say! ;) By the time the 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;wellas&lt;/span&gt; decided to get off the entire train compartment knew that they eat merry, drink merry, are nerdy, goofy and really don;t care.. the expressions they got were "hey don't go.. we have to go all the way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;virar&lt;/span&gt;.. who will entertain us!!" ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On her way home she sensed a beautiful blue aura with a demure yellow star on one shoulder and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;grinny&lt;/span&gt; naughty one on the left one! It felt nice to be able to feel the colors again.. even more so to have felt such happy ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;packup&lt;/span&gt; as the stars also begin to hide... 2 hours of sleep at night.. you obviously need to expect snoring on the aircraft from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;mumbai&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;namma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;bengaluru&lt;/span&gt; (esp given that it decides to cradle her while hovering for an extra 45 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; in the air!) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;gujju&lt;/span&gt; back home goes "think like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;gujju&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;kam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;paison&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;zyada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ghoomne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;mila&lt;/span&gt;!" :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A sub packed.. a cab ride... car retrieved.. and a dash to office.. thus begins the new year.. :) And it's feeling good! for now she sits looking at her lava lamp making weird shapes while listening to Mark Knopfler and soaks in the good karma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And oh ya.. what would you call "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;majaa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; life" in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;russian&lt;/span&gt;? (for the benefit of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;gujju&lt;/span&gt; who was too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;shareef&lt;/span&gt; to get an email id!) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-310885443324235593?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/310885443324235593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=310885443324235593&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/310885443324235593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/310885443324235593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/01/maja-ni-life.html' title='Maja ni Life..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4841004008046085487</id><published>2010-01-01T09:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T10:58:10.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>how happy how high!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was a fun evening at home with the bar at easy access... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bbq&lt;/span&gt; sizzling... and chocolate desserts oozing sin..! and we decided to read each others pasts, presents and futures with cards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;closed out on 2009 with a card reading (out of regular playing cards) which said that there's bits of turmoil and change is for the best! It asked her to let the past stay right there and not take into the next year... it indicated an engagement or a wedding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rang in 2010 with a tarot card reading which was saying the same things as the previous one... and it said the engagement is either 10 weeks from now or July! (~ laughed!) And then cards of family indicated the same for her! (~ freaked!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's a great year based on the fork she chooses.... destiny has been known to find her on forks she's been desperate to avoid! so for now.. she takes it as it come! (but 2 readings from 2 different people on 2 different sets of cards saying exactly the same things did freak her out a bit! and... both readers mentioned they had never seen such clear cards before!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh yes... she will continue to 'over indulge' in the good things of life and not manage to save much! (dang! she really thought she could!!) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;apart from that she's been thinking she will start exercising, eating 'healthy' (healthy is not equal to less! :P ), writing (she figures it keeps her happy) and reading! (she's been enjoying catching up on all the reading this quiet period has allowed... she hopes to continue!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;speaking of reading here's an excerpt from Hugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macleod's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://gapingvoid.com/"&gt;http://gapingvoid.com&lt;/a&gt; ... wishing you find food for your soul this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;Welcome to the Hunger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to do something creative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to do something amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to change the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to make a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to enjoy one’s work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to be able to look back and say, Yeah, cool, I did that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to make the most of this utterly brief blip of time Creation has given us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to dream the good dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to have amazing people in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to have the synapses continually fired up on overdrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to experience beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to tell the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to be part of something bigger than yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to have good stories to tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to stay the course, despite of the odds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to feel passion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to know and express Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to know and express Joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to channel The Divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger to actually feel alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;The Hunger will give you everything. And it will take from you, everything. It will cost you your life, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. But knowing this, of course, is what ultimately sets you free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;... and oh yeah... it started with wine and ended on a caramel liqueur with the works in between! (she really believed she could fly!) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4841004008046085487?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4841004008046085487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4841004008046085487&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4841004008046085487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4841004008046085487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-happy-how-high.html' title='how happy how high!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6809216006520655625</id><published>2009-12-30T20:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:13:51.354+05:30</updated><title type='text'>There is no charge for Awsomeness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And sometimes it's the simplest things that flash in your face and you stop in tracks.. here she was sitting with a glass of wine as it struck her.. "hey.. take it as it comes!". In that moment it was so profound it took away all her fears.. it lightened mountains off her and she breathed easy!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's daring to hope again.. after ages... keep your fingers crossed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; 2 year old brat has been getting her to discover laughter and he's her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fu&lt;/span&gt; Panda!! :D The latest off him is "I'm going to Thailand to meet nice nice Divas!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Skadoosh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6809216006520655625?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6809216006520655625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6809216006520655625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6809216006520655625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6809216006520655625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-charge-for-awsomeness.html' title='There is no charge for Awsomeness!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-610158466913856353</id><published>2009-12-25T21:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-25T21:39:28.630+05:30</updated><title type='text'>yes.. tabula rasa</title><content type='html'>this christmas day mayn't be special specifically in terms of being white or merry or christmasy! but yes.. it's a clean slate.. a new life.. a new beginning...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the beginning did enforce a major cleanup operation of her living spaces... loads and loads of junk got thrown out.. incencse sticks loaded on and lit dutifully every day... the kitchen is spanking clean and good as new! good karma flows.. chocolate pastries and sausages rest in the fridge... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the ghosts in her abode also seem to smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new year resolution - a healthier life!! breakfast!! and some exercise! that's it! ~ now that's not too ambitious is it?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;namma bengaluru becomes lonelier as the days go by... it's just gramps n me in town now... trying to get "Mommy aka Shekhar" to move.. hoping it works out! need some excitement!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meanwhile.. flights ready for takeoff to mumbai for new years!! cya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-610158466913856353?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/610158466913856353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=610158466913856353&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/610158466913856353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/610158466913856353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-tabula-rasa.html' title='yes.. tabula rasa'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-9035378926190526288</id><published>2009-10-11T20:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:49:37.017+05:30</updated><title type='text'>tabula rasa</title><content type='html'>... eventually...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-9035378926190526288?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/9035378926190526288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=9035378926190526288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/9035378926190526288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/9035378926190526288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/10/tabula-rasa.html' title='tabula rasa'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8889328978505337359</id><published>2009-09-20T00:14:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:54:07.594+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Running..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;the chaos of blue beads as they jangle in the halting sunlight of a slow afternoon turns her within herself... she's avoiding her happy place in her head coz  she has a feeling this time it will ache more than soothe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;her highest highs... her deepest lows.. they've all come and dealt her blows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;she knows she'd stopped talking... she knows coz she was avoiding facing herself.. sometimes it's really easy to take the easy way out.. what she didn't know at the time was it'll hit her so bad when she does take the time out... she needed to let her guard down and just talk it out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;and after she'd done it she found her tarot card to read "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Under the auspices of Strength, the professional environment is in your favor provided you're prepared to stop struggling and let out your fears to someone who's willing to listen. There's no shame in taking a bit of a break and allowing your guard to drop a little. Work out whom to call, and talk it over until things seem clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;and in the evening boss walked by just to check on her.. she smiled... but she knew she needed the time out and she knew she wanted to just sit and pour out her heart (ok.. yeah tears out)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;friday night turned to 'defect resolution war rooms' and by 3 AM she was pooped enough to just hit the pillow and sleep... the quiescence of a saturday made its way on her and as the rain clouds decided to pour down so did her tears... she misses him... in such situations he's always been able to just hold her hand even if he's not really understood it and she's been able to find it in her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;someone told her something profound... "you feel this way coz u care... the other folks don't.. they won't... there's a learning involved here... you've gained in experience when such things happen.." and then they said what she's always told herself.. "learn from it.. take it in your stride and move on..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;She knows she can... and she just smiled... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;It's just that sometimes in life you're like 'this close' to giving it up... and then unexpectedly someone will walk in just knowing exactly what it is... give u one look to say 'i believe in you' and 'i am there'. Sometimes... that's all you really need to get back in the game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"when exhaustion gets tired... when agony doubles over in pain... when defeat waves a white flag... i will still be out there.. Running... running to the beat of my own drummer... running easy."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8889328978505337359?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8889328978505337359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8889328978505337359&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8889328978505337359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8889328978505337359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/09/running.html' title='Running..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7448598498968377323</id><published>2009-09-07T21:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:11:33.397+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hypercity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she's started coming back to this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;obsessively&lt;/span&gt; clean house with the quaint incense smells... she figures she does it so she's reminded less and less of him.. damn! who's she running from?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh well... once that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tookover&lt;/span&gt; it was back to the normalcy of being able to run out to office without having a bath... cooking up an experiment in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kitchen&lt;/span&gt;.. and just sitting in the balcony to stare into space...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but... a parental storm is in the making... (yes they are coming... and to convince her to get married!) the whole world goes.. "so why don't you two get married..?!" (earlier it was family.. now it's work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's hard for most folks to figure she likes her work... they go "huh?!" and then go "~ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;! escapist!" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;!!!" or "workaholic!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how do you explain it that you like going nuts on weekdays and totally totally lazing around on a weekend with nothing much else to do except surf the net and order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; food?! how do you explain that you like to look good for yourself and that you're in a very comfortable place being who you are and that you enjoy it without having to feel guilty about it any way?! (actually.. why should you explain it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh well.. i hold my "peace"! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7448598498968377323?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7448598498968377323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7448598498968377323&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7448598498968377323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7448598498968377323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/09/hypercity.html' title='hypercity'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4148889330469201800</id><published>2009-08-29T05:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-29T05:18:00.223+05:30</updated><title type='text'>of daaru and juaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;i've gotten out of office at 6:30 PM and called Mish... she almost drops the phone in disbelief that yours truly who's Friday nights start at an average at 11:30 PM is out at the human hour of 630!!!! It calls for a celebration and by the time we're home all we can all do is CRASH! in an uneasy twist of sleepless fate I wake up at 4:30 AM (talk of a body clock that is udderly responsive!) and well for want of something better to do at that inhuman hour i remember the conversations over the week and laugh my heart out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; knock knock.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jeetsachdeva:&lt;/b&gt; rathore here.. ram ram hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; :) kya haal hain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;jeetsachdeva &lt;now&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; badiya hai ... bus humara lappy .... thoda bemar ho gya hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; haww.. kya hua?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rathore:&lt;/b&gt; ab kya batayen .... sab thik thak tha .... and one night we got drunk ... and sources say ... who were in senses ... tht we offered some to dear lappy also.. and the next morning .... and till now .. its in hangover ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its in nehru place .... some major shot in mother board&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(5 minutes) (i have been staring at the screen in disbelief!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; please keh do ye jhooth hai... main aur mere desk k aas paas ki junta hans hans k lot pot ho gaye hain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rathore:&lt;/b&gt; nahi ... this is the hard fact of life and i have to live with this ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nahi ye serious hai .... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; i empathize but bahut funny hai!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rathore:&lt;/b&gt; hmmm .... ab jo log bhi iss ghatna ko sun ke haanse hai ... kam se kam .... mere lappy ke liye prey to kar dain .... shayad kal vo result sunayenge .... if it is going to work again or slept forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; please please please can i post this on my blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rathore:&lt;/b&gt; kya ??? blog ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; we will all pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rathore:&lt;/b&gt; i hope .. ki main aapko mana karta aur aap post nahi karti ... but now i guess have no choice but to read this ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[PS: now all u guys reading this had better pray for Rathore!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And then, the best of Barman aka Dada&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman.arindam:&lt;/b&gt; u thr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;yuppp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman.arindam:&lt;/b&gt; busy? tumhara no. do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mera phone ka case ho gaya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RAce course mein gaya tha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mobilei alloed nahi hai paata nahi tha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;cops caught me in the betting area with mobile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;phone confiscate kar liya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mein to saaala dekhne ke liye gaya tha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh log socha kuch bookie hai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kuch bhi hota rheta hai mere saath yaar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bol raha hai 10000 fine do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;phir phone milega&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; aisa aapke saath hi ho sakta hai!!!! the chosen one!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barman.arindam:&lt;/b&gt; daarubaaz suttebaaz ladkibaaz. ab sob ko paata chal gaya ki yeh to jua bhi khelta hai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kya pofile hai!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;u guyz shld be proud to know somone like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; :) jo sach hai vo kabhi na kabhi saamne aa hi jata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and this made me go back to Dada's dream of long black car, 4 daarubaaz friends... ek lamba highway and the song playing... "Ya Rabba!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a song I've started to sing quite often...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dede koi jaan bhi agar... traffic be ho na... traffic pe ho na koi asar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Road hai ya sazaa... aie meri car bata... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;toot ta kyon nahi... jam ka silsila...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ya Rabba!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ enough of the insanity for one post i say!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4148889330469201800?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4148889330469201800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4148889330469201800&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4148889330469201800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4148889330469201800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/08/of-daaru-and-juaa.html' title='of daaru and juaa'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3219769292879475859</id><published>2009-07-25T00:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:29:43.723+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Recorded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are these moments that you want to not forget for what they have meant to you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a particulalrly harried week for various reasons she get a call and it goes "Aneesha.. can I say something?"... She's amused and casually says "Sure". She gets blown away as she hears "It is refreshing to have you around! You are one of the few people who really know what she is doing" She smiles and says thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then in the after hours she gets pinged... (after a particularly harrowing experience)... 'Go home, please?' ..... She promises to be off in the next 30 minutes and to stay safe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ She's also advised to marry for money and not for love! ;) hee hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks Charley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3219769292879475859?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3219769292879475859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3219769292879475859&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3219769292879475859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3219769292879475859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/07/recorded.html' title='Recorded...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6355303935912646580</id><published>2009-06-30T01:11:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:14:43.141+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Lands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is the experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/blog/insanetwit/index.php?showentry=72"&gt;Kinnaur, Lahaul and Spiti with 78mm!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SkkZjbHHtvI/AAAAAAAAEps/b7w4aAiUpto/s320/FoRbIdDeN+LaNdS!+161.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352837728470284018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6355303935912646580?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6355303935912646580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6355303935912646580&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6355303935912646580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6355303935912646580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/06/forbidden-lands.html' title='Forbidden Lands!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SkkZjbHHtvI/AAAAAAAAEps/b7w4aAiUpto/s72-c/FoRbIdDeN+LaNdS!+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8401474548317752399</id><published>2009-06-21T15:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:33:17.082+05:30</updated><title type='text'>speeding on a jetplane!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how did life become so complicated she wondered?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well not hers.. but around her poeple are being pushed and pulled by the fabric of society...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she sees people giving in to cravings (of various types) and it saddens her heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how people have started to 'chase' a dream instead of 'following' it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;how people refuse to fathom the simple joys of wheatflakes with milk and honey... (they'd rather think about the calories); a cup of green tea in the morning... (how can anything possibly be wrong with it?); rushing along without having a bath coz you know u'd rather sleep than feel the epitome of clean... (~ now that may well be a personal threshold! ;) ); getting a 'thank-you' note for good work done... (instead of fighting to get up higher); taking a walk in the rain... (without worrying about wetting your clothes.. duh!)... and of a first speeding ticket! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The story of the speeding ticket goes like this... 11:30 AM still in the car and driving nice and peacefully to catch a jet 1 PM flight... suddenly you realize that it's Jet.. the last she remembers is their check in is 60 mins and not 40 like others! ~ thus begins the zipzapzoom through a myriad mix of cars on namma bengaluru's roads! The first police radar is something she notices and brakes... passes through without incident and then zipszapszooms again to reach namma airport which is 100 miles away! (~sheesh!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12:15 PM entry.. meanwhile a call has been made and it is confirmed that our dude can reach 30 mins before boarding and we are still ok! As the man is loaded with bags and in his own words looks like a 'laptop salesman' he gets the parting hug and instructions to messgae once he's boarded... (after all she'll have to pick him up otherwise right!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well... habituated to the 120-130 speeds and empty roads she zipszapszooms again straight into the cops net. :'( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cop: First extremely surprised that a girl was speeding and then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Madam.. ye gaadi tez ja raha tha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yours Truly: "sir kitna tez...?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cop: "Madam speed limit 80 hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yours Truly: praying teh cop doesnt smell the beer for breakfast on her breath or spot the bottles of booze in her car steps oout and asks: "sir fine kitna hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cop: amazed again at the fact that she hasnt try to patao him etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yours Truly meanwhile continues to pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cop: 600&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yours Truly: (knowing this is high) "aap receipt de do main fine deti hai"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cop: 300 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yours Truly: ~ smiles smugly and heaves a sigh of relief coz that's the amount she has in her wallet and 5 bucks more... takes out the money, hands it over and stands meekly like a good kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cop: smiles at her and says thank you madam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yours Truly: ~ looks around weirdly and hen runs to the car to get outta there!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then she calls mom and dad: "Hi! I got my first speeding ticket!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mom: "haan mujhe bhi milti hain. par main 100 main hi bach jaati hun! congratulations on the graduation!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dad: "both mother and daughter get speeding tickets! ~sheesh! and yes.. congratulations by the way for the first one!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Elder Sister: "wow!!!! you can drive that fast!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ kya family hai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8401474548317752399?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8401474548317752399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8401474548317752399&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8401474548317752399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8401474548317752399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/06/speeding-on-jetplane.html' title='speeding on a jetplane!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3967171976353000325</id><published>2009-05-21T03:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:58:16.625+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DayDreaming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/ShSDmQ9fpVI/AAAAAAAADu4/Ypzt8T0MU54/s1600-h/Coorg+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/ShSDmQ9fpVI/AAAAAAAADu4/Ypzt8T0MU54/s320/Coorg+094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338036151752041810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a song that came rushing back to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;Dreamin' I'm always dreamin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dreamin' love will be mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Searchin' I'm always searchin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopin' someday I'll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone, someone to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone to need me but until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well I'll keep on dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep right on dreamin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dreamin' till my dreamin' comes true ue ue ue ue ue ue ue..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3967171976353000325?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3967171976353000325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3967171976353000325&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3967171976353000325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3967171976353000325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/05/daydreaming.html' title='DayDreaming!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/ShSDmQ9fpVI/AAAAAAAADu4/Ypzt8T0MU54/s72-c/Coorg+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-603962571817945383</id><published>2009-05-16T10:50:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:55:11.243+05:30</updated><title type='text'>back to the basics!</title><content type='html'>and it's a beautiful, rain-filled yet sunshiny day! there's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;barbeque&lt;/span&gt; planned... ;) and the marvellous laziness of a slow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; fills her with peace!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she smiles as she stutters up out of bed and begins to marinade the chicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ and then everyone needs to believe in something.. she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believes&lt;/span&gt; she'll grab some beer! (food my friend can make u smile!) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-603962571817945383?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/603962571817945383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=603962571817945383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/603962571817945383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/603962571817945383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-basics.html' title='back to the basics!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1719474268247823384</id><published>2009-05-05T03:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-05T03:53:03.111+05:30</updated><title type='text'>confined by words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'purple ramblings' as it's most ardent fan calls this blog shut down to the world. The  reactions have been myriad... (and she thinks that's the latest word she's developed a fancy for)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i turn in now to talk to myself... i turn in now to find a few answers to questions i have always been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shattered&lt;/span&gt; to be faced with. they are hard questions... the answers lie in giving it time and patience.. holding on and continuing to believe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's never easy it? especially if it becomes a tussle between the one's you love and who are closest to you... you don't want it to turn into a match... yet it gets weighed... your decisions are just that.. based on what you think is best for you and what you have been brought up to believe is best for you.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;isn'&lt;/span&gt;t that faith substantial enough? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;maybe... a voice inside my head reverberates as i write.. maybe i am thinking too much.. maybe it's just a bout of insanity that needs to live and spiral out... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's a maze of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;maybe's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; finding my way... (and i am still not ok to give confine the questions in the clear boundaries of words)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-1719474268247823384?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/1719474268247823384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=1719474268247823384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1719474268247823384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1719474268247823384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/05/purple-ramblings-as-its-most-ardent-fan.html' title='confined by words'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8881640034693791350</id><published>2009-04-05T16:26:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:27:08.480+05:30</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>i know i will be back... it's just remains to be seen when! :) keep it rollin folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8881640034693791350?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8881640034693791350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8881640034693791350&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8881640034693791350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8881640034693791350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-9124670223170278933</id><published>2009-03-28T17:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:35:29.059+05:30</updated><title type='text'>tidbits..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a good feeling when all you have pending on a to-do list is to go to the bank and fight for a debit card! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yawn.. stretch.. lazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; morning giving way to an easy time at work with a mere 2 client calls... a night with dinner of nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;adrak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dal&lt;/span&gt;... a movie... a few long conversations..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A coffee shop.. a book... a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;humongously&lt;/span&gt; satisfying chicken salad and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;humongous&lt;/span&gt; glass of chilled cold coffee to keep it company! Such is the massage to the soul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; kid deciding to crawl all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; way up to and stare up with his big blue eyes and go.. '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aaaa&lt;/span&gt;' and then you get on the floor too and its a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;crawlathon&lt;/span&gt; with folks looking on weirdly amused!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;maruti&lt;/span&gt; service station guy who falls for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; smile and does your repairs on priority and for free... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A gas station guy who insists you participate in a lucky draw! And lo and behold you win a pen! (hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;something's&lt;/span&gt; better than nothing.. and since I already have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;jonga&lt;/span&gt; you think i care about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SX&lt;/span&gt;4 in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bumper&lt;/span&gt; prize? ,';o) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2 beautiful golden labs sniffing their way up to you and deciding to settle down and play with you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dholki&lt;/span&gt; that you bought off the roadside and love to create ruckus with! A night with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dholki&lt;/span&gt;, a 2 string guitar, drumsticks only and lots of food and banter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Orange juice as a famished you stands on the street getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;chappals&lt;/span&gt; repaired and buying pirated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dvd's&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ and a count of days to meet the special people in your life! (oh yes.. and a clean clean cupboard! ... complete ain't it!) ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-9124670223170278933?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/9124670223170278933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=9124670223170278933&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/9124670223170278933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/9124670223170278933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/03/tidbits.html' title='tidbits..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8248542321785070096</id><published>2009-03-14T13:15:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:45:33.502+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Saddi Jonga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and oh well.. it's time for a formal introduction to saddi jonga! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SbtmHsj2ahI/AAAAAAAADTY/2VfEghrLzYw/s320/SDC13166.JPG" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312952467820276242" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SbtmHac8y3I/AAAAAAAADTQ/uB6hET0OvuU/s320/SDC13481.JPG" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312952462959496050" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SbtmHcskzuI/AAAAAAAADTI/2qNJkSdYytA/s320/-%3D%7B+O+x+Y+g+E+n+%7D%3D-1452.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312952463561903842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SbtmHAkf1hI/AAAAAAAADTA/cc0I0l8Vlus/s320/IMG_0521.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312952456011830802" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SbtmHOQ01uI/AAAAAAAADS4/06c0tJTD-Pw/s320/IMG_0539.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312952459687417570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This rugged li'l baby was driven from Baroda to Bangalore and Independence Day found her trundling along to Chennai for an &lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/blog/insanetwit/index.php?showentry=36"&gt;Independence Jam and then to Tada falls for a night camp&lt;/a&gt;! 6 people, 1 Jonga and enough camping equipment for 12 people! Quite an inception eh? ;) This baby stepped into areas where even a safari wud've cringed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since then she's been on various trips! And she's enjoyed every bit of them! This is one jongs who got her break drum changed within 4000 kms! And got a new tyre within 7000! :D (hey don;t stare! she's tough!!) &lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/blog/insanetwit/index.php?showentry=51"&gt;Kabhi bas ek lambi drive&lt;/a&gt;.. kabhi airport ka ek geda... &lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/blog/insanetwit/index.php?showentry=58"&gt;kabhi biryani ki khoj&lt;/a&gt;.. &lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/blog/insanetwit/index.php?showentry=40"&gt;kabhi camping and trekking&lt;/a&gt;! She's already been there done that!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then came the day when she got her shiny new stickers! Character had been added to the already existing attitude! If she likes you she'll literally drive like makkhan.. but if she takes the tiniest offence at the way you handle her... she will have her revenge! (as she did recently with Barwala who kept screaming this damn car is too smooth... so our li'l darling goes 'ha! now try putting me in gear!' :D The time he had was terror-ible!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like Mish often says... ye gaadi.. itna pyar hai iske peechhe na... none of of us can see anything happen to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes if she's not getting enough attention she throws a flat tyre tantrum!! And to give you an idea of the 'luv' around for this one here's a recent conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: happpyyyyyy holi! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;rathore&lt;/span&gt;: hey ... happppy holi to u as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;caution: keep Jonga covered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: :D jonga aaj office jayegi ji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;and 3rd flat tyre in 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;rathore&lt;/span&gt;: opps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: kal raat me hua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;airport jaate jaate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;rathore&lt;/span&gt;: Jonga ..ek trip ke liye jidd kar rahi hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: so to lag raha hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: :) chaliye ab hum egg masla banaate hain aur office ko jaate hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;baaki ki baatein wahan se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;tyre bhi theek karana hai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;rathore&lt;/span&gt;: ok ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jonga pe thoda red gulal laga dena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: :) ji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;bilkul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;jonga apne horn se aapko happy holi kehti hai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; float: left; color: rgb(136, 136, 136); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;rathore&lt;/span&gt;: ok ...main bhi jhappi leni ki koshis karta houn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: justify;display: block; padding-left: 6em; text-indent: -1em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so... gaddi chaldi.. chhalaanga maardi! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8248542321785070096?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8248542321785070096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8248542321785070096&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8248542321785070096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8248542321785070096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/03/saddi-jonga.html' title='Saddi Jonga!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SbtmHsj2ahI/AAAAAAAADTY/2VfEghrLzYw/s72-c/SDC13166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5683807641700058152</id><published>2009-02-20T12:14:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:21:22.595+05:30</updated><title type='text'>clouds!</title><content type='html'>And the status messages of friends read:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mini: Life is beautiful! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ammu: happppyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shweta: Dreaming my life away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then this plays in my head over and over and over:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sa8SelN6U-4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sa8SelN6U-4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talking of status messages here's one on the list that'll make your day!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nishu: pee needs to be aimed .. not potty .. potty is atom bomb .. drop it anywhere .. it detonates everything :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5683807641700058152?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5683807641700058152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5683807641700058152&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5683807641700058152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5683807641700058152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/02/clouds.html' title='clouds!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1346145236228145055</id><published>2009-02-17T01:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:49:15.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of Mondays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh a b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l Monday! :) (and no I am not drunk right now!! there is not even a drop of alcohol in me and hasn't been for the past 36 hours now... so no I am not even hungover!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok so it was a slow start with me turning off the alarm for the n'th time and then suddenly realizing that 'Oh Shit! My maid is on chutti!!' (that directly means I am suppossed to listen to my alarm and not wait for the doorbell! ;) ) It was 10:05 and I had a meeting at 11!! And I somehow insisted on having a bath and on breakfast as well! The feat was managed in 25 minutes flat and as I ran down the stairs it struck me "I had a flat tyre last night! I need to get the hawa checked!!!" Lo n behold this is the day that there's line for Hawa and not Petrol! Call up boss, "I had a flat tyre (conveniently skip the last night part)... I will be half hour late!" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Languidly walk into office to discover that 5 people have been waiting on you for a meeting to start! Now doesn't that feel 'important'! :D (yeah yeah.. Cheap thrills!) 1 meeting.. 2 meeting.. (stop wondering where's the good part!) and then I rush out of office to enjoy a nice subway and get the tyre done at the Ceat Shoppe closeby. (Yup.. paranoid about driving without a stepney!) Now to cut a long story short, I need to buy a new tyre! But what the heck.. here's the long story as well... ;) When the 'new' car was coming from Baroda to namma Bengaluru then dad had had a flat tyre which was  quite bad and so it already had a patch in it. This tyre was designated to be  used as a stepney. However when I had a tyre wobbling problem (a few&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; months&lt;/span&gt; ago!!) the stupid maruti  guy changed tyres without telling me. And so I had been driving on the patch  wala tyre. Hence now the need for a new tyre. Added to  that is the fact that its a JK tyre and the dealer is only on JC road!! (I take heart that since I will finally be there I'll get my car stickers done as well!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I still insist that it's a beautiful bright sunshiny Monday and I am NOT under the influence of alcohol!! Go ahead... read on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In conversation with a friend sometime later in the evening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mightyrudh:&lt;/span&gt; and you know on the best part of the trip! i was riding with  jeet (yup... the darkling of my life! Amd yup MightyRudh is male!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I copy paste this piece to Granpa who is also on GTalk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Granpa&lt;/span&gt; (out of his sheer love and possessiveness for the man in my life!): &lt;/span&gt;kaun hai yeh dusht??&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="clear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="break"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;height: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;~ question: does he use a female deo which has  in it the pheromones to attract men?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="clear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="break"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;height: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Granpa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;err.... hmm... aah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="clear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="break"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;height: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,95,255)"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="clear"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="break"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;height: 1px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Granpa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in the larger interest of people involved  in this complex situation, i choose not to react!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(ok disclaimer... the man in my life is not gay! it's just that he attracts a lot of men!! In a way... so long as its just men and guitars! ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile my roomie's status is reading: "Life is Beautiful" complete with a smiley!! So obviously my questions are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Did you get another job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Are you getting married? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. Did you hack a rich guy's bank account!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In another window I have Mr. You. Know. Who getting romantic and I am rapidly blinking and staring at the screen when he finally types, "Motee fainted!" and I breathe a sigh of relief!!! (go ahead! blame me!) :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh well! Cut to a scene where I have managed to leave office before midnight and run off to bhai's place! Talk about being pampered it was like being spoilt to the core! Garma garam dosa's with special dosa chutney (compliments to Fazzy Bhaiya!!!)... crowning glory is a special egg dosa... accompaniments of aam ka murabba and mirchi ka achaar!!! (Ab koi thaka hara office se aaye aur garma garam ghar ka khana special parosa hua diya jaaye... to ye jannat se kam thode hi hai!) :)))) Idle banter and games on a newly acquired XBOX! Thodi der baad it was striking 12 and cinderella thought it was time to be home! Now it's a ritual that Bhai walks me to my safe haven and then I drive off! Is baar gaadi tak pahunchte pahunchte... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; 'Pastry khaane chale?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bhai:&lt;/span&gt; 'kahan?? Leela's leke jayegi tu to!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(don't look at me like I fell on this earth with a load of ancestral money to squander! The Leela's happens to have a nice li'l Barrista in it! ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; 'abhi to vohi khula hoga!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bhai: &lt;/span&gt;mmm.... hmmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani &lt;/span&gt;(on the phone with Fazzy Bhaiya by then): 'jaldi se aa jao.. ekdum abhi aao... ghar band karo aur aao'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bhai:&lt;/span&gt; 'arrey kya kar rahi hai?? mera chashma toota hai.. maine topi bhi nahi pehni hai.. Leela's jaana hai! main aata hun!' (ahem! ahem!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(by such time Fazzy bhaiya in a state of complete panic has arrived by the car in his lungi and is graciously told... chalo baitho.. Leela's chale!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; ~mischevious grin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fazzy bhaiya:&lt;/span&gt; 'arrey bas do minute lagenge kapde badalne me.. bas do min!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The 2 men go off.. take 10 minutes instead of 2 and the transformation is evident! From lungi to mast shirt n torusers... from toota chasma to skull cap and casual sandals! Tashan!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh well! It's a night full of chocolate with choc excess, dark temptation and wicked brownies!!! Lots of conversation... some guitar strumming... and a nice drive back home with Bhai and then Fazzy bhai in the drivers seat trying to figure out a way to connect to my li'l Jonga's engine! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now tell me.. isn't that a beautiful Monday!! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Its an ethereal experience to have a great Monday... I needed to narrate this in the first person! :D )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-1346145236228145055?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/1346145236228145055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=1346145236228145055&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1346145236228145055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1346145236228145055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/02/of-mondays.html' title='Of Mondays!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5303894011079978532</id><published>2009-02-09T01:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:25:40.088+05:30</updated><title type='text'>foodie weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she sleeps of too sunny side up eggs with butter toast and beer... wakes up to milk and strawberries... fixes a meal of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lobiya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bhindi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fulke&lt;/span&gt;... takes the day through on cups of mint coffee.. and dozes of to bites of a roast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;almond&lt;/span&gt; chocolate! Morning finds her having a bath to end up at a lunch with buddies... a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; chicken burger, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;milano&lt;/span&gt; pizza and a couple of pitchers of beer... evening finds her biting into the sheer joy of couple of raw red carrots as she makes corn bake for dinner! and now... a dash of whiskey over a glass of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kokam&lt;/span&gt; to put her to sleep to face a very full &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~have a great week ahead! and don't beat her up when she says 'stay hungry.. stay foolish!' ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5303894011079978532?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5303894011079978532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5303894011079978532&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5303894011079978532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5303894011079978532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/02/foodie-weekend.html' title='foodie weekend!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-18145205033911136</id><published>2009-01-10T09:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:24:13.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>wish her luck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; people.. she's on her way home and she needs all the luck you all can summon for her! :) she's also inevitably looking forward to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gajar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;halwa&lt;/span&gt; and the various other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MommyMade&lt;/span&gt; delicacies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she will try to keep you 'posted'! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-18145205033911136?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/18145205033911136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=18145205033911136&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/18145205033911136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/18145205033911136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2009/01/wish-her-luck.html' title='wish her luck!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4979418821904456321</id><published>2008-12-29T23:37:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:13:30.965+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the safai and the homecoming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her Christmas started with a major "spring" cleaning operation in the middle of winter! The chaos around her was wanting to settle... she was wanting to bring in 'good karma'! And so she set about to do a major overhaul of her room! As Pinchester rightly put it "each time I come something drastic has happened here!!" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Her nooks and corners were cleaned off and it was a 'song sung blue' with a lot of the covers matching the flooring! (yes my home tweet om has blue flooring to resemble the ripples in a very blue pond!) Net Net.. she likes it all over again! The lots of tiny lamps all around make her find her peace...! :) She even hung a miniature wooden turtle coz she believes it brings good luck! Another friend (Mish) went on to say "ur room is like magic.. everywhere u sit there's sumthing to pick up and explore!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ she took a bow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The marathon cleaning up had left her and Mish tired and hungry! That's when Granpa decides to turn up and we go eat a nice, satifying continental meal.. It was the types that leaves you nice n warm n sleepy! :) Needless to say.. she slept like a log!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day after that found her lazing around "working from home"! (ahem! ahem! and revelling in her new found karmic goodness) ;) And then she scooted with Mish in the evening to gallavant and enjoy sum coffee!! The two of them have come to the conclusion that "boy! can they eat.. or CAN THEY EAT!" :D a 1200 bucks bill at a barrista is sumthing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now the saturday had promised to be tough! So she decided to sleep through most of it waking up only at 4 in the evening! A couple of missed calls.. one of which was "her sister's boss's sister!" ~ sheesh! and she was invited for Dinner! Now for obvious reasons she couldn't say no and ended up drawing upon "ALL" of her social skills by buying flowers and spending 3 hours smiling and laughing politely at a conversation that shes terror-ible at having!!! (~phew!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She made a couple of urgent phone calls to vent it all out and gain back her sanity and ran off to Mish's place! After a long rant about the evening and venting venting venting they drove off to the airport! Sadda Vadda Praa was coming back from Videsh! And he was so not expecting us to be at the airport at 1:30 in the night!! :D A beautiful drive and a cup of coffee later, the flight had landed and we were on our checkposts eyeing the door and every every every person coming out of it! Any cute firang was duly admired and gawked at but then we realized we needed to focus! :D To not take any risks one of us posted at the cab counters and the other eyeing the exit like a hawk! Intermittent calls "any luck?" "not yet" "ok bye"! :D And finally.. after 1 hour 15 mins of the flight having landed walks out Bhaaaaaaaiiiiiiieeeee with his hair curled as ever and the distinctive goofy smile on his face! Shell shocked to see us! Eventually the surprise registered as he walked out! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tanking up on gas for the drive: 200 bucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The coffee while waiting: 150 bucks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The look on Bhai's face when he saw us: Priceless!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The night was spent chattering away and seeing photos and getting to know New York in so much detail that both Mish n me can walk down the streets and know exactly where we are in New York now! We probably even know what gullies to take to reach where!!! (FYI: The Chrysler building has white bulbs and the Empire State glows red and yellow!) :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7 AM found the great Mish standing over our heads demanding to be dropped home since her maid was due to come! Ideal moment to catch some sleep! :) ~ she would wish! She was pleasantly surprised at 11 AM when Pinchester dropped by with sum beautifully wrapped truly yum plum cake! And then she decides to break on her the fact that "She's started cooking!!!!" (Now this is one babe who would not step into the kitchen to save her life even!!!) Thereon as hunger struck we got parathas packed, picked up some beer and gudangaram's (the vadda praa's first words during the welcome jhappi were "yayyy! I'm back in India jahan Gudangaram milti hai!") and headed to you guessed it.. Bhai's place! Bas fir kya tha.. full on matargashti! Thoda bahut sentiapaa also with Bhai going "chaahe jo bhi ho.. jitni bhi achchi scenery ho.. kitna bhi sundar ho.. vahan koi apna nahi tha... who do you share all of it with?" Biiiiig round of biiiiiiiiiiiiig super jumbo hugs! And he starts to sing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mere desh ki hawa! kahin kuch jale kahin kuch sade.. hai mere desh ki hawa!" &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The evening found us cleaning Mish's Pad and saw a very tired bhai snoring away happily! He was slowly woken up as a feast of ande ki bhurji, dal makhani and phulka's arrived and was made to eat! Some playful banter later as they bade gnite they decided to eagerly wait for his one bag that had been left behind by the airlines in Frankfurt! (~that's the one with the chocolates in it!) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 8 AM sharp an excited bhai calls... "Oyee!!! Mera bag aa gaya!!!" A very sleepy me goes "hunnnnnn... hum aa jayenge shaam ko office se!" :D And lo and behold as promised we are there.. gorging on the chocs, getting some new music and movies, seeing more photographs and eating Chinese!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:) Welcome Home Bhai! I missed you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4979418821904456321?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4979418821904456321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4979418821904456321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4979418821904456321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4979418821904456321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/12/safai-and-homecoming.html' title='the safai and the homecoming!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8225285787065259020</id><published>2008-12-24T19:20:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:28:15.212+05:30</updated><title type='text'>the transformation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The workaholic is sitting in office and listening to songs as she types this post! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After months she's wearing a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;salwar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kameez&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dupatta&lt;/span&gt; full &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;punju&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ishtyle&lt;/span&gt; and everyone stopped work to look up once and comment.. "what's with you?!" :) Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bachchas&lt;/span&gt; (aka testing team) decided they all want photos clicked with her in this "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;naya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;roop&lt;/span&gt;!" :D A brief conversation with boss also ends on the note "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aaj&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;vaise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tumhe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;hua&lt;/span&gt;?" ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We crossed a major milestone yesterday and the mood is light and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;celeblatory&lt;/span&gt;! she plans to go out with friends for dinner on a weekday so it doesn't get better than this! It has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;loooong&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And her 1 year old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; prince of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bhanja&lt;/span&gt; has fallen in love with the Miss India World and decides to express it by letting go of his chocolate and picking up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;femina&lt;/span&gt; cover with her pic on it and showering her with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; baby kisses!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D ~take the time out to be with yourself this long weekend and have a merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8225285787065259020?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8225285787065259020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8225285787065259020&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8225285787065259020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8225285787065259020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/12/transformation.html' title='the transformation!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5051133037964780061</id><published>2008-12-21T06:08:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-21T06:29:50.150+05:30</updated><title type='text'>chhoti si zindagi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tumultuous! and that's the only way to describe the way things have been! her life has pretty much been work driven as as you know who has gone on to say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apni&lt;/span&gt; life main testing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alava&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kuch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;chhoda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;?" to which a very sheepish answer was "i need something to do now that you aren't here!" ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The kukkad makkhanwala (aka butter chicken) she made for her new found '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;bachchas&lt;/span&gt;' was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;superhit&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.. before you wonder more.. my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bachchas&lt;/span&gt; are my testing team who work the way I do to achieve something we know is unachievable! But then.. "If at first you don't succeed call it version 1.0"! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.. so she's had friends at her throat o give up work! she's listening.. she's taking a semi-break in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jan&lt;/span&gt;! Mom's looking forward to her going home so much so that even before she could get up in the morning (or evening given her sleep cycle) dad had gone and booked them and sent her an email with the details! It's been quite sometime since she was back at "home". Things must have changed she's sure... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dada aka Barman aka the guy who she insists is wasted and so should get married is in town and so is the crush of her life! It was idle banter and lots of laughter as a bunch of 8 people (one of which was a Sardar and the other a Sardarni) decided "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;zindagi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bahut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chhoti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;si&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hoti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;"! And that resulted in them gobbling up 2 chicken platters first and then eventually 35 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;parathas&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the scene at the Delhi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Dhaba&lt;/span&gt; went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;paintees&lt;/span&gt; (35) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;paranthe&lt;/span&gt;.. 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;aaloo&lt;/span&gt;, 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;gobi&lt;/span&gt;, 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;mooli&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stares her down and then "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;makkhan&lt;/span&gt; ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dahi&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;dono&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;another stare.. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;kaake&lt;/span&gt; pack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;jaldi&lt;/span&gt;..!" one more stare.. "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;paintee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;paranthe&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(take a guess at who the Sardarni was..! and as the Barman put it.. 'an evening with Sardar and Sardarni!') ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile a kitten has decided to jump up into the car through the window and in between shouts and screams the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; thing for its surprised life is shooed out! (and she wonders.. how such things happen to her! whoever heard of a cat climbing into a car through an open window!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and now she sits waiting for the sun to stream in through her windows so that she can get some sleep! (yep... jilted body cycle! or is it the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;parathas&lt;/span&gt;??! 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;hajmolas&lt;/span&gt; down!) :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5051133037964780061?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5051133037964780061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5051133037964780061&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5051133037964780061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5051133037964780061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/12/chhoti-si-zindagi.html' title='chhoti si zindagi!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-269952417643222019</id><published>2008-12-09T18:13:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:34:23.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'>this and that.. here and there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok.. so while the parties have been battling it out at the elections and celebrating their "victories" while completely ignoring their combined failure very recently, an &lt;a href="http://technology.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/tech_and_web/the_web/article5311241.ece"&gt;Indian court has asked for Google Earth to be banned! &lt;/a&gt;Apparently this was a tool in the hands of the terrorists that enabled the planning for 26/11 and so it should be "banned". How convenient! (to ban the tool and not the abusers of that tool!!) Perfect I say. At the same time &lt;a href="http://technology.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/tech_and_web/the_web/article5182639.ece"&gt;ISRO is looking to create a "Google Earth Like" tool. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So while we keep our blinders on and continue to not learn, Pakistan also treats India like a piece of shit and says no to handing us our most wanted. The siege in Mumbai lasted a few days... the siege of the nation shows no easy end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a lighter note.. I have to be in office at 10 AM tomorrow! Now I did that once last week and I spent the day in a sleepy trance accomplisihing no work whatsoever. On any normal day I open my eyes to the morning sun not before 1030! And to reach office at 10 means....! oh well! The weekend was fun where &lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/index.php?autocom=blog&amp;amp;blogid=4&amp;amp;showentry=58"&gt;we travelled 400kms (round trip) just to have some biryani!&lt;/a&gt; I'm cooking butter chicken tomorrow morning for my testing team (and making it to office at 10 am! please pray for a miracle!) and I need to buy a birthday present tomorrow! I have a room whose dirt and chaos is slowly wrecking havoc inside me and I pretty much know what the coming weekend is like! ;) I'm dying to make me some spaghetti bolognaise and some mushroom and sausage pasta and am also waiting for January to happen! I also met the cutest dog yesterday who decided to guard my car all night for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The someone special in my life has been giving me several moments to hold close and he made me watch "office space"! A must watch for every traffic jam plagued cubicle dweller and I think I'm happy being motee hereby giving up all (whatever lil existed anyways!) attempts to lose weight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ Celebrate the weekday! Have some vanilla twist with coke! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-269952417643222019?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/269952417643222019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=269952417643222019&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/269952417643222019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/269952417643222019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-and-that-here-and-there.html' title='this and that.. here and there!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7774658503289377087</id><published>2008-12-02T12:03:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:24:46.464+05:30</updated><title type='text'>but it rained...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She tried... she tried to detach herself yet in vain. The last straw was when she read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Indian agencies knew that the attack would come from the sea, and by mid-November they knew that the Taj hotel would be targeted. And yet the attacks still happened. A blow-by-blow account of how the plan to attack Mumbai by sea was hatched and executed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;The Article is here: &lt;a href="http://www.alternet.org/audits/109237/mumbai_attacks:_piecing_together_the_story/?page=entire"&gt;Mumbai Attacks Piecing together the story.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's an impotent political system "leading" us! Leading us to a future of constant fear, of insecurity! The Mumbai blasts have laid bare wantonness of the skeleton we call the "leadership of the nation". And they have the audacity to belittle the attack! A world looks on in with mixed feelings of pity and mockery as the affected pick up strands and move on with their lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pandit Jawaharlal Nehru had said: "The children of a nation are a trust of the nation. What the future will be depends on how we discharge our trust". The only trust being discharged here is that of laxity, corruption and a weak-shaking-at-the-knees-save-your-backside-stance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Lives have been lost.. the tears haven't stopped.. and "they" manage to smile and move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(have the lessons been learnt??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leaving you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wrapped in a polythene tucked away safe in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little goodbye maybe or just a passing smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birds fly away to the southern sky searching a home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bunch of paper flowers or a little boy left all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can somebody hear me I'm screaming from so far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning who will calm you now, the evening is eclipsed again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well does life get any better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More yesterday than today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it rained . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They justified the cause for which Daddy might give up his life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been so long, so long a time, still I miss Daddy at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ache is long gone but the never keeps staring along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The waters in the seas are high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and all the sand castles have drowned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well does life get any better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More yesterday than today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I thought the sun would shine tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it rained . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7774658503289377087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7774658503289377087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7774658503289377087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/12/but-it-rained.html' title='but it rained...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6078802737331686646</id><published>2008-11-28T19:28:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T19:45:56.585+05:30</updated><title type='text'>sometimes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Not all who wander are lost!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been wandering... inside my head and outside my soul too! The hiatus is thus explained. Adding to it has been a stress injury to the right arm so been taking it easy as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kehte hain kabhi kabhi lafz nahi milte aur bas aankhen hi sab kuch bayaan kar deti hain... samajhiye ki is nacheez ke saath kuch aisa hi hua... the so called "work-life" balance had become extremely skewed (goes without saying in which direction) and a search for 'peace' is what she had embarked on. Well... lets just say when the people who matter most are there to support you, daanto you, pamper you and get you to figure your priorities... it's not a difficult battle at all. It's just that it's with yourself and your convoluted head has to learn to let go...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Add to that sprinklings of mini getaways, thele wala chinese, kadak adrak wali chai and a bewda bar and it's all the more easier! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aur fir in aankhon ki badmaashi aur muskurahat kab tak kho sakti hai?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;welcoming me back!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6078802737331686646?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6078802737331686646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6078802737331686646&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6078802737331686646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6078802737331686646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes.html' title='sometimes..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-686111731223842262</id><published>2008-10-07T01:49:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:08:07.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'>venting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;warning: true and complete ramble ahead!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she was wondering at the crimes against secularism... at how we wait for things to reach that last dangling bit and then take action... at how we call ourselves a free country when people are not free to follow their own religion... when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Maharastra&lt;/span&gt; is only for the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;marathi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;manush&lt;/span&gt;'... when Kashmir which is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; 'crown of India' (??) is in a state of unrest... when we publish 2 reports against the same man and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;vindicate&lt;/span&gt; him of a heinous crime... and of how we are not willing to give equal status to the men who don't bat an eyelid when it comes to their country... (the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; pay commission)! how we are willing to hamper progress (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nano&lt;/span&gt; project)... and through this all, all that's important is the nuclear deal? important enough that the media writes about the different pens that will be used at the 'signing ceremony' ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we write and we forget! i guess i will too.. i have just vented.. how long do you think this will irritate me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ and then it rained... she drove a while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;into&lt;/span&gt; the wild rain as various thoughts (some like those above.. some of more selfish origins) circled and settled... her inner whirlpool is eventually slowing down... it's a slow process.. she begins to look within and without... she quietens down.. slows her pace... takes a deep breath and wonders... wonders how even she reached the brink and had to let something called '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tendinitis&lt;/span&gt;' happen to her to slow down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why? why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; we find an equilibrium that won't oscillate so near to the tipping point? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(why can;t she play the drums again?) And why have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;why's&lt;/span&gt; always been so futile?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she figures she needs some more rain... she figures the silence needs to hold her as its own now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-686111731223842262?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/686111731223842262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=686111731223842262&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/686111731223842262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/686111731223842262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/10/venting.html' title='venting'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6930193875637907236</id><published>2008-09-29T13:29:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:30:52.565+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Karmic Rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The world has turned topsy turvy and life has gone from chaotic to crazy mad and yo yo driven! The aura's have started to feel wavy and jarred as well! It's looking like another weekend needed soon for her to run off and find her peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SOCK-bM1NRI/AAAAAAAAB24/7fQS_Vt9CJo/s320/chaos-theory-wallpaper.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251349970572096786" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- working hours: 10 am to 4 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- working weekends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- a project that is so red that its impossible to salvage? (sheer destruction! :) ) yet a try! (thus the working hours!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- a car that is now brown and not black (for want of a wash and want of time given the work hours!) I figure now is about the tim it needs a sticker which goes "Do not wash! Undergoing Scientific Dirt Test"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- a maid that's disappeared for 4 days now! (a home that's undergoing a dirt test as well!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- newspaper that has not come since the day the guy took the bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- electricity going off only at her place to be discovered at 2 AM coz that's the time she enters home! a night at a friend's and then running to the BESCOM on a working Sunday! It's a loose wire on the pole itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- talking work in her sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- weird dreams! v e r r y y weird dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- an ant attack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- an empty fridge... :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- loss of a debit card (now successfully blocked)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- a car accident in between as well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's alive! and it's time to go Hari Om! And she knows she needs it to rain now! (when it rains all of the chaos begins to settle.. its pretty much like the dust bits flying around and then rain on them settles em to the ground!) ~peace!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6930193875637907236?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6930193875637907236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6930193875637907236&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6930193875637907236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6930193875637907236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/09/karmic-rain.html' title='Karmic Rain!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SOCK-bM1NRI/AAAAAAAAB24/7fQS_Vt9CJo/s72-c/chaos-theory-wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4986029121970891940</id><published>2008-09-05T12:29:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:45:22.444+05:30</updated><title type='text'>adieu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/index.php?autocom=blog&amp;amp;blogid=4&amp;amp;showentry=40"&gt;A trip to Asia's Largest Monolith - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/index.php?autocom=blog&amp;amp;blogid=4&amp;amp;showentry=40"&gt;Savandurga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... a trek through the jungle to its top... being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minusculed&lt;/span&gt; by nature's magnanimity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Playful banter... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;packup&lt;/span&gt; in progress... birthdays... 'gifts'... hidden tears in the night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;78mm is shifting base to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saddi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dilli&lt;/span&gt;! It's been a tumultuous 4 months of having them around and being around them! The trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Savandurga&lt;/span&gt; was the grand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;announcement of the next big step and thereon they were packed up! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Saddi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gaddi&lt;/span&gt; managed to hold 7 people in it!! And here's a conversation that testifies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sanju&lt;/span&gt;: :D amazing the way that small little thing can hold so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ani&lt;/span&gt;: :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; it!!! it held 1 more on the way back to their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Sanju&lt;/span&gt;: i counted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; coming outta of it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Ani&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;jeet&lt;/span&gt; got into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dikki&lt;/span&gt;! yup 6 is rite... and then there were 7! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Sanju&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;rotfl&lt;/span&gt;! its like first a couple got out...then a few.....and THEN A FEW MORE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ani&lt;/span&gt;: ~grins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Sanju&lt;/span&gt;: i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ws&lt;/span&gt; like ~eyes popping out~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ani&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hee&lt;/span&gt;! :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;coffeee&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;gaddi&lt;/span&gt; thereon managed to hold 12 bags and 1 table and drop&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ped&lt;/span&gt; the adventurers to the station as they embarked on the next journey awaiting their dreams! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SMDf3OW2IlI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/FiFgjEXhAjI/s320/Image010.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242436106098975314" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SMDfAurl5SI/AAAAAAAAB2I/p77RzAhe5WY/s320/Image007.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435169883120930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~ she had no idea she would miss them (and him) so much already...! All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Bestest&lt;/span&gt; adventurers! Yours truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;continues&lt;/span&gt; to hold fort here! ,':o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4986029121970891940?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4986029121970891940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4986029121970891940&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4986029121970891940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4986029121970891940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/09/adieu.html' title='adieu...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SMDf3OW2IlI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/FiFgjEXhAjI/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5359908416812975158</id><published>2008-08-22T03:12:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-22T03:41:16.064+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Happenings! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lots has happened in her tiny lil world and she's barely had the time to let you all know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with the parental visit! Her whole so to say tabbar landed up in namma Bengaluru! Alongwith it came her new car! A Car that in 10 days has had it's 1st service and done 3300 kms! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SK3nZHAmZmI/AAAAAAAABzw/2UZFdemqgno/s1600-h/IMG_0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SK3nZHAmZmI/AAAAAAAABzw/2UZFdemqgno/s320/IMG_0551.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237096360266065506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parental visit came with more than the usual 'stress' of shaadi kar le syndrome! They almost found out about lucifer and it was tough to reclaim the situation! ~ close shave! It was followed by buy a bed syndrome.. to which the reaction in the end was a high pitched "NA BED CHAHIYE NA LADKA!!!" Shocked faces.. stunned silence...! Om.. ;) Respite was close at hand with the cutest most adorable bhanja ever! That smile and that naughty glint can win a gazillion hearts already!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the morning of 15th August through to the wee hours of the 17th... It was &lt;a href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/blog/insanetwit/index.php?showentry=36"&gt;a reunion of the college Band brahmaz Mistake and a trip into the wild with 78mm.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tumultuous week with all its trials and tribulations... with all its fun and jubilation..! It was the one moment that she can ideally describe as "Om Ashanti Ashanti"! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5359908416812975158?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5359908416812975158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5359908416812975158&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5359908416812975158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5359908416812975158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/08/happenings-d.html' title='The Happenings! :D'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SK3nZHAmZmI/AAAAAAAABzw/2UZFdemqgno/s72-c/IMG_0551.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5195354198658268029</id><published>2008-08-02T01:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:30:58.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Inspired!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This really inspired her... and she's been reading and re-reading it for days now! So she shares it with you: &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://home3.inet.tele.dk/stadil/spe_kc.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;Some Thoughts on the Real World by One Who Glimpsed It and Fled!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the rest of her doing a disappearing act... she can be found &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://78mmadventures.com/forums/index.php?autocom=blog&amp;amp;blogid=4&amp;amp;"&gt;"walking in the wild" out here&lt;/a&gt; these days! :) All in all, life's been eventful, she's found reasons's to celebrate with the one's she cares for and work's been keeping her tied up. She will write again soon... give her scattered brain time to settle down a wee lil bit! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5195354198658268029?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5195354198658268029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5195354198658268029&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5195354198658268029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5195354198658268029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-really-inspired-her.html' title='Inspired!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3237508689960114734</id><published>2008-07-13T20:32:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:29:31.784+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A toast... to the happy couple!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so she managed to get most of her to-do list in order and head to Raipur for the grand grand grand ceremony of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Bhankur weds Yediii'&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with a chaotic moment with her making it JIT to the station to catch her train from namma bengaluru to aamchi mumbai! The train journey.. hmm... interesting than most! Her jinx of the 'budhhe snoring uncle' was semi broken since he was accompanied by a 'jovial buddhi aunty' as well! :) And to say that she has done it all is an understatement! A kid (cute lukin one!) setting out to do an MBA was also part of the accompaniers and the 'single-serving' friends made for a happy, interesting conversation at least upto Pune! Beyond that is when she caught some sleeeeep!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail Kurla station.. the usual Bhasad and the search for a charging point as she waits for di to pick her up! Her super cute (understatement) bhanja and di manage to make it through mumbai traffic (such that there has never been in the city ever) and we camp out in Andheri at the Shoppers while waiting for it to be time for the next train to take her to Raipur! Well.. Mr. Cool Dude Bhanja was the centre of attention and we had a happy time! Time to get into the gaddi with the 'driver sahab' driving her back to Kurla station! TRAFFFICCC!!! accidents.. red lights.. traffic jams such that the driver sahab who has ben driving in mumbai for quite a few years now has never ever seen! Well.. 8:15 (20 odd mins before the train leaves aamchi mumbai - and the train starts from here!)and all they have moved is probably several inches in that life threatening jam! SOS call to Shekhar aka Mommy.. check for next morning flight tickets to Raipur.. budget 5k! Mommy is stunned but nevertheless is a sweetheart and does the needful. 8:40 (5 mins after scheduled time) - 'Driver sahab.. maan lijiye ki bilkul traffic na ho.. tab hum kitni duur hain?' A smile and a half later the reply she gets is 'tab bhi 15 mins to lagega!' She meekly says.. 'gaadi ghuma lijiye.. ghar chalte hain!' ~ And thus goes the story of how she missed her train!! Calls went to and fro to let the groom in waiting know of the disaster and he can only bellow into the phone! It takes some convincing and pacification as she explains she's still coming but now by flight! Reach di's place.. book flight tickets... leave wallet lying around! (now this is  a detail that you will refer back to sooooon!) and then settle down with Jeeju for an evening of exotic drinks! (lets not get into the details here... she doesnt want you guys to know the tankers that they can be!) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night finds them tullee, having patkoed all weird harkatein and dozed off.. the morning finds her hungover and just going through the motions of daily life to catch her flight! (~hopefully!) Breakfast doesnt go in at all... water also goes in in piddly drops! And then she heads back to the gaddi with the driver sahab all hopeful of them catching the flight! Well.. little did he know the jinx that she can be and soon came to the conclusion that the TJ's he's been seeing since the other day are all her doing! :D ~ grins and takes a bow! Run lola Run through Teminal 1 A without showing ID proof and barely get thru the security check when they announce boarding... but she needs coffee... Run to the coffee shop and scream 1 cappuccino only to scream..'cancel the order.. cancel the order!' Why u ask?! Why??!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Read this carefully&lt;/span&gt;.. "She has forgotten her wallet at home!" (home which is at least 2 hours away... and has a mere 10 bucks in her pocket!) and now go back to..'booked tickets and left wallet lying around!' :D So yet again.. "Bhankurrrr.... u have to have to have to pick me up from the airport!!!" And by now he can break his head somewhere! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first person account:&lt;br /&gt;Well.. lets just say I finally made it!! For some odd reason he took me via the picchwaade ka raasta! And then I was introduced to the family! :) Chacha's and chahchi's, Bua's, Masi, all the Sisters and all the Brothers! :) We took time opening up.. but once there I was family for them! And it felt sincerely amazingly warm!! From pestering me to dance.. to khilaoing the bachcha's khana... to actually dancing with me! :) I had the bestest time with my extended family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From endless trips to the parlor to get the bride looking stunningly beautiful... (with the first trip i guess I became the bridesmaid! and in the bride's words... her stress buster!) So I was one of the groom's bestest buddies and the bridesmaid rolled into one! Ever rushed a bride up to the waiting room after she's all dressed up and then rushed back to dance in the baraat and then rushed back up to escort her to the stage to be with her knight in shining armour?! (I had the driver puzzled... I had the bride's mom wondering where I am.. I had the groom's mom wondering ye barat me kyon nahi hai?! and I had the bride telling me 'go ani go' and the groom calling me up 'tu kahan hai?!') I guess i figured out the reason for the pichhwaade ka raasta.. Each time the bride would dress up, the groom would have instructions to be at the back door.. all the lady cared about was..'will he like me like this? am i lokkin good enough for him?' and each time..he wud thaamo his dil and fall in love with her all over again!! (umm.. each time = 3 times = for the engagemnt, wedding and reception!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then:&lt;br /&gt;As the ceremonies drew to a close she somehow was being looked for by both the groom's and the bride' family's for various things... :) She loved it! She was happy that she was around the bride's mom when the vidaai happened... (it's amazing how bride's find it in themselves to cry buckets! :D and it's even more amazing how the knight in shining armour stood by waiting for her to stop crying.. wanting to do just about anything to make it easier for her! :) The luv just sort of surrounded you!) She was happy to be a part of the families and of the wedding! She knows this is a moment she will treasure in her heart.. Maybe these relationships were silent... maybe she won't keep in touch... but the thread in her heart will stay! Forever.. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then again... Groom's mom as a parting note: 'Apni shaadi pe humko bulaogi na?!' She: 'Jab kabhi bhi karungi to pakka!' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;तो इस महफिल का हम हिस्सा हुए... ये महफिल शाम बनकर कहीं खो सी जायेगी.. पर इसके नगमे.. इसके नगमो से हम हर शाम थोड़ा मुस्कुरालेंगे! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3237508689960114734?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3237508689960114734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3237508689960114734&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3237508689960114734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3237508689960114734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/07/wedding-of-decade.html' title='A toast... to the happy couple!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2191498583003266358</id><published>2008-06-27T02:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-27T03:34:01.007+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Helllllpppp!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;do not look at the clock!! yes this was posted at a completely insane hour... and what if she told you she just took a break from work?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem! work has gotten hectic... it's totally Heck(ed) and Tick(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;) like a time bomb with the craziest deadlines/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;timelines&lt;/span&gt;/timezones!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her to do list has gone from and A4 sheet to a rolled parchment... and her her shopping list complements it too!! the only way she anticipates all of it will ever happen is if she makes it public property... so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. get duplicate copy of telephone bill (the smart babe that she is, she submits the original for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;reimbursements&lt;/span&gt;... and now she needs one for her car loan!! Sam: Wagon R Duo! ;) ) and also carry all docs to Office!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. book tickets to the play on Sunday.. 330 show. Talk to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Granpa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nity&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ruchi&lt;/span&gt; before doing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. meet up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Aba&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;KD&lt;/span&gt; for purposes which cannot be disclosed on this blog since the purpose is a surprise for someone who generally lands up here! (and no... its not a threesome! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sheesh&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. find out cost of something and report to folks sitting in the US to take a decision. (kinda related to 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. eat head for the ultimate plan (related to 3 and 4... i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; getting too elusive here!! just eat my head with the numbers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. and 3, 4 and 5 need to happen over the weekend at any cost!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. buy blue paint.. a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;painting&lt;/span&gt; stands incomplete for want of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. buy earrings, a decent lip color (or if everything fails pick up one from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;;s cupboard at the stopover in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mumbai&lt;/span&gt;.. :D )... for a wedding!! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; terrible at buying the jangly stuff!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8.  get something for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bhanja&lt;/span&gt; of mine! :))) the problem is to be able to choose what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;bhidao&lt;/span&gt; head for what to get for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bhanja's&lt;/span&gt; dad as well!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. get the travel charger for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. read through a 250 page document and figure out EVERY word of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;12. get something for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Jaanemann&lt;/span&gt;! (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Jaanemann&lt;/span&gt; is my girlfriend.. go figure!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13. follow the work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wali&lt;/span&gt; to do to the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;14. tell the gym instructor u wont make it till 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of the July!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15. get hair color done.. and get rid of all the other things that come along with being a woman that she needs to get rid of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16. take print outs of the tickets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17. breathe - eat - drink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;lotsa&lt;/span&gt; water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;18. book gas so that it comes by the time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; back in town!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;19. go to blossoms and find good stuff to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;timepass&lt;/span&gt; in the train with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;20. transfer all perishables to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;mishtha's&lt;/span&gt; fridge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21. pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22. work work and then some more work!&lt;br /&gt;23. learn to wear bengali sari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kindly do the needful and bug the life out of me!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2191498583003266358?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2191498583003266358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2191498583003266358&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2191498583003266358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2191498583003266358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/06/helllllpppp.html' title='Helllllpppp!!!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2495592679435147283</id><published>2008-06-23T18:55:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:42.144+05:30</updated><title type='text'>home....</title><content type='html'>and in a tough spot of your life you turn to mom and dad.. no matter what the differences.. no matter what the shaadi k naatak... you just know that u need dad's hugs and mom's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;parathas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dialling Dad:&lt;/span&gt; Hi Doll! How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :) good (hiding everything...). u sound busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yaa&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; call back sweetheart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; sure. luv u Dad. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dialling Mom:&lt;/span&gt; Hi! I see a lot of patients lining up.. I'll call back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :) cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dialling Di:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hiii&lt;/span&gt;!! I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;verry&lt;/span&gt; busy right now.. I'll call u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; ye? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mumma&lt;/span&gt; busy, papa busy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aap&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bhi&lt;/span&gt; busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; ~laughs! bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First one to call back Mom:&lt;/span&gt; Hi doll! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;chal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;raha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :) work from home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; long day yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;yuppp&lt;/span&gt;.... (without going into the details!)&lt;br /&gt;~ general chit chat about how things are.. about the car I'm planning to buy... all of that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kuch&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;khaya&lt;/span&gt;? (she never really asks me that... i guess she figures somehow that I'm not really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and have been eating junk food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ~sheepishly.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;maggi&lt;/span&gt;, bread jam... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;doodh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;piya&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sumthin&lt;/span&gt; green.. make &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt; a nice dinner &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ~ missing her bad! yup.. will. bye take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up Di calls and in the background I hear the happy sounds of my 8 months old Nephew!!!! :)) Makes my day always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wassup&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; PMS-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; oh no!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ho hum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;howz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Jeet&lt;/span&gt;? (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Jeet&lt;/span&gt; is Mr Knight in shining armour or as probably he would prefer it... demon in blood curdling darkness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; lets not even talk about the men in my life and their withdrawal symptoms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; shit! all snapping at each other?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; worse!&lt;br /&gt;and my darling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Pinky&lt;/span&gt; Singh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;urf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Shauya&lt;/span&gt; Veer lets out another few happy screams!! :)&lt;br /&gt;General chit chat again about work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;et&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; u have to come for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;bachchu's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Nov! u bet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; there! see he gets a guitar on his 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;.. what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;shud&lt;/span&gt; he get on his first??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di: &lt;/span&gt;Mom's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;givin&lt;/span&gt; him a cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me: &lt;/span&gt;Drum set! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Di:&lt;/span&gt; Thanks! (as sarcastically as possible!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Both:&lt;/span&gt; :D laughing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom calls again... by now I'm sure she's figured I need her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom: &lt;/span&gt;Medical rep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; gave me tea tree face wipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;smilin&lt;/span&gt; as much as I can... those are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;goood&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;keepin&lt;/span&gt; them for u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :) cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;sumthing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? (100% she knows!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; yup... luv u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's call came waiting while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;talkin&lt;/span&gt; to Mom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I call back:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Hiii&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; :) Hi!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;kaisi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt;? (he's always overjoyed to hear me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; mast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;hoon&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; u got the invoice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; yup.. will find out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; the loan and stuff tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;yaa&lt;/span&gt;.. once u send me the draft it takes me 3 weeks to process it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... so car by august looks like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; yup.. plan it like that! so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;u'll&lt;/span&gt; book my return flight tickets right? (and grinning!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;yuppp&lt;/span&gt;.. once u come here we shall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;seee&lt;/span&gt;!!! since I;m the one who's booking them! (dead give away.... now he also knows!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;mera&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;bachcha&lt;/span&gt;! bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;liya&lt;/span&gt;? (standing argument between us... i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;likethe&lt;/span&gt; mattress on the floor.. no i want you to have a bed... coffee toffee coffee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;rahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;hoon&lt;/span&gt;... bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;ved&lt;/span&gt; k &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;paise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;hain&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; i have 3 complaints.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; bed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;liya&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;apni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;foto&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;bheji&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;aur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;ladka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;pasand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;kiy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; Dad buying a car now! no money for the bed! I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;fotogenic&lt;/span&gt; and I'm buying a car now! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;ladka&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;Anshuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; mom married me and not a car!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ~both laughing now! You and mom were different dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88"&gt;Anshuuu&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; ~still grinning.. bye dad!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes it just gets lonely... u miss the banter... u miss hurling pillows at each other... following mom around the house just to talk to her... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89"&gt;pataoing&lt;/span&gt; dad to make you "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90"&gt;omlette&lt;/span&gt; bread chips"... fighting with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92"&gt;chindi&lt;/span&gt; things like '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93"&gt;u'll&lt;/span&gt; wear my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94"&gt;tshirt&lt;/span&gt; and make it loose!'... sometimes... u just miss them... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; so so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and presenting to you ladies and gentlemen... the dude who can make any damn one smile! Pinky Singh urf Shaurya Veer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SF-q1ju2ApI/AAAAAAAAA-I/mNlajCTaT2Q/s1600-h/18052008055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SF-q1ju2ApI/AAAAAAAAA-I/mNlajCTaT2Q/s320/18052008055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215074730619830930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2495592679435147283?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2495592679435147283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2495592679435147283&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2495592679435147283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2495592679435147283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-in-tough-spot-of-your-life-you-turn.html' title='home....'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SF-q1ju2ApI/AAAAAAAAA-I/mNlajCTaT2Q/s72-c/18052008055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6120661108051276874</id><published>2008-06-20T16:36:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:45:53.969+05:30</updated><title type='text'>oh rhymes and nick names!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;          yellos! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who: &lt;/span&gt;yello yellow...dirty fellow ...&lt;br /&gt;                  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;          blue blue polish my shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; red red ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;          susu in the bed! :D&lt;br /&gt;                  and green green kachrateen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; lolz...well i really dint think of susu...hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:   &lt;/span&gt;       :D hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; pink pink ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;          u stink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...i knew it was coming....and now when did u sniff ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;         :D i not a dog mister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; ok...let it be...lemme not get inot all that...&lt;br /&gt;                  kaise hain aap ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;         :D mast ekdum&lt;br /&gt;                 aap sunao&lt;br /&gt;                 ki haal chaal?&lt;br /&gt;                 vohi haddi n vohi khaal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who: &lt;/span&gt;haan...thodi charbi aa gayee hain in dino ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:   &lt;/span&gt;       :D fat man and robin?&lt;br /&gt;                 how much more prosperity do u wanna prove to the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; lolz...&lt;br /&gt;                  laziness...and not prosperity...anyways my doc is happy...bcoz she says i am underwt and shud put on another 7 more kgs...hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;         hmm... 'she'.. interesting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; haha...how predicatable...n cliched...aneesha gulati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:    &lt;/span&gt;       somethings dont change now do they! this is one of those!!!&lt;br /&gt;                  n wow!! its been ages since someone used my full name!!!!&lt;br /&gt;                  its gone down to motee / ani&lt;br /&gt;                  aneesha is slowly becoming too long for the office folks as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; why moti ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:  &lt;/span&gt;         oh that's like a "proper noun" as a friend says..&lt;br /&gt;                  i may lose how much ever weight i want but i will ALWAYS be MOTEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; moti as in pearl ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt;           and its motEE and not moti the dog ok?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:     &lt;/span&gt;      ~ now if u put it as a pearl.. :D&lt;br /&gt;                  hmm...!&lt;br /&gt;                  but nah! stil motEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; see ...u read me wrong.....aneesha...:-((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:   &lt;/span&gt;        ~ sheesh! stop using my full name! its freaking me out man!&lt;br /&gt;                  n i luv u old man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; ani sounds more like an angrez poodle...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Ani cringes at that one and lets it pass knowing that its a futile argument with the old man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  so wot do u want...ani, moti, motee...aneesha ?&lt;br /&gt;                  or gudiya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt;           watever happened to 'gudiya' ??&lt;br /&gt;                  :D u read my mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who: &lt;/span&gt;i try read ur mind...but kya kare...i run out of words...hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:  &lt;/span&gt;         wow!! itna golmaal hai??!!!! (and then i know of people who call me 'epitome of complexity!')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; naah not complex...its jus that one really cant read blank pages...jus stare at them...hehhehe...kora kagaz&lt;br /&gt;                      hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;            aaj subah se main hi mili kya??!!! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; haan yaar...coming to think of it...i have been kinda busy since morning...got up on the wrong side on my bed...and my bed is along the wall...then was late to work...rushed to a stupid presentation with the bankers...after that some interviews...EOD reached the gym to realise i dint bring my shorts...reached home pissed , emptyed my gym bag to see my shorts neatly tucked at the bottm...hehehehehe...its been one hellava day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani:   &lt;/span&gt;        :D hey! dont gimme competition in being jinxed ok?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;nut~who:&lt;/span&gt; its not jinx...mera bad luck hee kharab tha aaj ...&lt;br /&gt;                  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;          ~ wicked grin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6120661108051276874?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6120661108051276874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6120661108051276874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6120661108051276874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6120661108051276874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-rhymes-and-nick-names.html' title='oh rhymes and nick names!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8495646841339986160</id><published>2008-06-17T00:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-17T01:13:15.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In coversation with the quintessential Dada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ram ram! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haan.. how u&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kya kar rahe ho? apun mast&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;     &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bas 8:30 ko call hai uska wait kar rah hoon&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the travails of an IT industry employee with a US client.. work begins in the evening).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Aaj promottion list nikla. chk kar rah tha!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; sahiiiiiiiii! aap kahan pahunch gaya?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kahi nahi &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the travails of a BA in the IT industry.. or should I borrow a phrase from a friend and say the travails of a 'general category male candidate working with the IT Industry')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chat out"&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;:))) arrey aap tension kyon leta hai?!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;maine aaj tak tension liya hai&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt;   &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ye to point hai. jis din aapko tension hoega us din to tsunami earthquake  volcano sab saath me aayega&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aur batao&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;listen&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;listenao&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;     &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;one of these weekneds make some plan for konkan coast i can come from pune overnight&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;apun 3rd to 10th raipur ja rela hai&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;july na&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;konkan coast is not a 2 day trip&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;abhi kuch plan banao&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="salutation"&gt;Ani: &lt;/span&gt;its 3 days minimum inclusive of travel  time&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;arre ek jagah jao&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           yehi to problem hai&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haan ek hi jagah eg: Karwar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="salutation"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; see&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chat in"&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;           select one nice place&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           udhar jao&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           dont go for sight seeing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           bakwaas hai woh sab&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           ek chaadi daalo&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           aur beer lelo&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           beach pe soo jao&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           2 days&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           dont u see how these firngs spend time&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           in one place&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           thts the best holiday&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;&lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;click snaps&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           come back show it to friends&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           try n make them feel jealous&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;&lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;yehi hai apna holiday ka funda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;           need to change that&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;coming weekend to i am working anyways &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(so its not just the male candidates here now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. next  weekend ka kuch karte hain&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;abhi karna hi aaisa nahi&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           start thinking&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           something might happen&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="salutation"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; ji salute!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;u bar mite me&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           ddt &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(a name that took away all the syllables!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will come from mumbai&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;jeet jagrit rathore shekhar&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt;  &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yes&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           see&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           now u r talking&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anant sweekar nity ruchi&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;now u r shouting&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; hee hee hee&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;scream kaha gaya&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;abhi aur kaun?? baakii ka shaadi ho gaya  hai&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i now&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="msg Nth"&gt;           shaadi ho gaya&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ani:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 95, 255);"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; hee hee&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat in"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dada:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kaisa halat hoga unka&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="chat out"&gt; &lt;div class="msg 1st"&gt; &lt;div class="icon"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="salutation"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(n i im sooooo... dead after this!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8495646841339986160?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8495646841339986160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8495646841339986160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8495646841339986160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8495646841339986160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-coversation-with-quintessential-dada.html' title='In coversation with the quintessential Dada'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-253745691182635513</id><published>2008-06-16T22:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:52:46.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chaos as it reigns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;An incomplete painting stares at her... an inspiration tends to grip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; An obsessive compulsive cooking disorder..... and a desperate attempt to lose some weight beckons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Confusion abounds: Wagon R New vs 2nd Hand Jeep... vs even a cycle u know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Another tattoo she's been wishing for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; A wish list that extends from microwave safe baking dishes to plants she wants to grow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Scattered, cluttered.... Grinning at her own mess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-253745691182635513?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/253745691182635513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=253745691182635513&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/253745691182635513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/253745691182635513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/06/chaos-as-it-reigns.html' title='Chaos as it reigns'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5565605997287158809</id><published>2008-06-06T02:23:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:54:28.651+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stocked up fridge... canvases she can paint on... t-shirts she can mess with... wires... some cardboard... a swiss knife restored ;) .... a few crazy ideas in her head... a ladder she wants to get... a few pots to grow some stuff.. a lot of her willing to burst out and express itself in myriad ways...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" style="  background-color: #000033   ;border-color: #cccccc; color:#6666FF ; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px; padding:0px; border-width:1px; border-style:solid"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000033" width="130" height="180" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/guitar_test.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/68c37264-3334-4208-958a-55a850636bcc&amp;amp;theName=10 - Ode To Scooby Doo&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size:11px" valign="bottom" align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #6666FF" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/68c37264-3334-4208-958a-55a850636bcc/10---Ode-To-Scooby-Doo/?widget=flash_player_guitar"&gt;10 - Ode To Scooby...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5565605997287158809?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5565605997287158809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5565605997287158809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5565605997287158809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5565605997287158809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/06/stocked-up-fridge.html' title=''/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8408770877089889817</id><published>2008-05-23T16:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:34:00.608+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Paheli... !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Over the past few days this is what life has been like and the songs been a constant hum in the head! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/29P6tmF7ddQ&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/29P6tmF7ddQ&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's been crazy.. home's been a haven... friends have been the joy.. he has been the peace and there have been moments of quiescence.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8408770877089889817?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8408770877089889817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8408770877089889817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8408770877089889817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8408770877089889817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/05/paheli.html' title='Paheli... !'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3845187666853295704</id><published>2008-05-15T01:53:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:42.365+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Escaped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And she ran away for the weekend to a tiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; place to find herself! She's come back refreshed and with a new lease on life...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/aneesha.gulati/TheEscapade_HorsleyHills"&gt;These pictures tell her story like words could probably never! : The Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the song in her head can be found here: &lt;a href="http://plasticcreations.com/client/indianocean/showcase/audioclips/02_desert_rain/03_boll_weevil.mp3"&gt;Indian Ocean - Boll Weevil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SCvO_bPlDrI/AAAAAAAAA68/gXYPF9IKEzs/s1600-h/The+Escapade_Horsley+Hills+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SCvO_bPlDrI/AAAAAAAAA68/gXYPF9IKEzs/s200/The+Escapade_Horsley+Hills+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200477783769550514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let my thoughts run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;amok&lt;/span&gt;.. I let the world stand and stare... I let my spirit flow free and passionate.. I do whatever comes to my whimsy... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wield&lt;/span&gt; a brush if that's where my peace is... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wield&lt;/span&gt; a pen and let the feelings flow... I even wield a knife and invent in the kitchen... and when my spirit dictates it.. I dance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't feign my freedom... I am free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3845187666853295704?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3845187666853295704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3845187666853295704&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3845187666853295704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3845187666853295704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/05/escaped.html' title='Escaped!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SCvO_bPlDrI/AAAAAAAAA68/gXYPF9IKEzs/s72-c/The+Escapade_Horsley+Hills+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6849077225457812055</id><published>2008-05-02T01:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:42.734+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Soulflower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She wonders if you've wondered about the image of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soulflower&lt;/span&gt; on the blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... what does it means to her? It's an incomplete bud... it's surrounded by protrusions (thorns maybe?!) It's her soul... always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;searching&lt;/span&gt;... always feeling... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; ensconced... always free... sometimes silent... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;othertimes&lt;/span&gt; chaotic... sometimes dreaming... always observing... sometimes smiling... sometimes still..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soulflower&lt;/span&gt; has become a part of her... it's a tattoo now! Loads o thanks to 'Russell', the person who did the tattoo! Russell's studio has an aura all it's own. located in a silent sleepy part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kamanahalli&lt;/span&gt;, the studio is a artfully placed a few steps from a coconut tree in the centre of the road! With a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tibetan&lt;/span&gt; shawl as a curtain and a wall with an angel fairy rising from the flames... it mesmerized you the minute you walk in! The walls are his 'guestbook' with scrawls from all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; customers! You don't have a choice.. you will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; once you go to him!! A tattoo is yes not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;painless&lt;/span&gt;.. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; (agreeing with a wall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;scrawl&lt;/span&gt; here) less painful than getting eyebrow threaded! (n you have to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt; or totally kinky to know that pain!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lighting engineer for the concerts like Whitney Houston's.. Russell turned to tattooing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; he was bored with life! Got himself a motor, and other tools and built himself a tattoo drill! Lo and behold! Has 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tattoos&lt;/span&gt; of which several have been a self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;... and 1 is in progress... the description of the in progress.. 'a dragon... another dragon below it.. and castle in ruins... flames.. darkness...the entire landscape!' He knows his stuff so well that there's jus one word to describe him: "Brilliant!" (Thanks Russ! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the work of Art! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SBomw7Gk7vI/AAAAAAAAAXM/w-FUEFXkUzw/s1600-h/boo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SBomw7Gk7vI/AAAAAAAAAXM/w-FUEFXkUzw/s200/boo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195507742066142962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyFull" title="Justify Full" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 13);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Russell can be contacted at: 9845588748 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well.. the thereafter found her helping the Barwala move and setup house! It's a lovely place on the rooftop and for theirs to use for barbecues, beer and Floyd nights! :) She figures she was too much help coz by the end of it the market at the new place and the landlord all thought she was his 'wife!' (a voice inside her went meep.. double meep... meep meep and more meep!!!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6849077225457812055?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6849077225457812055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6849077225457812055&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6849077225457812055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6849077225457812055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/05/soulflower.html' title='Soulflower'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SBomw7Gk7vI/AAAAAAAAAXM/w-FUEFXkUzw/s72-c/boo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3257680852024585708</id><published>2008-04-25T09:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:54:48.578+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Home tweet Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so she shifted! :D With her mushtandas in tow helpin her out with the stuff that they say is definitly more than what a family also needs! And has had her vadda praa complaining that ur house needs cupboards first and then anythin else!! Through the narrowest of stairs, her stuff was carried by the mushtandas who were the left huffing and puffing (literally...! :D) She knows she would go pretty darned insane without the jing-bang around! (ahem! yes she is insane... jus not pretty darned yet!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifted into this tiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; 1&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bhk&lt;/span&gt; (1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hk&lt;/span&gt; actually!) which is one of those extra rooms that you have on the roof ! :) The rest of the terrace is hers to call her own! She finds herself sitting at the door most evenings and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; looking up to the sky to find the moon peeping from behind the palm trees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wakes up each morning to sunlight filtering through the curtains... she knows she's slept well... she can laze around for hours on end! She can read, she can paint... she can explore, feel and create!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sittin&lt;/span&gt;' on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Chewin&lt;/span&gt;' on a bone&lt;br /&gt;A thousand million&lt;br /&gt;Miles from home&lt;br /&gt;When Something hit me&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere right between the eyes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(it was Me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3257680852024585708?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3257680852024585708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3257680852024585708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3257680852024585708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3257680852024585708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/04/home-tweet-home.html' title='Home tweet Home!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1204906357250406867</id><published>2008-04-15T23:45:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-15T23:50:51.938+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The week this week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And as they celebrated the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Barwala's&lt;/span&gt; birthday with Scotch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sutta&lt;/span&gt; and (no 3rd S now!) a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zippo&lt;/span&gt; it was a lovely day! :) It's been a roller coaster week and weekend.... with a Monday off where the week went none of them knew... and then the weekend was this huge party of sorts this time!! After the weekend most of them were sleep deprived!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's moving house... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;biiig&lt;/span&gt; step in her life is the feeling! And the experience is teaching her lots with no mum and dad around to pamper her and put e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;verything&lt;/span&gt; in place for her... from finding the place to packing this up to setting the new one up.... the fridge, the address &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;transfers&lt;/span&gt;, the household stuff... the financials!!!! She knows she;s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;growing&lt;/span&gt; up! And some experience this is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She figures that's why she's sleepless! All she can think of is the big move! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This one's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ramble&lt;/span&gt; of what's going on in her life.... next post from new home probably!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv ya all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-1204906357250406867?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/1204906357250406867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=1204906357250406867&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1204906357250406867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1204906357250406867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/04/week-this-week.html' title='The week this week!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2823628507542461241</id><published>2008-04-05T00:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:44.650+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ethereal...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQPT74N3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZXTVD_7jHzo/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQPT74N3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZXTVD_7jHzo/s200/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185490613687564146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bike ride! (on the beast of em all!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a secluded beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ocean floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ripples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPaD74N0I/AAAAAAAAANk/tT_TNSkH8SU/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPaD74N0I/AAAAAAAAANk/tT_TNSkH8SU/s200/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185489698859530050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a walk to remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPID74NyI/AAAAAAAAANU/OXluQWGsoMI/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPID74NyI/AAAAAAAAANU/OXluQWGsoMI/s200/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185489389621884706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mangroves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPjz74N1I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jf25yeMm71s/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPjz74N1I/AAAAAAAAANs/Jf25yeMm71s/s200/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185489866363254610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a moment... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;shhh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams (nightmares?!).. shared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dhaabe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; chef! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a river dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dam still standing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPRT74NzI/AAAAAAAAANc/uszsTiwUuu8/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aPRT74NzI/AAAAAAAAANc/uszsTiwUuu8/s200/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185489548535674674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meandering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wandering souls! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;('a lost young petal wandering souls.. i see the dream you seek!')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dirt and grime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nature's own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;constipation?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aRWj74N7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZKrjaznBiuI/s1600-h/Image056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aRWj74N7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ZKrjaznBiuI/s200/Image056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185491837753243570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;connections...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;apparitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;foooooo&lt;/span&gt;..d!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebab and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haddi&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;luchi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aaloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hideaways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;travelogues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lives less ordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mumbai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aXEj74N8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/JTsxgyXfIsM/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aXEj74N8I/AAAAAAAAAOk/JTsxgyXfIsM/s200/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185498125585364930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taxi (aey hip hopper!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 32nd floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQyD74N5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lRKKP_Efeeo/s1600-h/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQyD74N5I/AAAAAAAAAOM/lRKKP_Efeeo/s200/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185491210688018322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soul searching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fire in his eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to know! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink... (pink &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;floyd&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pinky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;singh&lt;/span&gt; and pink walls!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her paintings on his walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random ramblings (as usual nay?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scribble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cafe universal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aP-j74N2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WXe8EHF8rr4/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aP-j74N2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/WXe8EHF8rr4/s200/Image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185490325924755298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tulleho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQdz74N4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/UE3QBztOvRk/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQdz74N4I/AAAAAAAAAOE/UE3QBztOvRk/s200/Image040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185490862795667330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fight club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notes to remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a code of conduct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fallouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sparkle in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song in her head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance in her step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big warm hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ma1ge_Lr5ME&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ma1ge_Lr5ME&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2823628507542461241?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2823628507542461241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2823628507542461241&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2823628507542461241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2823628507542461241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/04/ethereal.html' title='ethereal...!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/R_aQPT74N3I/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZXTVD_7jHzo/s72-c/Image032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4412128832803507841</id><published>2008-03-17T14:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:17:24.179+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Picture perfect!</title><content type='html'>:) Om Happiness Namah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: Friends, playful banter, beer, laughter! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extended Friday night: 2 hours sleep, a will to complete &lt;a href="http://insanetwit.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-do-you-see.html"&gt;the painting.. :)&lt;/a&gt; mission successful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Girlliiieeee! :))) Mish n Motee! Soulmates bond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extended Saturday: Mommy, Mish, Motee! Johnny Gaddar... gupshup! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: &lt;a href="http://ani-da-dhaba.blogspot.com/2008/03/crooking.html"&gt;The kitchen of heaven!&lt;/a&gt;  Happy cooking! Happy eaters! :) A vintage furniture shop... visions of a dream home! Friends, coffee and music! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4412128832803507841?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4412128832803507841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4412128832803507841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4412128832803507841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4412128832803507841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture perfect!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8965532178311034586</id><published>2008-03-09T00:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-09T00:50:04.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An exploration of sorts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shantaram&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she had picked it up for the first time it was the monsoons in Bangalore and she had started exploring this new city! She related to the book on most every page... her immediate reaction, 'i wish i had written this book!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she let the last pages of the book slip between her thoughts and fingers she realized that this was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;infact&lt;/span&gt; an extreme version of all our stories.. life takes us various ways... how we deal with them, how we get weak, how we come out strong, how we sail and how we float, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt; we dream and how we give up... how belief finds us.. how we change... how life encompasses us and how we find in it the answers to our various questions...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just has this to say, "I’ve never been so lost...so confused.... so ambitious.... so restless.... so volatile.... so weak.... so fat...so juvenile...so smug.... so full of joy.... so wanderlust.... so bewildered.... so detached...so lazy....so stoned........" - attributed to Motuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) mood is yes pondering and thoughtful.. but anyways... work has changed a whole lot and dealing with it is taking its toll... meanwhile there's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;painting&lt;/span&gt; waiting to be completed and a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;incompletes&lt;/span&gt; also begging to have their way found..! plan to get around to those this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was special was finding a new friend and getting closer to an old one... :) A walk together and a few crazy conversations... with her singing a range of songs from 'oasis' to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aasamaan&lt;/span&gt; me... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;laakhon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;taare&lt;/span&gt;!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice week people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8965532178311034586?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8965532178311034586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8965532178311034586&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8965532178311034586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8965532178311034586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/03/exploration-of-sorts.html' title='An exploration of sorts...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-753006211966629383</id><published>2008-02-23T14:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-23T14:44:25.379+05:30</updated><title type='text'>moksha?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She thinks she'll pick up her paintbrush again today... she's revamping her playlists and her cupboard's a mess!!!! She's feelin lazy as heck and refuses to even crawl out of bed... so she tugs at the curtain and lets the sunlight touch her face as she dozes back to sleep again...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon sets to early evening and she makes herself a cup of creamy coffee... for after all.. "there are only two refuges from the miseries of life... coffee and music!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-753006211966629383?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/753006211966629383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=753006211966629383&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/753006211966629383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/753006211966629383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/02/moksha.html' title='moksha?!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6180688288216690517</id><published>2008-02-16T02:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:39:57.631+05:30</updated><title type='text'>seashell stories!</title><content type='html'>inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;profane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pearl drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guitar strings &amp;amp; drum sticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waving to an airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shine on (no crazy diamonds here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen vs hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mindless rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottled.. (water? emotions?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'floppy' the duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;om shanti shanti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6180688288216690517?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6180688288216690517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6180688288216690517&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6180688288216690517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6180688288216690517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/02/seashell-stories.html' title='seashell stories!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5182743083926087746</id><published>2008-02-04T23:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:29:14.558+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Karma..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then there are times when you just see into another person's eyes and you know the goodness... there are also those moments when you look into their eyes and the insides of you squirm and say..'shit i can't do this to you!'... it's all about that one feeling that gags you! (for the better or for the worse..) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk down the street and the innocent eyes of a li'l girl selling roses just does something to you and you end up buying a dozen from her! (Her name was Shanti... :) and she had the cutest most innocent smile she had ever seen! It made her smile... and the warmth still stays...) And it's this other li'l guy with a wilted rose in his hands goin..'please buy this one lil flower from me too.. please!' You just shrug your shoulders give him a smile and buy his rose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's a lil nephew's photograph with a smile tat says, 'right at you!' The cute li'l kid is growin up soooo fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's this strange shaped huge coffee mug where you know the coffee gets cold by the time you're through with it... but it's strangely comforting! (it's what you always wanted!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this painting that's the voice of your soul... it's this book that you've been reading in a cozy li'l corner of your room... it's the aaloo parathas you end up cooking for a hungry friend who then goes into a trance everytime he talks about them ;)... it's about your boyfriend saying to you what you always wanted to hear... it's just that right song playing on your system... and it's you dancing careless and free in confines of your room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Karma.. and it's flights that your soul takes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is the flights that my soul takes... how long could I stay away..?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I dunno how frequent I'll be... But I will be here more often than not!... Yes.. it's also this coming back to life crazy feelin!)  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5182743083926087746?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5182743083926087746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5182743083926087746&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5182743083926087746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5182743083926087746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2008/02/karma.html' title='Karma..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1728673531456268555</id><published>2007-12-09T03:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-04T23:30:29.647+05:30</updated><title type='text'>She is now here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://insanetwit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Figments of Fragmental Insanity!&lt;/a&gt; is where you will also find her now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-1728673531456268555?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/1728673531456268555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=1728673531456268555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1728673531456268555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1728673531456268555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/12/she-is-now-here.html' title='She is now here!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-961912377800175926</id><published>2007-10-28T10:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:58:06.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Curtains...</title><content type='html'>159 posts... 5 drafts... And a big Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zNKJgAd_hyw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zNKJgAd_hyw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;That's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-961912377800175926?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/961912377800175926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=961912377800175926&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/961912377800175926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/961912377800175926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/10/158-posts.html' title='Curtains...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4640179440322674487</id><published>2007-10-20T10:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-20T11:28:57.389+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Of sirens and P's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a nice peaceful Saturday Morning.. she has been lulled to sleep the night before by the tunes of 'His' beautiful girlfriend (his black beauty, his guitar!)  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day (long week actually) where she's perpetually been on the phone half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wishin&lt;/span&gt; her ears were some kind of crazy phone attachments which would automatically produce from her voice box, 'Hi! How are you today?' and 'Have a nice day!' :D Well.. I digress... It's a nice peaceful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; morning and she's happily lazing around when out of the blue this machine she calls her laptop starts giving out the siren of an ambulance! IT IS NOT FUNNY! I MEAN AN AMBULANCE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SIREN&lt;/span&gt; FROM THE LAPTOP WHEN I SAY IT! It jolts her right up... once she figures out it's her laptop, she figures it's about to explode.. Her only thought.. 'damn! It's too close to the speakers! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want those blown up!' So she manages to somehow (just don't ask how) shut off the siren and slip back into dreamy land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for dreamland! Ting Tong goes the damn doorbell! (Its too loud for its own good. It shall self destruct soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had just gotten back into bed after dealing with the previous ting tong! There it goes again, this time more insistently.. (Ting Ting Ta Tong Ting Tong!) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ohk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ohk&lt;/span&gt; I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cmin&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that dreamland is a faraway thought and she's writing this blog all bleary eyed wishing to doze off again! But sleep evades her and she decides to take up the letter 'P' bestowed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;upon&lt;/span&gt; her by &lt;a href="http://shrads-m.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Shraddha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INSTRUCTIONS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Comment and I'll give you a letter.&lt;br /&gt;- You have to list &lt;strike&gt;10&lt;/strike&gt; 5 things you love that begin with that letter.&lt;br /&gt;- Afterwards, post this in your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a P here! (She's trying sanity to prevent this blog from being blocked due to objectionable content but she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; seem to think straight!) Trying Trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Potatoes&lt;/span&gt; - She has to have a stock of them in her house for all kinds of food emergencies! (Spoken like a true foodie she knows!) And then they are good for an emergency fix of weird looking eyes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Piranha&lt;/span&gt; - Now this just came into her head! Talk about having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nutsy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt;! N she decided to do a googly on this one. This is what we have people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;small voraciously carnivorous freshwater fishes of South America that attack and destroy living &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;The piranhas or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pirañas&lt;/span&gt; are a group of carnivorous freshwater fish living in South American rivers. In Venezuelan rivers they are called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;caribes&lt;/span&gt;. ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Piranha" (from the album I Am an Elastic Firecracker) is possibly the most widely played, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;commerically&lt;/span&gt; successful, song by Dallas, Texas, rock band Tripping Daisy. "Piranha" was written by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;frontman&lt;/span&gt; Tim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;DeLaughter&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piranha was a Jaws spoof directed by Joe Dante and produced by Roger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Corman&lt;/span&gt; in 1978. Universal Studios tried to stop the film from being released (because of its satirizing of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Universal's&lt;/span&gt; Jaws films), but Steven Spielberg saw the film in advance and liked it. ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piranha is the brand name of a carbonated energy drink developed by and manufactured for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;EAS&lt;/span&gt; throughout the world. Piranha comes in 250-252 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mL&lt;/span&gt; cans (depending on country of origin) and comes in a variety of flavors including Fruit Punch, Lemon, Watermelon, Sour Apple and Orange Pineapple. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piranha (1995) is a remake of the original 1978 horror movie Piranha. Directed by Scott P. Levy, it was met with little praise from critics. The film is also known by the name Roger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Corman&lt;/span&gt; Presents Piranha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pink Pajamas!&lt;/span&gt; :))) Yeah yeah yeah! She could have just said Pajamas, why do they have to be pink? Somehow, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sumwhere&lt;/span&gt; in the deep insides of quirky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; her, pajamas just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;hafta&lt;/span&gt; to be Pink! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasta:&lt;/span&gt; :) She needs breakfast! All she can think of is food! Pasta happens to be a staple diet of sorts at this home away from home! Come from office, too tired, easy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;shmeasy&lt;/span&gt; Pasta in a jiffy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's four done. she tries hard to not make the last P about food! N it's not! :)&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;P for Pins!&lt;/span&gt; She's an ace at losing them!! Safety pins, board pins, paper pins, paper clips, she just loses them all! So when through the crazy powers vested in her, she manages to 'find' one instead of losing it it's a eureka moment of sorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D So much for a P! Now she's gotta go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4640179440322674487?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4640179440322674487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4640179440322674487&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4640179440322674487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4640179440322674487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/10/of-sirens-and-ps.html' title='Of sirens and P&apos;s!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6284505722948657088</id><published>2007-10-15T15:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:57:00.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'>last few days... :)</title><content type='html'>Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cycus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry cheese cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puff of smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloud - white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel (of harlem?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cushions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakes! (yup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Airplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jitters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6284505722948657088?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6284505722948657088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6284505722948657088&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6284505722948657088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6284505722948657088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-few-days.html' title='last few days... :)'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5003040282845566134</id><published>2007-10-09T17:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-09T17:43:50.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A warm aura!</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span&gt;थकी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;थकी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;सी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शाम&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;फिर&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जवान&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;होने&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;लगी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;उजालों&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ने&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;चुराए&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हैं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;रात&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;के&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;सब&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;निशाँ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;अभी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;अभी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;जिन्दगी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;उड़&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;रही&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;बनके&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;धुआं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;धुआं&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;कल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मिले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ना&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मिले&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;क्या&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पता&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कल&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कहॉ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;सवारूं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;तुझे&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;के&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;जीलूं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;मैं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ये&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;लम्हा&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"हसरतें&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;थीं&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;किसी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कि&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;किसी&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;कि&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;ना&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;हो&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;गयी&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;आसमान&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;से&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;उतरता&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;शोर&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span&gt;चमक&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;रह&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;है&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पोर&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;पोर&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fragments from this song... sort of been playing in my head! :) As for the purpose - it's there nice and clear! Got a lot of answers... be happy.. be free.. follow your dreams... My Purpose Ladies and Gentlemen is 'To Jus Be Me!'  - to be the crazy-nutheaded-hidimbic-female form who luvs to light up with a smile at the drop of a hat and to be able to spread some of that around! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5003040282845566134?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5003040282845566134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5003040282845566134&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5003040282845566134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5003040282845566134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/10/warm-aura.html' title='A warm aura!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8486098902301908034</id><published>2007-10-07T03:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-07T04:11:27.320+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Miss ya Mum n Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And it's a life that goes on all night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running... chasing... traveling... aimed at what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes its a li'l too often now these days that I throw up the question of  "purpose"!! And then I say to myself, 'let your purpose find you!'! But that's started to feel kinda hollow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's someone who said to me, 'thy sole purpose in life is to earn more beer money!' :D (now there is a point there!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. you ask why all of this again today? Well.. chat with a friend... The beer money concept doesn't apply to him.. he's a teetotaler! So he's quite lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one song that comes to mind when I think of this question is Brad Paisley's 'When you find yourself' from the soundtrack of the movie Cars! (also found a video of it with Spirit, Stallion of the Cimmaron!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this time round, I sort of see my purpose in a more human form... will not put it into words here yet 'coz am letting it float around me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given that... the Video from Spirit is more relevant here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YvpxJN_2OvQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YvpxJN_2OvQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. its one of the few posts in the first person... I'm ok! Jus need Dad's big bear hug I guess! :) Mum Dad cmin on the 11th! ,':o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8486098902301908034?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8486098902301908034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8486098902301908034&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8486098902301908034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8486098902301908034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/10/miss-ya-mum-n-dad.html' title='Miss ya Mum n Dad!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5001045714232520636</id><published>2007-10-02T22:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-02T23:14:41.342+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Serenity of sorts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, lets keep the silence unexplained and move on with the LOTS that has happened! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;topsy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;turvy&lt;/span&gt; world and then she happens to it! Result: :D Try and imagine it! The week went by without much ado... her space in the kitchen has been reclaimed! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;... peace! It was under threat yet again this evening when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flattie&lt;/span&gt; announced she wanted a cook! But through mutual discussion that decision has been shelved and peace reigns yet again! ~Relieved sigh! (even He was horrified at the idea... !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great Dinosaur lover aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt; has been thinking about them way too much off late and this DVD of movies (not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dino&lt;/span&gt; ones) it so turns out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; to be Dino movies when they start playing it at home! Tortured, Grandpa turns to tell her about it and she has the laugh of her life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt; also managed to drag her n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Granpa&lt;/span&gt; to a "Peace March" on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HOLIDAYY&lt;/span&gt;!!!! And then he's the one who ends up needing a smoke, a drink and a leak! (~after this it'll be my ghost posting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly gets herself a new phone and decides to jinx that as well... its charging and then it decides to switch off! Mercifully the 10 grand she spent on it had some effect and it came back to life again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets a bunch of orchids worth 1 whole grand delivered to someone! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Looooo&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ong&lt;/span&gt; story here! But it was so whacked out, it needed a mention here! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spends a lovely weekend cooking and then shopping with girlfriends!! :) Yes, nothing more needs to be said! Weekend-Girls-Shopping!! And the day comes to a beautiful close with a piping hot Cafe Mocha! (Not without leaving stinker feedback for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;CCD&lt;/span&gt;!!) :D ~the critic in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;virgo&lt;/span&gt; always rejoices in such moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she spends a nice afternoon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; evening lazy bumming! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lazybum&lt;/span&gt; Nirvana! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;adhoc&lt;/span&gt; post... thoughts have been flowing around... they shall come together soon and make more sense! :) Till then, she's yours to torment and tolerate!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5001045714232520636?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5001045714232520636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5001045714232520636&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5001045714232520636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5001045714232520636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/10/serenity-of-sorts.html' title='Serenity of sorts!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7171084897059243501</id><published>2007-09-25T07:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:15:45.628+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Silence..</title><content type='html'>Unexplained....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7171084897059243501?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7171084897059243501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7171084897059243501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7171084897059243501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7171084897059243501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/09/silence.html' title='Silence..'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2703910122489161472</id><published>2007-09-22T04:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-22T05:49:51.643+05:30</updated><title type='text'>On my mind... In my heart...</title><content type='html'>The visuals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chaotic sky... tufts of grey clouds spread all over.. leading into each other, breaking, crashing! Dusk...  Beyond... a clear blue sky.. peace! Perfection: entropy and placidity! a warm pink flush all over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge waves rising and dancing to create an image like the Stonehenge having a war dance of sorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A purple moon.. flames engulfing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the rest of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(204, 0, 255); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/guitar_test.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/5c8c2e46-a9d6-492b-bdf8-78aae46343c0&amp;amp;theName=Silk Route - Boondein&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="180" width="130"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 255);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/5c8c2e46-a9d6-492b-bdf8-78aae46343c0/Silk-Route---Boondein/?widget=flash_player_guitar"&gt;Silk Route - Boond...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(204, 0, 255); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/chello.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/df539f44-3ef2-4fcf-9816-ab971ad57cea&amp;amp;theName=Maula Mere Le Le Meri Jaan - Chak De India 2007 - Krishna &amp;amp; Salim Merchant&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="185" width="108"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 255);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/df539f44-3ef2-4fcf-9816-ab971ad57cea/Maula-Mere-Le-Le-Meri-Jaan---Chak-De-India-2007---Krishna--Salim-Merchant/?widget=flash_player_chello"&gt;Maula Mere Le Le M...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); padding: 0px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: rgb(204, 0, 255); font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000000" src="http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/drums.swf" flashvars="autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/b314f082-3b90-43ab-8951-e54166b43dde&amp;amp;theName=Indian Ocean - Euphoria&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://res0.esnips.com/escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="168" width="172"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 11px;" align="center" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 255);" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/b314f082-3b90-43ab-8951-e54166b43dde/Indian-Ocean---Euphoria/?widget=flash_player_drums"&gt;Indian Ocean - Eup...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lTiFKnLifCU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lTiFKnLifCU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) So long! Till then... Shine on you crazy diamond!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2703910122489161472?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2703910122489161472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2703910122489161472&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2703910122489161472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2703910122489161472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-my-mind-in-my-heart.html' title='On my mind... In my heart...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7271693283065830828</id><published>2007-09-16T19:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:23:58.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;will i live?&lt;br /&gt;will i die?&lt;br /&gt;will my life be just a speck in the rye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where will my soul go after the body disappears?&lt;br /&gt;will it be in peace or will it still search?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there a purpose?&lt;br /&gt;is there a dream?&lt;br /&gt;what is the dream?&lt;br /&gt;where does it reach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it touch the sky?&lt;br /&gt;does it change something in me?&lt;br /&gt;does it bring me closer to where i want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do i want to be?&lt;br /&gt;in my head or around the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quiescence&lt;/span&gt; today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wherez&lt;/span&gt; the noise that hides this litany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;litany&lt;/span&gt;? or a voice of the soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how high? how hollow?&lt;br /&gt;how low? how steep?&lt;br /&gt;will i surrender?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surrender to what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haunted&lt;/span&gt;.... ??&lt;br /&gt;madness... ??&lt;br /&gt;chaotic optimism??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishes tears smiles superficiality??&lt;br /&gt;are we truly happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illusions? how many??&lt;br /&gt;shattered...? now or later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is life a maze &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a puzzle&lt;/span&gt; a dream?&lt;br /&gt;am i human?&lt;br /&gt;am i mean?&lt;br /&gt;am i insane?&lt;br /&gt;am i wild?&lt;br /&gt;am i perturbed?&lt;br /&gt;am i crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again... how does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;(and therez not a single why!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(left indented for a purpose... centre jus felt to artificial...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - the post on Barwala has an addendum attached! and pllllllleeeeeaaaassseeee go to his blog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7271693283065830828?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7271693283065830828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7271693283065830828&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7271693283065830828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7271693283065830828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7474613976430560561</id><published>2007-09-08T23:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-16T20:18:30.483+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Barwala!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This one had to be for him!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much do they go back?! Frankly not much! She's known him since college... the sleepyhead with the doped look and carrying a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hanky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; around (all crumpled and stuffed into some pocket some where! )... Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hanky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u ask?! He invariably had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stuffed&lt;/span&gt; up nose... in moments when he would actually wake up in class, he would pull out his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hankaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (too huge to be called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hanky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and then proceed to blow his innermost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;congestion's&lt;/span&gt; onto it and then recede back into dreamland! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His face turns the reddest when he bites into a green chilly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;inadvertently&lt;/span&gt;! He's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; fine with the red variety... but even an impotent green one can also bring tears to his eyes and make him red in the face while warranting the use of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hankaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again! He'll then give u a cute sheepish smile which is capable enough of touching your heart and lighting up something inside! It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the cutest smile in the whole wide world and she never tires of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tellin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; him that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottomless pit that she loves to cook for! :) He'll appreciate it verbally.. but to see him eat what you've cooked is reward! Then you really know by his expressions that he's really really liked it and there is no greater reward than seeing the whole meal polished off! It makes you want to cook!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His one wish... to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;talli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; once in his life! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bottomless&lt;/span&gt; pit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;funda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; applies here as well! :) He's a 'Well' of sorts! Gets happy but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; get drunk! He's taken care of her and made sure she's home safe n sound after they've partied! And yes... this the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;whoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; certified &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bewdi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she is! :DD Smokes like a chimney too and then reminds her of him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they smoke the same brand! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've shared a few heartfelt moments in our friendship... he's bared his heart to her and she to him... he keeps her off caffeine like a hawk! And he treats her like this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl sometimes... :) She loves the attention and pampering!! :DD (And she's sure she's the only female who got him to tie a crepe bandage for her in office with 2 others wondering whats wrong with these two at 10 in the morning??!! Why do they want to tie a crepe bandage here n now?!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can bug him no end, trouble him and tease him and he'll show her tat smile of his! :) His latest rant is he needs to start exercising soon.... (she sighs!) how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; character with each bone on his frame spelling "lazy" in bold capitals is gonna start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tat is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she still cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;fathom&lt;/span&gt;! He keeps &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he needs to lose weight but then they'll either have beer, or eat out or she'll make pasta at home, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;parathas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for that matter and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be that!!! :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes well... (actually the next statement that she' gonna make will she's sure bring that smile on is face and make him blush...), whatever he does he does really well! (it'&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the lazybones that get in the way a lot of times!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one guy who wore "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;havai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;chappal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" with formal clothes for feeling too lazy to hunt for the shoes first and then the socks and then tying em up!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend, guide, person with fatherly aura, a guy without whom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt; and work would be difficult, a guy who keeps her sane by hearing her out every now and then,.... and if she's not talking then gets her a beer and says, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now tell me!' :D Sanity keeper... and I have to mention this again... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;man with&lt;/span&gt; the cutest smile in the whole wide universe!!!!! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stop scratching your head and wondering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;why a&lt;/span&gt; whole post dedicated to him... ! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;lazybum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sort of inspired her to write about him!) :D yeah i can see tat puzzled look now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Addendum: Loads o additions here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of a link to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Barwala's&lt;/span&gt; blog: &lt;a href="http://barwala-randomramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Random ramblings&lt;/a&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; he calls it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's also the crazy nut who can spend all day at home watching Dinosaur Documentaries and then tell us in lots of detail about them!!! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;............ dead after he reads this!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's an awful teacher when it comes to teaching you how to smoke for the first time! And yes he is capable of lighting up a smoke with the gas... but not directly.. (it spoils the flavor u see!!) :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ah yes! How this missed mention here is a matter of national interest! He's the one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;suttafied &lt;/span&gt; creature who can pick up a smoke lying on the beach... (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;drenched&lt;/span&gt; n soaked in ocean salts for how many days weeks months!.. walked on by people.. shitted on by wild creatures!) and smoking it halfway through only to be disappointed and exclaim, 'it's a bit too salty!' :-o&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;:D More posts will follow only if I'm allowed to be alive after this one!!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Therez&lt;/span&gt; a baby lizard in her room right now and she's contemplating her first murder!!! She's shit scared... but she's contemplating it!! (Refer: &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2006/11/lizardventure.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Lizardventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!) And she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt; and his death defying hand on Mite's floaters to kill two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;humongous&lt;/span&gt; creepy spiders on our &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/pondicherry-maadi.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Pondicherry&lt;/span&gt; trip&lt;/a&gt;! ~sigh! saviours are never around when you need them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7474613976430560561?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7474613976430560561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7474613976430560561&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7474613976430560561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7474613976430560561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/09/barwala.html' title='Barwala!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2541265182720496742</id><published>2007-09-05T00:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:27:05.812+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tagged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - Players, you must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of their middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - When you are tagged you need to write your own blog-post containing your own middle name game facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - At the end of your blog-post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ok  - So Rajeev tagged me! Well timed tag.. was in the mood to update the blog, so u'll see 3 new posts! :D lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Middle Name: That's a no brainer! It has to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;JINXED!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; - Lets start with the name itself! J for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jinxed!&lt;/span&gt; I'm as jinxed as can be... more so around technology! I have to touch it and it malfunctions!! It's kinda maddening, but yeah heartening to know that machines can't get the better of me! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Inches!&lt;/span&gt; Those on my waist! I need to lose those beery inches around my waist! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;naughtyspark&lt;/span&gt;.blogspot.com! (need I say more here?!) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; - tough one! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;xylophone?!!&lt;/span&gt; Drums are closer to heart... like to play.. very amateurish, but like to nonetheless! Gimme a good drumbeat and the see the magic! It's an instant pick me up!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;eggs!&lt;/span&gt; they are a staple diet now! what with barely managing to get ready in time to catch the office bus! Quick, easy and loads o variety!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; - nopes not the drums here! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt; instead! The ones you see with your eyes open! :) I sort of thrive on my many myriad dreams.... it's a whole world out there that in it's magic and beckoning keeps your spirits lifted!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Hmm... who do I tag now?! picking people with the same alphabets is near impossible! So I'll pick the same number as the number of alphabets! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The 6 people I tag are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - &lt;a href="http://barwala-randomramblings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Barwala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - &lt;a href="http://adventuresofatraveller.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - &lt;a href="http://justkeepsakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arpz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - &lt;a href="http://kayleesmylife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaylee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - &lt;a href="http://hither-tither.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sam&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; - &lt;a href="http://geekydood.wordpress.com/"&gt;Sangfroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:))) Aneesha 'Jinxed' Gulati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2541265182720496742?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2541265182720496742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2541265182720496742&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2541265182720496742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2541265182720496742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-are-rules-players-you-must-list.html' title='Tagged!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5154415837304872740</id><published>2007-09-04T23:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:39:25.325+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Random Ramblings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We move steadily into the whirlpool of machines creating a jam on the streets and in the wires... Dehumanized yet? Some of us maybe... She? :0) ~Laughs! She's jinxed remember! The day the wrath of machines becomes greater than the suffering she can cause to 'em is when she'll let out a sigh and nod... Until then folks, the battle wages! They try and she smiles with a naughty glint in her eyes and says, 'bring it on!!!' :)&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stormy lies a heart.. virtual dreams... wrecked by a tempest... quaked by the sea... Disillusioned? Nay! relenting maybe! To each his own and to each his sin... sin, crime, felony, bondage; It craves its freedom! An undying death... a vision unclear... a wish unfulfilled... the path - lucid! And the eyes - crystal!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5154415837304872740?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5154415837304872740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5154415837304872740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5154415837304872740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5154415837304872740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/09/random-ramblings.html' title='Random Ramblings!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7400924249929113857</id><published>2007-08-19T13:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-19T13:28:47.147+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunday bloody sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a beautiful sunshiny day.... she's had a good 8 hours of sleep when her twiddly eyes open and she's thirsty! In that moment she figures that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;maid'll&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cme&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; an hour so she dips in clothes that she needs washed and cozily snuggles back into bed just for the heck of lazing around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for lazing around!!!! The maid doesn't turn up... there's no water in the house! (Thankfully she finished her morning ablutions during the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wakey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wakey&lt;/span&gt;!.... Thank God fer small mercies!) And yes... there will be no water in the house till tomorrow afternoon! (Stop laughing!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes down with loads of empty buckets.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;roomies&lt;/span&gt; fight with secretary... there's mercifully one tap &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;downstairs&lt;/span&gt; which has water.... stand in line and fill up the buckets and trudge back with them up to the third floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cellphone decides to act funny and starts switching on and off of its own accord! And the lights decide to start flickering as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her laptop has gone into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hibernation&lt;/span&gt; so the music stops &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;playin&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cancels the dinner she was hosting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt;...  all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bartans (bole to vessels)&lt;/span&gt; are dirty and  there's no maid and there's no water!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her cooker has also lost it's safety valve... (but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; a whole other story!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Jinxed right? And herein are linked all the other posts where havoc has been wreaked on her:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/04/jinxed.html"&gt;Jinxed!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/typical-twilight-neath-magnolia.html"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; more jinxed! (the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;penultimate&lt;/span&gt; paragraph!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/save-me.html"&gt;Some more jinxes!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Cheers people! And it's exactly 1:25 pm! The day's only just begun!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7400924249929113857?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7400924249929113857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7400924249929113857&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7400924249929113857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7400924249929113857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunday-bloody-sunday.html' title='Sunday bloody sunday!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2496176808938440693</id><published>2007-08-18T15:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-18T17:13:42.266+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Float... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a crazy mixed up world you know! And then you go find your peace in some crazy corner and can actually hear the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;muzik&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been eventful! She met 'his' elder brother and they hit off amazingly well! It was an instant connection of sorts... But these two as diametrically opposite as siblings can be! Only the way they talk is the same, the rest of it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;...................... different, so different that the minute he settled down, she n Mite rushed into the kitchen n stared at each other with shocked expressions!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. it was amazing meeting up with him! :) &lt;a href="http://anidadhaba.wordpress.com/2007/08/17/independence-day/"&gt;The afternoon that we spent is detailed here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else you ask? The to-do got complete... works &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt; done, she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt; over to meet him next weekend so she's counting days now! :) Still got an exam filled week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the crux of whatever she's rambling in this post is that there are a gazillion things on her mind right now, another gazillion that she needs to get done probably... but she's unperturbed! she's learning to float... she falters off n on... but hey! It's fun! Head up, smile on her face, twinkle in her eyes and she knows that it'll all happen in its own time! One by one, bit by bit, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; she's relinquishing control... she's letting herself breathe... chaos is crazy, but crazy is fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2496176808938440693?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2496176808938440693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2496176808938440693&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2496176808938440693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2496176808938440693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/float.html' title='Float... :)'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2005469957239836811</id><published>2007-08-14T11:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:59:04.403+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chaos!</title><content type='html'>Here's a conversation between Bar and her... Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faith child... thy spirits shall lift in a lil wile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hail and sleet and torrid rain, as distant as they, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the road to haze seems longer than a mile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a mile nay... a swift glide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where u ask me... answers i have none...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serendipity child... thy moment shall come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the dusky blue is distant, wings i have none, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crawl to the oasis i must or fall on my knees and die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free yourself from the entrapment of your mortal frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let your soul engulf you at this moment in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wings are but an extension of your freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reach out child... the way is not dark tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mortality is but a metphor for the entrapped soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bound by laws from a universe lost, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what hope have we when we worship order, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when thy heartbeat's song is chaos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peace in our chaos is what we find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the soul swirls on like a whirlpool divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;worship not order... but the entropy around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dream not of white yatchs but of stormy skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the world isnt perfect... and so aint u n me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;farsaken finds itself, the song of the universe, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at peace we were never meant to be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think not of it as an intrusion but the way symbiots of eternity, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were always meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meant to be... meant to be... but what will we really be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will we sing a rainsong? will we dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will eternity fall down at our feet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will my turmoil find rest in this universe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will my song set me free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seek not freedom for none can bind u, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;despair not turmoil for it is not that troubles u, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look not for meaning for there is none, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the universe is randomly chaotic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's why existing is fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2005469957239836811?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2005469957239836811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2005469957239836811&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2005469957239836811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2005469957239836811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/chaos.html' title='Chaos!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8354567900239462094</id><published>2007-08-13T12:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:32:26.448+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's kinda uncanny the turns that life can take... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Infact&lt;/span&gt; does take! A minute you're here, stuck in the vicious eruptions of daily life and seconds later the dormant volcano decides to engulf your life! You are thrown over jagged corners that you never thought you'll explore... or even need to.. you're fighting for sanity... to save &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;som&lt;/span&gt;e smithereens of yourself and as your world crashes and burns you find yourself a molten corner to hibernate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the showers that follow every explosion the cold becomes a reflection of your soul... in the depth of this winter you find in yourself an invincible summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8354567900239462094?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8354567900239462094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8354567900239462094&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8354567900239462094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8354567900239462094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-8302541420514965247</id><published>2007-08-09T15:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-09T16:04:41.489+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A smile...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's amazing how people you've never known before and will never know after can touch your lives! It's been happening to her way too much off late.... and it's left her with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;strange&lt;/span&gt; yet warm feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking down the road in search of the State bank of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mysore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; get the stamp paper for her rent agreement she happened to ask a passer-by for directions! It so happens that another somebody was asking for directions to the same place... she being the chatterbox that she is, they got talking and he sent left her with words that still resonate, 'it's so easy to meet someone sometimes...!' (the unsaid was clear to... and yet so difficult to know someone even though it'll be a lifetime together!) His name was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Javed&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; Paul the other day... after a lot of standing around and waiting and getting refused by an n number of autos during peak traffic hours to go home from office, she finally found a rick! Paul just walked by and asked can he come in too... he was going to the same place! I nodded consent and then again we got talking! He's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;localite&lt;/span&gt; and tried to empathize with my situation... :) And he paid the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; auto fare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;inspite&lt;/span&gt; of me protesting loudly and vehemently enough! He even paid for beyond his get off point so that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; have to pay up later! How gentlemanly is that! (And its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;... rare these days!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she met a rick guy who while dropping her off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;someplace&lt;/span&gt; had a flat tyre... he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; sure of the route so he asked her how far... she gave him the exacts and he said he'll still drop her! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;En route&lt;/span&gt; they got talking and it turns out he had a cycle shop which was suffering losses so he closed it down and bought a rick from his own savings! And a rickshaw costs a good 70 grands people! He leaves home at 7 and reaches back at 12! (and we complain about a 9 hour work day!) He hates &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;leaving&lt;/span&gt; so early in the morning... no not '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; he wants to sleep in, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; he loves his wife so so much that he doesn't feel like going away from her for a single moment! It was heart warming and she forgot herself in his story for at least sometime! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A series of myriad events like these makes you believe in humanity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note... what makes you smile? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I still need remiders on my to-do!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-8302541420514965247?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/8302541420514965247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=8302541420514965247&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8302541420514965247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/8302541420514965247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/smile.html' title='A smile...!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-4205639790803652966</id><published>2007-08-07T16:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-14T12:02:22.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Save me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hellos people! I know uniformed hiatus! I wish I knew! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happens that the jinx continues and the laptop that the company had entrusted me with a mere month ago has already crashed twice! Once twas the software n this time twas the hardware and as luck would have it the part had to come from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Singapore&lt;/span&gt; so it took till yesterday to find it's way into my hands again! Bless me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landlord says your rent is due... ! The bugger calls up on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; evening and sniffles... 'rent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; do!' Monday it was duly given to him and the bugger that he is he says you pay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; on your own... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ek&lt;/span&gt; cheque extra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; drop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sakta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;namaakool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;usi&lt;/span&gt; bank k &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;usi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dabbe&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;apne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ghar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; cheque &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;daalega&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nightmares have still been haunting her but &lt;a href="http://barwala-randomramblings.blogspot.com/2007/08/about-change-myopic-perspectives-chaos.html"&gt;here's something about chaos&lt;/a&gt; that she read and it really looks like its helping. :) This guy by the way has started writing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; bits that keep getting messaged to me and it's a pleasure reading them! Thought twisting they are! :) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; thing here is that she's found a friend in him... in this crazy metro called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt; she's finally found a ear that hears her and knows she needs to be heard! He's been amazing.... and he keeps me off coffee like a leech curls at the pinch of salt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat else shall you ask? Office has shifted... my nomadic existence continues though! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;conveniently&lt;/span&gt; plonk myself on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;anybody's&lt;/span&gt; seat who has decided not to turn up for the day! :D After a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; jobless last week (no laptop u see) this week has it's training session as an e-learning! So in between all those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;jargon's&lt;/span&gt; and short forms that are breaking up my grey cells into alphabet soup I'm writing this post! No wonder it looks so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;uninspiring&lt;/span&gt; right?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was nice.. I finally got to spend some time at home and &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/03/mini-n-ani.html"&gt;dear darling Mini &lt;/a&gt;had come over all the way from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Hyderabad&lt;/span&gt;! So we had a ball of a time! It was a very female bonding type of weekend... chatty, crazy women all over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;namma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt; first and then raising a storm at home! And yours truly cooked for them! This is the first time she tried her hands at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;gulab&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;jamuns&lt;/span&gt; and baby they turned out well! :) It was a delight to see everything finished in a matter of minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a to do list that I keep pasting everywhere and then forgetting where I placed it... and I have this horrible habit of pressing the 'show desktop' button instead of the minimize one so the post it on the comp hasn't been a big help either. So now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;here's my&lt;/span&gt; to-do and all of you have to take my case to complete it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Curtain repair&lt;br /&gt;2. Curtain rod repair! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; need a drilling machine!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Apply for leave! (yes i need a reminder for that too!)&lt;br /&gt;4. Once leave gets approved book tickets! (:D guess where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; off too?!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Register &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;AmEx&lt;/span&gt; on the net&lt;br /&gt;6. Coax dad into giving his account number! (i need to transfer money into his account and he's not giving me the number! If that doesn't work in 3 days ask mom!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Buy Martini glasses for dad&lt;br /&gt;8. Buy a nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Mysore&lt;/span&gt; chiffon sari for mom&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Swiss&lt;/span&gt; knife for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;jeeju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Think what to buy for sis from first salary! (need ideas here people.. help!!)&lt;br /&gt;11. Give laundry to the laundry guy toms and get more clothes washed from the maid! (this is urgent!!)&lt;br /&gt;12. Manage to study! (I need constant reminders that I have an exam on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;haanji&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;naukri&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;bhi&lt;/span&gt; egg-jam!!!) yeah foodie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; me! :P&lt;br /&gt;13. Make a planner (i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been able to find a yearly wall planner so i need to make one! For that you need to remind me to buy chart paper as well!)&lt;br /&gt;14. Carry all documents to get my flight tickets and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;transportation &lt;/span&gt;charges reimbursed!! Else I loose out on 11 grands! (yup u need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; remind me of that as well!! :P)&lt;br /&gt;15. Call up bhai and ask him for the 2IC's number (that's a person and not a memory chip) and then ask him for the canteen depot's number and then find out about how much will a fridge cost. (yeah yeah yeah... don't wonder about this one! jus remind me)&lt;br /&gt;16. Ask bhai hi current address and clarify if he receives a courier or only speed post manages to find him so as to send his rakhi! (he's in the Indian Army! Don't look so stunned!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm hopeless!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Hellllll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;ppp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (And yes the reminder is in the I... so I'm desperate!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the lovely souls who took out time to save me... :) Biiiiiiiii.......g hug! you guys rock! My to do is complete!!!!!! And a special hug to Shraddha for sending me reminder mails everyday!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-4205639790803652966?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/4205639790803652966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=4205639790803652966&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4205639790803652966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/4205639790803652966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/08/save-me.html' title='Save me!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7174215603529805968</id><published>2007-07-30T10:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-30T11:15:03.318+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Majaa ni life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah! The joys of a whirlwind weekend! I've heard so many people complaining ki 'weekend pe kay karenge?!'..... that I feel truly blessed to have mine spinning away! (For the want of a quiet peaceful hibernating day at home!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with Di's birthday so what followed was a grand party at the ITC Windsor Manor! &lt;a href="http://anidadhaba.wordpress.com/"&gt;Details here. (Yep... this is  my new blog! :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It unfurled into a lazy saturday morning at home with Mama n Mami! Chai and gupshup... family time! :) It's always nice to have family around you! Especially when you're far away from home! As is obvious shaadi ki baatein to honi hi thi! So there began the debate with Mama Mami sayin 2 years and Di n Me sayn 5 years before I get married!!! :D I mean 5 bhi mere hisaab se jaldi hi hai! Don't sigh! (yeah I can hear all of you!! :P) I mean c'mon people.. I've just started work.. there needs to be a phase in my life where I am well settled and enjoying my independence... that's when I will be in a position to logically think about shaadi rite?! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire day was a nice lazy lull with loads of idle chatter... :) Sunday morning heralded her with a flutter somewhere on the insides as she went down to meet a few friends of her significant other! Now he wasn't here but his friends were... and so we met! Anybody seen &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Meet the Parents' &lt;/span&gt;?? :D In the end we had a nice time in each other's company even though there were certain awkward moments of silence... (naturally na.. we were meeting for the first time and he wasn't even there!! takes time people!) It gave a nice fuzzy feeling on the insides to be able to meet up with the people that form his world! :) It's rare to see such friendships where each cares about the other so-so much! It was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) The evening found Bar and Mite pacifying her flutters with Beer again.... first at Le Rock where the Kingfisher Rock Fest was happening...! Bands playing were Pantella and Synapse... twas more shor than muzik so they quickly covered their cover charges and darted out across to Pecos where they found their chairs and lost themselves into the music, the popcorn and the beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!! majaa ni life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7174215603529805968?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7174215603529805968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7174215603529805968&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7174215603529805968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7174215603529805968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/majaa-ni-life.html' title='Majaa ni life!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7278727753788590148</id><published>2007-07-24T12:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:58:29.922+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Kya?! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is it about the freedom that you have now? You waited for this moment all your life, but what are you doing with it? You have all the time in the world to 'explore, dream, discover' and the truth of your stark freedom hots you in the face saying you don't even have a dream.... Your eyes turn to huge pools of darkness as they turn inward to search your soul... you finally confront your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loneliness&lt;/span&gt; and let out a smirk at your own self.... Eventually after a mental cloudburst your distant dreams float back to you and you wonder at that annoying thing called a 'purpose in life'... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She finally has an answer.... 'Your purpose is your dream... if only you care enough to look beyond the thunder and lightning of an unkempt today..!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And she quotes here an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that a friend sent to her long time back: "Throw off the bow lines, sail away from the harbour, catch the trade winds in your sails... Explore, Dream, Discover!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Go ahead... wonder at the change! This time all credit to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... she narrated her catastrophic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to him which included a laptop crashing, data being lost, a certification exam link going wonky, inedible food in the cafeteria and of course the inexplicable loss of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;appetite&lt;/span&gt;.... even her cellphone started to act funny! His very basic solution to the chaos engulfing her and her moods at that moment was. 'Lets go out! I think you need Beer!' :D I shall not reveal how much I drank... I shall only say that was high and not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;talli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;appetite&lt;/span&gt; had come back full force and we feasted on some amazing food at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Peko's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and by the end of the evening The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;himself&lt;/span&gt; after looking at her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;capacity&lt;/span&gt; went onto comment, 'I am proud of you!' (Now that's a certification she's proud to have!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;certifications&lt;/span&gt; she finally managed to score a 100% in the exam.... :D (Dream on.. I shall never let the secret out here!) and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt; got the title of '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Champaklal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Certified Cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Dudette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!' :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ohk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ohk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I shall give a brief &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;explanation&lt;/span&gt; of that... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Abhay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a colleague who joined with us.. in one of the plays that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bakraas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were made to perform he played the part of a very harassed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Champaklal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; doing the rounds of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Namma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bengaluru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in an auto and trying to find hi way around in the initial days! he's turned into a good buddy now and the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Champaklal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; happens to have stuck with him like a leech to a human leg! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dudette&lt;/span&gt; managed to drag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt; to watch "Five point Someone" (the play) while it was raining cats and dogs in this city... :D His constant wish was for us to miss the play... and he even managed to ask the auto guy for a match to light his smoke to avoid shivering in the cold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt; rain... the rick guy decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dutifully&lt;/span&gt; stop at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nukkad&lt;/span&gt; and buy him a box of matches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;inspite&lt;/span&gt; of the fact that we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;terribly&lt;/span&gt; late and the traffic jam was worse than a nightmare! And yes she blames him completely for being late... :D (she'll get whacked for it!) And yes he did go onto say that, 'Any play with vodka, grass and pink floyd in it has to be good!' :) Not to mention the babes he got to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;appetite&lt;/span&gt; was back with a bang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; found them at a nice 'West Indian Cafe' called 'Sues Kitchen' where they made sure they ate more than the 250 bucks of the buffet was worth! The food was damn good and the dessert was a marble cake reeking in rum! Need I say more?! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening found her cooking for a bunch of friends... On the Menu:&lt;br /&gt;1. Chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;kaali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;mirch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pasta-a-la-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Pateela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (she's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; short on the big utensils that she ends up needing when she has to cook for 7-10 people! So the Pasta found it's place in an aluminium &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Pateela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and thus the name... :D Twas actually corn cheese tomato pasta!)&lt;br /&gt;3. Garlic Bread&lt;br /&gt;4. Goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; saying... Beer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chef was duly complimented with discussions of Harry potter happening! With 5 females making a racket that's expected poor Bar and Bade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Bhaiya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were quite scared to even step foot in the house... but they eventually got coaxed into the noisy muddle and it was a nice fun evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A walk down the lane near her home-tweet-home with a big smile on her face and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in her ears made a zillion people look at her and wonder, 'Damn! What has this woman been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;upto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!" She gave 'em all an even bigger grin and went onto tackle the week head-on! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7278727753788590148?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7278727753788590148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7278727753788590148&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7278727753788590148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7278727753788590148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/hungry-kya.html' title='Hungry Kya?! :)'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6095817894484616049</id><published>2007-07-20T17:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-20T17:57:21.905+05:30</updated><title type='text'>As a smile fades....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A sunset sky ablaze with the torment of her heart... she sits in the corner huddled unto herself... Dreamz? She's started getting a lot of those that you're supposed to get in your sleep... It's more like nightmares though! For her to get dreams, let alone nightmares is rare... so this regular occurence and recurrence shakes her up a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sone pe suhaga factor: the loss of apetite! She's been living on a fruit bowl and a glass of juice plus lil bits of food that people force down her throat off n on! She knows she needs gooooo..d food to snap out of her state but the wish of it just isnt there... :( So till the foodie devil doesn't poke her with his tail she's got the wierdest expression on her face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like rain today.. large thunderous clouds and the violent sparks of brilliant lightning surround her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: The jinx continues... her brand new laptop crashed n her system's been formatted now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6095817894484616049?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6095817894484616049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6095817894484616049&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6095817894484616049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6095817894484616049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-smile-fades.html' title='As a smile fades....'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3807983720419528536</id><published>2007-07-16T14:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:45.214+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pondicherry Maadi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A day... a weekend... a sunrise... a sunset... and bliss therein!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a chaotic, butt-damaging bus ride in the cabin with 13 people cramped in and yours truly and the other men in her life 'sitting' on the dashboard and the engine with Bar actually having to undergo the nightmare of watching the driver give them an 'n' number of near death misses in the wee hours of the morning they made it to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pondicherry&lt;/span&gt;...' where they decided to 'give time a break!' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop 1: The guest house... an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ethereal&lt;/span&gt; experience! (pun intended :D) The first one to greet us was 'Le Dog'! Time to give details about Le Dog here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: Eric&lt;br /&gt;Nick Name: Le Dog&lt;br /&gt;Initial Affinity: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ani&lt;/span&gt; n Mite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Initial&lt;/span&gt; Repulsions: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt;.. (the dog just sort of smelt his backside and didn't take a fancy to him)&lt;br /&gt;Later Affinity: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt; after a bath! (yeah yeah... hard to imagine that the laziest lump she's ever come &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; was actually carrying an electric razor on vacation and managed to get up before her and have a bath... he was actually smelling fresh!) Looks like Le Dog also thought the same and then turned out to be a constant companion for Bar as long as we were in the premises of the guest house! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest house happened to be one of those old cottages with a thatched roof designed to keep the place cool... it worked well... maybe a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; too well... When it rained it also rained leaves and twigs from the roof, not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mention&lt;/span&gt; gigantic spiders which Bar managed to reduce to smithereens with his bravado and Mite's floaters!! :D 1 such spider decided to creep on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; to where we were all sitting and having a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;gup&lt;/span&gt;-session over a local bottle of wine... '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SpiderMan&lt;/span&gt;' leaps into action... well so does the gigantic spider and the whole room goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;helter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;skelter&lt;/span&gt; as the spider decides to jump into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;unknown&lt;/span&gt; territory and disappear... lo and behold he is located in the loo where Spider Man steps in with his weapon aka the floater and murders it with an alternative weapon by sheer chance... his own two feet! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop 2: The Beach Cafe&lt;br /&gt;On the menu: Prawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;masala&lt;/span&gt;, Squid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;masala&lt;/span&gt; and veg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;biryani&lt;/span&gt; for the manager! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Gud&lt;/span&gt; food... french babes with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; guys that made the 'other men' repeat a VIP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Frenchie&lt;/span&gt; ad... '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;usme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;aisa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;kya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;jo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;mujhme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;nahiiiii&lt;/span&gt;.....!' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop 3: The bike rental after a long search up and down various roads for a kinetic to be available.... Come to think of it.. Le &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt; was a saving grace! He was the only one who could ride a bike and Bar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; do the kinetic either! The photo id deposited happened to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;nirma&lt;/span&gt; i-card! :D (years gone by and still.... :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop 4: Le Club&lt;br /&gt;A long search... some map reading... and some direction taking later we landed up at Le Cafe... (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;which&lt;/span&gt; there were too many of) and eventually made our way to Le Club. (Notice the fact that we've still not hit the beach). A nice sofa seat with soft cushions... a menu that cam calling at all our senses... and Dire Straits in the background (which eventually gave way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Himesh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Reshammiya&lt;/span&gt;... but that's a different ball game altogether!) We chilled out in those premises with beautiful 'french babes' and the other men making eyes at them constantly as she sat there and giggled away over loads o cocktails and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;awwwwwwwwwsum&lt;/span&gt; food! The soul of the foodie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;immensely&lt;/span&gt; satisfied and her heart was taken by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Mojito&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/RptGlMDpycI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rVpEE6_wBeI/s1600-h/mojito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/RptGlMDpycI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rVpEE6_wBeI/s320/mojito.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087737808750758338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quick Note: Angostura Bitters - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aromatic bitters made in Trinidad using orange peel and gentian as its main ingredients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads o chit chat... how work has been treating everyone... how life has taken various turns for all of them... and how things are slowly (or faster in some cases) changing and maturity setting on! (yes maturity and not old age!! give us a break man!) :D Soon we were graced by the presence of 'The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;fairy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Godma&lt;/span&gt; and her knight in shining armour... err.. a red t-shirt in this case!' aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Smriti&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt;! Loads o laughter... loads more chit chat and another 2 rounds of cocktails and/or beer as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;connoisseur&lt;/span&gt; so desired...! :D 6 whole hours passed us by.... the afternoon sun shrouded by clouds gave way to a grey evening sky laden with rain and eventually to a breezy all encompassing darkness.... Bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say they slept like babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day break happened for her at least at 11:12 am with Mite's pointing his cellphone clock right into her face as she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;drowsily&lt;/span&gt; stretched to open one twiddly eye! :) Ultimatum: You have 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;! Her reaction: a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;laaaaazzzyyyy&lt;/span&gt; smile and she dozes of for another 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning (or whatever was left of it) found them hunting for return tickets to avoid the nightmare of cabin seats!!! :D Well... Mission successful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Stop: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Satsanga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Chill... they didn't suddenly turn religious... it's a nice french cafe again with loads o french babes! (esp one in particular who Bar seems to have lost his heart to!) By the way Bar insists that if we stay for a week in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Pondicherry&lt;/span&gt; we can become a part of the french community quite easily and then their 'girl-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;woories&lt;/span&gt;' so to say will be over! :D As luck would have it, Bar's Kingfisher Lager started to taste like 'Le Beer'! (:D It tasted like a mix of Beer and wine... speculations went on to say that it was over fermented... which reminds me of another beer story that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Amar&lt;/span&gt; had to tell...) Well... after that bottled Kingfisher was a strict no-no! We conveniently and gladly stuck with Fosters!! The food needless to say was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;awwwwwwwwwwww&lt;/span&gt;.............sum! And the afternoon b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Amar's&lt;/span&gt; story: The man and his buddies decided to make a sand box with waves to come in and keep the beer chilled... after having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt; all sense of time and tide (yup.. time and tide actually wait for no man) the bottles happened &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; be sunk under 2 feet of sand lost to the ocean.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What followed was a photography session of a few historical landmarks and a video made under the direction of 'Le &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Kapoor&lt;/span&gt;' and The cinematography of 'Le Bar' with yours truly as 'Le Assistant'! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.... finally... finally we hit the beach at 3 in the afternoon (would have gone the night before but we got warned that a murder had taken place 2 nights earlier so we decided to stick in to our rooms!) where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Barwala&lt;/span&gt; took to the sea like a fish takes to water! And yours truly went on a shell collecting trip! Her favourite's were a white serrated shell and another one with shades of purple and orange showing her both sides of twilight! :) Ah... she almost missed the mention of 'french babes' here again.. but this time Bikini clad for bar to feast his eyes on for about 4 seconds after which we were told 'this is a private beach... please go to the other side!' :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;lolz&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... after wallowing around in the sand and the sea and making a structure in sand that she likes to refer to as the 'sand pyramid' they trudged back, packed their bags and got ready to leave as 'Le Dog' jumped on them for one last time... Mutual consensus - the trip was incomplete without 'The Last Supper' and so we found ourselves plodding onto 'Le Club' yet again. En Route, 'Le Bar' decides that he is inappropriately dressed for the place in '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;chindi&lt;/span&gt; shorts and a t-shirt with a whole in them' so he finds a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;khopcha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;changes&lt;/span&gt; into something more 'appropriate' and doesn't leave the 'dressing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;khopcha&lt;/span&gt;' without spraying on some 'axe white' so as to attract the french babes! :D She n Mite are in splits of laughter by the end of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second round at 'Le Club' gives them a feeling of instant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;deja&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;vu&lt;/span&gt;... same sofa again, same french family dining in front of them in the same clothes and the same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;muzik&lt;/span&gt;! :D A re of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;mojito's&lt;/span&gt; and an assortment of food platters later Mite observes that, 'this has been one of our quietest meals'... each lost in his/her own space... dwindling their own glasses but humming the same music even though differently! As they say... 'each to his own!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only appropriate end to this post is one word: "Cheers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Addendum: By all our standards, it was nice to be able to sweat and feel human again!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3807983720419528536?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3807983720419528536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3807983720419528536&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3807983720419528536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3807983720419528536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/pondicherry-maadi.html' title='Pondicherry Maadi!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/RptGlMDpycI/AAAAAAAAAIk/rVpEE6_wBeI/s72-c/mojito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-3595499624539480676</id><published>2007-07-11T18:06:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:12:19.685+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Floating...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day's dun and as I lay back in the chair and look towards the ceiling, the intermittently blinking red light on the security cam catches more than my attention... it catches a piece of my memory where it reminds me of the Konkan Trip with buddies just after MBA.... as I look on a vivid image of the lighthouse on an island off Karwar comes into play and I can see myself standing in the waves... letting the wind play with my hair....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that come to mind are a Def Lepp song....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"All I want is everything&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking too much?&lt;br /&gt;All I want is everything&lt;br /&gt;Like the feel of your touch&lt;br /&gt;But all I have are yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow never comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to hold your head up&lt;br /&gt;When youre kneeling down to pray&lt;br /&gt;And the talking dooesnt come easy now&lt;br /&gt;When the words get in the way&lt;br /&gt;And if you could see whats going on&lt;br /&gt;Behind these private eyes&lt;br /&gt;The truth would look so easy now&lt;br /&gt;But Im running out of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the shadow of doubt&lt;br /&gt;Is hangin over my head&lt;br /&gt;Its just an angel whose wings hide the sun"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-3595499624539480676?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/3595499624539480676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=3595499624539480676&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3595499624539480676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/3595499624539480676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/floating.html' title='Floating...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1688339237797815961</id><published>2007-07-10T13:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:19:18.629+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok ok! I know! Long hiatus! But one thing just kept leading onto another and i've been losing out on "me time!" No other reasons and no other bahanas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of worried people pinging me n askin me about my status on Gtalk which reads "the violent sound of crashing waves!" :) Luv ya all. It's jus that you know life takes you in myriad directions and you end up wanting to explore every li'l nook and corner before you realize that you have time on your hands and you can let the experience happen at a nice leisurely pace. Letting the experience happen to me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turmoil is essentially in my head... 'ye karna hai, vo karna hai, kab karna hai, kaise karna hai...' but u know that's not even it! It's all because I actually want to let go of everything and jus flow... n the confines of my material life are killing me! Its like, 'I want to break free!' My life is my theme song and my dreams are the lyrics! And i've not been humming the tune lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main event: House Shifting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chaos: Humungous! :D&lt;br /&gt;The packer arrived a day early, there was no one to recieve the stuff, my phone decided to stay out of coverage, mommy did all the running around, the gas connection needed a ration card, there was stuff to be bought and there wasn't any money, an account malfunction landed up a huge some of money being transferred into a suspense account, an inactivated salary account, lil broke me, wlaking walkin and loads of walking, a reliance customer care that says I need to pay an extra Rs 562!!!! (my bill was 2300 Indian Rupees!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intermittents that made it b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mite's and Bar at home for dinner and yours truly cooked cheese tomato pasta, corn bake and chicken in brown sauce (which was specially dun up using a Jack Daniel's Barbecue Sauce!) :D And loads of booze.... The bestest company, good food and awwsum music.. loads o gupshup... guys freakin out at the sight of a place called 'home' so much so that 'Oh wow! The platform in the kitchen is so much cleaner than our rooms!!!!!' :D Mite found his throne on the platform in a corner of the kitchen from where he kept getting displaced regulary to grind nuts and grate cheese! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mommy's comin! Man would I have been hasseled and frazzeled without her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Regular phone calls from the 'Baba' to keep my sanity in place... :) He's too much of a gem to be true... and he's goin to hate readin this so I might as well call him a 'Beastheart'! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bonus: A nite out at the beach with her flatmates and Papa MITE in tow teaching them the fine art of making the best of a 'ladies night' where booze is free! :D (She then slept at 1 am and got up at 5 in the morning 'coz she had to go n recieve Mommy dearest at the station! The rest is for you to imagine...!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A sweet li'l housewarming... dinner by mom, room set by me, loads o frenz, flowers n cookies, lotsa friendly banter and conversations and a promise to be taken out for dinner next weekend!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I wonder if this is the stuff dreams are made of... As I am writing my peace decided to gradually trickle in and colleagues have notice a calm smile on my hormonally imbalanced expressionedly freaked out face! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought in my head: I'm so lucky to be surrounded by all the people in my life! It's been a crazy roller coaster where I'm still trying to figure out in which way to hold the handlebars so that I don't topple over... But it's an amazing ride with the wind in my hair and a rush in my heart and NOW... a smile around my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she wanders lonely as a cloud.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The song in my head:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I've always thought  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that I would love to live by the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To travel the world alone  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and live my life more simply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have no idea what's happened to that dream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's just a thought, only a thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well I deserve nothing more than I get &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cos nothing I have is truly mine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(There's a reason this post is not about her but about me! :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-1688339237797815961?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/1688339237797815961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=1688339237797815961&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1688339237797815961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1688339237797815961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/07/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1241403631502314537</id><published>2007-06-28T22:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:34:01.719+05:30</updated><title type='text'>She wonders lonely as a cloud... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"In all my travels I have travelled more than I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; and remember more than I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; travelled!" - This quote displays on the TV screen as she begins to write this post and she can do nothing but smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The last few days have been... well... '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tumultuous&lt;/span&gt;!' As she was leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bhopal&lt;/span&gt; the cloudy skies of a heat torn city formed a bird of paradise with an angels wings! That's the sign she needed... it told her she'll soar! :) After a near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;paranoidal&lt;/span&gt; experience with the Indian Air Lines Ground Staff Strike holding up her luggage till 130 am she touched base at the 32&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; floor of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;di's&lt;/span&gt; place and next morning soared into stormy rain laden skies as she headed for Bangalore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; June 9:00 am: her first taste of the city! Only right now there's someone to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; her at the airport and there's a chauffeur driven car with a driver who knows all the routes to avoid traffic! So through the by-lanes of her dreams she reaches 'Cox town' which gets pronounced as 'Cocks town' and then there are a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;raised&lt;/span&gt; eyebrows by people who don't know the place! :D It's amazing how she's gotten used to the ink expressions she gets each time she answers the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;question&lt;/span&gt;, 'where are u staying?'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experience 1: A reliance number that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;refuses to&lt;/span&gt; change '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;procedure&lt;/span&gt; that as somehow changed only in this city and nowhere &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the country! It finally changed yesterday! (She can faint at the mere mention of the word ill right now!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experience 2: The autos! '1 n half madam!' is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;refrain&lt;/span&gt; if she hears any more she'll start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tearin&lt;/span&gt; her hair apart.... And that flows on to experience 3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experience 3: Hair fall! The number of people who have warned her for that one... and the mildest of shampoos is not a help! (any tips anyone???)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experience 4: The induction program! All in all a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;gud&lt;/span&gt; experience... primarily '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; of all the amazing and free food! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experience 5: Office at last! Still on training.... :) But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;enjoyin&lt;/span&gt; the experience! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Gud&lt;/span&gt; managers above me so loads to learn there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experience 6: Legends of Rock! :) A pub that serves good beer and plays rock! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Jannat&lt;/span&gt;! Another place that serves a sizzler called a 'tequila chicken!' and yet so many other haunts with the most amazing 'North Indian' food! (The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;North&lt;/span&gt; Indian - South Indian divide is truly a classic in these parts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been getting used to the idea of wearing formals day in and day out and mastering the clumsy art of &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;walking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; with a big bag and a laptop all hung on one shoulder with a cellphone in another hand and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; wires dangling around her neck along with the employee card! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She's found a place that she'll start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;calling&lt;/span&gt; her own from next week and no it's not in Cox Town! :P But it is in the National Games &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Village&lt;/span&gt; and so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; now listen to the address and then look at her from top to bottom trying to figure out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;however&lt;/span&gt; in the world did this '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Motee&lt;/span&gt;' manage a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;ghar&lt;/span&gt; there??!! :P to all of 'em!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A 'blind date' with a guy her sister wanted her to meet (who by the way has the most amazing voice...) and loads o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;weekends&lt;/span&gt; with the 2 men in her life currently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;along with&lt;/span&gt; Bade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Bhaiya&lt;/span&gt; and a few o&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ther&lt;/span&gt; friends later she thinks she's willing to taken on the city for all that it has to offer! She's found a tour guide n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Nattu&lt;/span&gt; (check her orkut profile for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;details&lt;/span&gt;) and he indulges the foodie side of her oh so completely!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Her thoughts have been clouded with, 'what's my purpose in life?' of late and that has had her aura turn purple and grey time n again! But then she read &lt;a href="http://distantcords.wordpress.com/2007/06/28/eternity/"&gt;this (all credit to the Dream Catcher)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distantcords.wordpress.com/2007/06/28/eternity/"&gt;Quote Unquote these lines from the Dream Catcher's blog: &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"The small, small ways being my prop&lt;br /&gt;Taking a journey, on chimera’s top&lt;br /&gt;Through whiskers of eyes, soaked in tepidity&lt;br /&gt;To far, far very far for a wish&lt;br /&gt;A wish of Eternity"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and then there was a message on her cellphone that said, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Shayad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ise&lt;/span&gt; hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;kehte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hain&lt;/span&gt; to find something you need to loose... Let the purpose find you!' :) And her aura's slowly been warming up since then as she sips on a glass of Raspberry Vodka, shifts a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; on the bean bag and gazes on into the skies outside wondering what tomorrow may hold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Emotions have been running wild as a slow storm dwells inside... A storm that will change something... and her intuition says 'for the better darling!' :) There's a patter of feet in her head and a cloudburst of unknown tomorrows...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another day.. another way... Still tingling... Still exploring... Mysteries drenching her soul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kapeesh&lt;/span&gt;! (couldn't help writing it here...:D Shark tales!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: Thanx for all the hausla afzaahi guys! u all rock!! :) cheers!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-1241403631502314537?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/1241403631502314537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=1241403631502314537&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1241403631502314537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/1241403631502314537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/06/she-wonders-lonely-as-cloud.html' title='She wonders lonely as a cloud... :)'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5986845224724528953</id><published>2007-06-18T21:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:00:13.048+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gettin Bangalored!</title><content type='html'>It's been in one word: "crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Induction program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;traffic snarls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apartment hunting begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR lectures!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auto walas with a mind and a meter totally their own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads n loads o people to talk to and a damn phone still on roaming for want of reliance servers to be up and runin properly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foood! (awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwsum!!!) [the foodie is livin it up completely with gud food n gud etceteras! ;-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me people!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5986845224724528953?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5986845224724528953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5986845224724528953&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5986845224724528953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5986845224724528953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/06/gettin-bangalored.html' title='Gettin Bangalored!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7935883118988737631</id><published>2007-06-11T18:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:45.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Morning, Noon and Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rm28RkviuaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xspl-MOOqu0/s1600-h/rain_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rm28RkviuaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xspl-MOOqu0/s320/rain_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074919365223299490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet!"&lt;br /&gt;- Roger Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this comes to mind what I heard on Seinfeld the other day... 'Ever noticed how we are crazy about getting close to the water... we can give anything for a vacation on a beach... to be near a waterfall etc etc... but whenever we are out walking on the streets and a drop of rain falls on our head we just stop short in our tracks and look up as if the sky was falling! We run inside.. 'Oh my gosh! I nearly got wet in the rain!' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well people, it was I guess the pre monsoons and me and Mumbai! Shades of grey fluttered over the sky as it mixed with hues of pink and purple from an evening sun... A starless night and some much wanted sleep... an insanely peaceful spirit! The morning found her raring to go... the cloud cover had turned to a mystic blue-grey with the sun streaming through in places making it look like the 'stairway to heaven!' Her heart was warm... anticipation showed through and she felt like a 14 year old discovering life! (13's too teenagerish! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes.. it rained! And she walked in the rain... :) The visible mass of condensed water suspended in the atmosphere took up shapes and signs she gleefully tried to decipher and the other men in her life laughed at her constant giggles as they shared a garma garam 'bhutta'! :) The night was ablaze with fire from both her heart and the coals in the barbecue... Loads of idle chatter, chili vodkas and tequila shots were on a roll along with very succulent fish and chicken! Also a very very sinful cheese dip! The music - a myriad mix of all FM stations! The aftermath: a house that looks like it was struck by a storm! 5 people find their comfort corners and plonk off into dreamland with no will to wake up any earlier than proves to be most necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day another way... an all of 4 months pregnant mommy waddling around the house for want of sleep!!! So they sit together and talk away till noon over aaloo parathas and orange juice! Generally catching up on each others life... Di somehow can always figure out when somethin's up with her and then eventually they sit down together and have a heart-to-heart! :) The next day finds di stuck in office and she's watchin 'Pirates of the Caribbean' and has fallen head over heels for Johnny Depp! She sneaks into home late in the night and tries to be as quiet as she possibly can with her 'vishalkaya' frame and insane habit of banging into things! Sone pe suhaga is a Swiss cow bell right on the door which merrily loves to announce the arrival of any and everyone at any and every possible hour!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day... Another night! And it finds her on the ledge of a huge french window at the 32nd floor (top floor) looking over city lights... a few stars shine through... a glass of good french wine... coldplay and u2 on her pod and her heart fills with a plethora of thoughts! 'He' races through her head... the past and future both flash by... the future of course is anticipatory and idyllic even... Her tarot cards reveal 'Patience child! u will eventually get what u want!' And she wonders, 'What do I really want?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her last day finds her out on the streets of the city where she luvs to be... she's already been to 'linking road' thrice (ah the unadulterated joys of a subway sandwich after a shopping filled day!) and is now headed south of town where she lets her spirit take wings and fly! This was one of the times 'she believed she could fly!' The eyes are a window to the soul... such had been proved more than once in the past few days and as she walked the streets and explored on she could only marvel at the dreams in each soul! In a city full of sights and sounds she lost herself as the wind blew her hair about and as his hands slowly touched her head and played with her hair she found she was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she hugged her goodbyes to both of 'em and got into the train her hands reached out for the phone and Shekhar finally decided to tell her why they couldn't meet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slept like a baby on the train... Its never happened before! (She thinks she knows why... refer back to the giant in the previous posts :D) She's been home for a few days now... Catching up with Mom.. Watching movies with her... driving her around town and up the wall! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image that flashes time again through her head is that of a li'l boy riding his cycle on a divider which by some twist of the municipality is a lil more than a metre wide... She can'thelp but wander at the small joys of life and the li'l ways in which each makes place for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She leaves tomorrow on another journey of sorts to a city unexplored by her before... She begins work soon... it's given her a few butterflies in the stomach... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipations of a wanderer....! (yes that does mean she'll be irregular on the blog for sometime!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A note: A lot of special moments happened to her... She just smiles a soft, slow smile and now drifts off into dreamland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rm27tUviuZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/91A4TskZOHs/s1600-h/wanderlust_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rm27tUviuZI/AAAAAAAAAIU/91A4TskZOHs/s400/wanderlust_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074918742453041554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;found this on the www :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7935883118988737631?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7935883118988737631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7935883118988737631&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7935883118988737631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7935883118988737631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/06/morning-noon-and-night.html' title='Morning, Noon and Night!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rm28RkviuaI/AAAAAAAAAIc/xspl-MOOqu0/s72-c/rain_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2557517272477766980</id><published>2007-05-31T01:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:58:39.131+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok people... after living this day as if 2 whole days were somehow scrunched into one I'm off for a week! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend all of tomorrow travelling! ALL OF IT! I guess tats why twas a 2-in-1 sorta day! :D The Baba once said to me, 'It's like a whole day just gets wiped out of your life! It's one of the best ways to find your purpose in life!' Hmmm.... lets see where my travels take me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2557517272477766980?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2557517272477766980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2557517272477766980&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2557517272477766980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2557517272477766980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-7570151608628413775</id><published>2007-05-29T01:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-29T01:52:03.799+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm dead! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ohk&lt;/span&gt;... This starts with something that she will be murdered for putting on this blog!! &lt;a href="http://adventuresofatraveller.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/span&gt; aka Mommy aka the Traveller&lt;/a&gt; and yours truly were playing hide n seek with the phone all day... (He was busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; she was occupied and then again n then again...!) Finally at 12:15 in the night they got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;talkin&lt;/span&gt;... The conversation ranged from light hearted banter to serious emotional issues to even a spiritual journey of sorts with the words, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Motee&lt;/span&gt; main &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tujhe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chappal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;uthaa&lt;/span&gt; k &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;maarunga&lt;/span&gt;!!!!' also interspersed in between! :D At a particular point in the conversation this hero, under the influence of Vodka goes on to actually say, 'Oh Sweetheart! Leave him and come to me!' (The him part is a story for another day! Right now it should suffice for her to say that she's happy and she's lucky! :)) And to that one statement the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;visual&lt;/span&gt; imagery that kicks into place is way beyond amazing... Before she launches onto that description you need to know that he weighs a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tweensy&lt;/span&gt; amount of 53 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kgs&lt;/span&gt; and she happens to be a very happy and brimming 69kilos!!!!! N wen it comes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; at 'em she's double his size and manages to carry him around! (She will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; get battered for this!) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; coming back to the image, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;visualized&lt;/span&gt;, 'Her having pushed 'him' away and running (totally earth shaking considering her size!) towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/span&gt; is standing rite in the middle of this garden with the pinkest of flowers fluttering in the sweet breeze with his eyes closed and arms outstretched waiting for her... As she runs full force into his arms both of them crash to the ground and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt;, yet completely lovingly (dripping with the emotion) looks at him, all starry eyed and has just this one word to say, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Praannaath&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!" ' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.. hold it! It's not over yet! As if that wasn't enough, (he's the guy she calls mommy for a plethora of reasons), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/span&gt; goes on to add, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Praanaath&lt;/span&gt;, tum mere Mommy ho!'!!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; go ahead... get over the outburst! (~I'm still giggling away to glory though...!) N she plans to say it to him in front of his newly wed wife.. (whenever he decides to get married that is!) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; pensive lately... No particular thoughts... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; a rambling of sorts... Sometimes questions of where her life is going, sometimes thoughts of how she has changed... (now even mom has noticed the change and commented!), &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;othertimes&lt;/span&gt; an idyllic imagination raging a storm and those rare moments when she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lookin&lt;/span&gt; faraway onto the horizon and her mind blanks out! She has been low... but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;riding on the shoulder of a giant&lt;/span&gt; sent to her by someone special and exploring the world with a new perspective that you get only when you are way up high has given her a new high! :) The giant thundered his happiness at seeing her smile and laugh with joy and is still there looking on to make sure! :)))) (Loads o thunder n lightning today... I have a happy giant!) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think, 'This is it!' something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;comes&lt;/span&gt; along your way and makes you go, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Vo&lt;/span&gt; Baby!' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-7570151608628413775?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/7570151608628413775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=7570151608628413775&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7570151608628413775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/7570151608628413775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-dead-d.html' title='I&apos;m dead! :D'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-5635827774403402787</id><published>2007-05-25T00:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-25T01:38:08.505+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quirky li'l me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After successfully managing to evade tags by some weird twist of fate since the time I started blogging, the Dream Catcher has tagged me! (Typical k-serial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ishtyle&lt;/span&gt;... ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;samajh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt; pa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rahi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hasoon&lt;/span&gt; ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;roun&lt;/span&gt;... ye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;khushi&lt;/span&gt; k &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aansu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hain&lt;/span&gt;! and loads o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sound effects&lt;/span&gt; in the background!) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 1: I post the rules. So here are the Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start with eight random facts/habits about yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post these eight quirks on your blog and also post these rules &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;along with&lt;/span&gt; them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the end of the post.. type in the names of the lucky (eh?) eight who get tagged by you and take this chain forward!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Step 2: My quirks come in now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt;..... jinxed! It's like my middle name should have been '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;barbaadi&lt;/span&gt;' (bole to Disaster!) Anything and everything I lay my hands on has to malfunction once at least if not get permanently destroyed. I have been known to blast a laptop to bits by merely switching on the power to it... More jinxed-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pana&lt;/span&gt; can be found here and here. I have no idea how I manage it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee... there's a coffee mug I have that reads, 'Love is like coffee.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;purrfect&lt;/span&gt; any time of the day!' Call me an addict of sorts! Have been trying very hard to stay off it for the past few days.... (Gosh it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tuff&lt;/span&gt;!) and another sin that I commit is Chocolate! Now who can resist this amazingly delicious dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; truffle called 'Devils Food'??? (can you? can you?) and then there's this other devastating concoction of Truffle with chocolate mousse called 'Death by Chocolate!' (Gosh! I just died n found my heaven!) :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this insane habit of literally staring at a persons hand and and feet the first time I meet them! I have caught myself so many times it's beyond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; now! N its no ordinary stare.. its a very concentrated, open mouthed stare... especially when my attention shifts from the hands and feet to the nose!! Call me eccentric in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;weirdest&lt;/span&gt; of ways, but you know people with all 3 of these as nice are really sorta nice!! (try it! but don't stare like that!!!!) :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I'm alone I put on the craziest of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bollywood&lt;/span&gt; numbers and dance my heart out to them! (yup! I do do that!... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; now you all stop staring!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; freak!!! (Lucky me my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;sms's&lt;/span&gt; are free!!) A very dear buddy has gone on to call me 'the official &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;spammer&lt;/span&gt;!' I', &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; bugging if I lay my hands on your number!! :D Beware!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have to match earrings to any outfit that I wear! Its crazy... but if I don't have earrings with something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; probably not wear it till i go n buy me some!!! That's the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;girliest&lt;/span&gt; thing about me! They have to have to match!!! My '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;hathoda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;haath&lt;/span&gt;' (as most of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;batch mates&lt;/span&gt; describe the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;maar&lt;/span&gt; that they've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;khaaoed&lt;/span&gt; from me) totally defies the previously mentioned &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;girliness&lt;/span&gt; but it's there nonetheless! :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confession: I can feel auras! Yup.. sit beside me n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; tell you exactly what colors your aura is at that given moment! (That's a gift n I cherish it!) :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I AM SHIT SCARED OF THOSE CREEPIEST OF REPTILES CALLED 'LIZARDS'!!! (someone told me they are the successors of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;dinosaurs&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;whyyyy&lt;/span&gt;???!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dino's&lt;/span&gt; were so much better!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's that! and it's been a revelation of sorts!! Dare you use any of this against me!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3: Aha! This I like! Eight people I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;hafta&lt;/span&gt; tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://ankurontherocks.blogspot.com"&gt;The first just has to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;firangi&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt; you've been tagged!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://adventuresofatraveller.blogspot.com/"&gt;Next up: The traveller - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Shekhar&lt;/span&gt;! (kill me for it.. but you I had to tag!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://shrads-m.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Shraddha&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://centreofeternity.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Rajeev&lt;/span&gt;! (like you said... everyone luvs to tag you!) :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://rakamajumdar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Raka&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://milesafter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Passionate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://abreview.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stardom (found a way of renewing contact with you!) :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://protegeoflife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Bhavin&lt;/span&gt; (Protege of life!)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;:D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;C'mon&lt;/span&gt; now! out with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;li'l&lt;/span&gt; quirks!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-5635827774403402787?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/5635827774403402787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=5635827774403402787&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5635827774403402787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/5635827774403402787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/quirky-lil-me.html' title='Quirky li&apos;l me!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-2660388899892198728</id><published>2007-05-23T00:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:45.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>voices.....</title><content type='html'>And a desire is but a lesser dream... or so her heart tells her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But wishes make each day more meaningful... thats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; someone said to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She disagrees... life isn't as hollow as a couple of wishes blown together in a bubble waiting to burst any given moment...&lt;br /&gt;Life she thinks is a myriad mix of various emotions... the emotions swell up an take form as the hormones and the DNA... (and she shakes her head in disgust at the science of it all!) But somewhere deep inside her she smiles... a slow smile... at least she knows its got a basis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DNA... is a whole different ballgame altogether... It's a borrowed concept... The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; introduced her to it... He said imagine DNA... it's two geometrical twists... connected together in between...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/RlNB0q1yx7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Gnl23nfVtPk/s1600-h/3d_model_DNA_web2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/RlNB0q1yx7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Gnl23nfVtPk/s200/3d_model_DNA_web2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067466378830858162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now consider both ends as the two extremes... good-evil; black-white; pure-impure; yes-no... as it twirls... the ends don't all come on top of each other, they are not aligned... good, white, pure are not in the same line... not in the same space... they may be diagonal to each other sometimes and sometimes may just be opposite... 'what is good is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; pure....!' It explained a lot of things to me! It cleared up the question of, 'Why life is the way it is?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking of emotions.... hate, love, care, trust... even adore... are all emotions made up by the human mind that the human heart supposedly feels! Dam the heart... its a convoluted mix of arteries and veins which is zonked about it's own functions reversing the names of its most important components! (scary biology!!!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the heart we turn to... people have oft been quoted saying, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;baat&lt;/span&gt; sun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chahiye&lt;/span&gt;!' (listen to your heart!) and then many others have said, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dimaag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;kaam&lt;/span&gt; lo!' (use your brains!) How do u figure out the difference?? Do they speak in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; ear like, 'Hi! I'm the head - Do this!' and then the heart comes in, introduces itself and goes on to exert its influence on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; life! (i actually got stuck here lolling between where is the influence exerted?? head or life?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me... you just listen to the voice of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;conscience&lt;/span&gt;! Wow!! a whole new voice now! And where does that come from and what pressure does it exert on which part of you and how and all the other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;etceteras&lt;/span&gt;! Gosh!!! I know... the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Baba&lt;/span&gt; had once described my question asking habit as this, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;savaal&lt;/span&gt;.... recover ho hi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;raha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;hota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hai&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;thodi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;der&lt;/span&gt; me a question shaped crane comes, lift you and swings you over again! and again! and again!' :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess you just listen the voice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; loudest inside you! (don't ask where... i dunno!) :) heart, head, conscience, spirit, soul, devil angel, conscience, gut, intuition... take your pick! But follow it through! It is after all... your own voice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful day, another reason to celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-2660388899892198728?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/2660388899892198728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=2660388899892198728&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2660388899892198728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/2660388899892198728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/voices.html' title='voices.....'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/RlNB0q1yx7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Gnl23nfVtPk/s72-c/3d_model_DNA_web2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-6723078415823693785</id><published>2007-05-19T19:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-19T19:20:55.742+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A typical twilight 'neath the magnolia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pouring rain...! (The rain always does something to her... she can stand there and look at for hours or jus quietly wander into it and splish-splash all over! Her li'l head gets clear... her thoughts run a smoother track... I guess she kind of gets renewed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it stopped the weather was right out of a dream... cool breeze, the smell of the first rain in the air.. (bheeni bheeni khusboo!) and everything just looked so fresh n new! Her wanderlust took her to the 'Bhopal Haat!' - a place where villagers n tribals put up stuff they've made for sale... Mum's with her and their first stop was a bird seed stall where they'd created beautiful wall hangings out of wheat grains for birds to come and slowly peck it away!! They stopped next at the 'amla' stall... that's their latest fetish! Both of 'em carry it in their handbags all the time so stock had to be replenished!! A handworked handbag and a 'well shaped diya' later they were chit chatting at the tea stall enjoying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;garma garam adrak ki chai and bhajiye&lt;/span&gt; while listening to a local artist belt out bollywood songs to the notes of a guitar and a drum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ladies and gentlemen was the Magnolia part! She saw stars when her wrath turned upon herself and she fell from the stairs at home in the process scalding herself with a steaming cup of coffee she was gleefully carrying upstairs with her! :P Her jinxed-pana has off late turned to herself.. She had a minor accident a few days ago as well and the bruises are still pretty damn purple!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baaki sab badhiya! (At least the gadgets are behaving themselves! By the way... that's another &lt;a href="http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/03/motee.html"&gt;advantage of being 'Motee'&lt;/a&gt;! All the dunlop prevents broken bones from happening inspite of falling down a flight of 'Sweet 16' Steps! :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-6723078415823693785?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/6723078415823693785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=6723078415823693785&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6723078415823693785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/6723078415823693785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/typical-twilight-neath-magnolia.html' title='A typical twilight &apos;neath the magnolia!'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-660369842784299482</id><published>2007-05-18T18:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-18T18:47:20.416+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The constants and then some...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the first rain of the season poured down on the yellow and red brick wall all she could do was look on in mesmerized silence.... her feet exploring the wet green bunches of grass on a muddy lawn and her heart staring on at the sky... wandering at the mysteries it holds and how many shall unfold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'd been wondering recently of the constants in her life! The starkest of them all stand out as the 'press wale uncle!' or the laundryman! Day in and day out.. he comes and takes the clothes and leaves them back! Taking it to another level... her biggest constant has been the smile in her heart! Yes it wanes sometimes... it takes different forms.. but its always there! Dad had looked on to her proudly one day and said, 'She finds her joy in small things! A crsytal champagne flute filled with coke is one her biggest joys!' :) She can't forget the expression on his face as he said that... it's like stuck in her heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her joys and her sadnesses are the tiniest of things... The big things matter.. yes they do! But they've been made possible by the small ones right?! If I go on to describe them then there's just that song from the 'sound of music' that comes to mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;' Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens&lt;br /&gt;Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens&lt;br /&gt;Brown paper packages tied up with strings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels&lt;br /&gt;Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles&lt;br /&gt;Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;Silver white winters that melt into springs&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dog bites&lt;br /&gt;When the bee stings&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;And then I don't feel so bad'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:) And that's the way it is with me! And then again, 'Happiness is the art of making a bouquet of the flowers within reach!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once said to me that 'Happiness is an illusion!' My reply to that has always been, 'You are as happy or as sad as you want to be! You just have to look a lil more to find your joy!' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the monsoons people! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(The song on her ipod right now.. 'Jeene ke ishaare mil gaye... Bichhde the kinaare mil gaye!') :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23277430-660369842784299482?l=naughtyspark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/feeds/660369842784299482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23277430&amp;postID=660369842784299482&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/660369842784299482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23277430/posts/default/660369842784299482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naughtyspark.blogspot.com/2007/05/constants-and-then-some.html' title='The constants and then some...'/><author><name>ani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13116705929451236457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/SaM_xm5dVsI/AAAAAAAADRo/VYrT75ddv4s/S220/lost+in+the+himalayas+109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23277430.post-1090078504136952867</id><published>2007-05-14T23:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:40:46.326+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Hues!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She's been in a spin since the she's come back!! The exhibition she's been talking about finally came to fruition! They called it Lucid Hues..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rkiw4JT1YVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/com-dHSWCV0/s1600-h/lh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1YqKL1lJmX8/Rkiw4JT1YVI/AAAAAAAAAHk/com-dHSWCV0/s320/l
