<?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-1113695893647937982</id><updated>2012-01-16T04:22:42.900-08:00</updated><category term='All in the mind...'/><category term='LOL Zone'/><category term='poem'/><category term='Just Being Mean...'/><category term='personal'/><category term='I eat sleep and drink books...'/><category term='struggle'/><category term='Entertainment'/><category term='Delhi'/><category term='Dream Interpretations...'/><category term='yahoo beauty'/><category term='I have been Tagged'/><category term='confession time'/><category term='Me behid the goggle'/><category term='life'/><category term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category term='beautiful'/><category term='The heart of poetry'/><category term='Movie tickets'/><category term='I am too sexy for my shoes'/><category term='My views on news :)'/><category term='longer than 55 fiction'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='capital Delhi'/><category term='Life is beautiful'/><category term='My Intro wid blogging'/><category term='make food not war'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='THOUGHTS'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='India'/><category term='Ohhh Nadal'/><category term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><category term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category term='inner beauty'/><category term='observation'/><title type='text'>Thoughts In My Bubble Today!!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-614403650399855169</id><published>2012-01-12T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T04:22:42.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='struggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observation'/><title type='text'>We -The Real Strugglers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us is a Mujahid. A struggler!Although, terrorism, geographical issues and troubles across the boundaries mayhave covered a large space of the empty canvas but a few corners are still leftunsettled and obscure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If we look at life and its uncertainties as an onlooker andZERO the micro moments, we will find bits and pieces of struggle lying almosteverywhere around us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We all are justice fighters. We fight to meetthe targets at office, for that extra dose of blessings from thousands ofspiritual babas, to catch a public transport to reach at workplace, to make aspecial place in office without buttering our managers (I wonder if that’spossible), to ignore an irritating and over-smart colleague and the uncertaintyof the future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It is human instinct to fight, to move on with the littlebaggage called struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The struggle for a man to keep his kids andwife happy with whatever petite amount of salary he gets, the struggle for agirl to look as best as she can in front of her latest crush, the struggle fora bowler to pitch the ball in the correct place, the struggle for SachinTendulkar to make that “century”, the struggle for a small kid who lost hisparents in a car accident and the chronic struggle of an old man to recollectthe memories that bring smile to his face can never be gauged.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It is no less struggle for us to make a mournersmile and grow up with an insensible heart. The desperate attempt of a deer tonot become a leopard’s prey is more than sheer struggle. Isn’t it horrific tosee a dog walking on three legs? How grievous it is to find a young boywatching a football match sitting on wheelchair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In the age of technology and competition,everybody is a freedom fighter. If a kid struggles to free himself from the burdenof excessive homework, the less fortunate fight to free themselves from theugly looking curse called poverty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craving of an orphan to find a refugeand warm hug when thunder strikes and the frenzied search of a father toarrange blood for his kid lying in a critical condition are more heartrending missionsthan the terror-mongers or Congress and BJP struggling to win the elections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We notice an old man’s habit to mumble butnever notice his wrinkles and eyes that crave for care or read the lines that comefrom a deserted wife or an individual soon to meet his death. Notice theforceful submission of a soldier before a fanatic general and a small schoolboy who hurts himself while boarding an overcrowded school bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Open your eyes and hearts, clear yourminds, purge over your ears and beckon on your power of introspection before youcan mull over this ubiquitous struggle. One really needs to be a strugglefighter for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salute yourself while you survive with a smile even afterconstant struggles and remember that life goes on while we struggle to solveits mysteries!&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/1113695893647937982-614403650399855169?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/614403650399855169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=614403650399855169&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/614403650399855169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/614403650399855169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-real-strugglers.html' title='We -The Real Strugglers'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-4938351759315971681</id><published>2011-10-28T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:33:21.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='capital Delhi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><title type='text'>Delhi: It’s My Way or the Highway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After numerous discussions, views, allegationsand confusions, I decided to begin with the obvious. Delhi is fun to be “with”!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am not saying that because I am born andbrought up here (yes, that too) but because my many years in Delhi have taughtme that the city can be dicey but only when you are not living “with” it. Acceptit the way it is and it can be the best city you have ever lived in/been to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Board a congested metro train, try “Shamsherki Mashoor Shikanji”, allow yourself the luxury of “Chandni Chowk ke cholebhature” stuff yourself with plum “aaloo gobhi ke paranthe”. No matter howsophisticated it claims to be, most people here barter sanitation for taste andit goes well with the richest of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Never question obvious things. Why are men disinclinedto leave the seats reserved for women/old? Why do people take jumbo sized yawnswith their hands nowhere near to their “pretty” wide mouth? Why they can spendthousands on “Dal Makhni and chapti” in Le Meridian but argue with a poorvegetable seller for Rs. 5/-. Ignore all this and you will be forgiven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One major factor that makes the city a ‘mustexplore’ metropolitan is its capability to remain mysterious and a stranger tothe majority of people living in it. You will never understand why some peoplehave 4-5 ACs at home and some can’t even get blankets for winters, why onefeels lonely here even with 200+ Facebook friends and why people get hyper fornothing! If the nation rues Fiscal deficit, the city is resident to trustdeficit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;“Sutta” will remain sutta because fag is a term reserved for the 'Elitists' and it does not sound cooool. Carelessness runsin the family of the car drivers and the “elderly” CM should not be blamed forany mishap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If the traffic jams and the complicatedways confuse you, ask someone for the way and you will find that his situationis not any better because he himself is searching for a destination. Sootheyourself for the things you cannot get hold of. Give time a chance and bepatient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Stay here for a year or two and you will beamazed with the kind of surprises the city throws at you and the way it watchesyour reactions. It is a homeland for strangers – living life all by themselves,busy but lonely! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The Formula One roads, metro rail all overthe city, the much talked about Common Wealth games, swanky malls and 7 brandedshops in 100 mts radius will tell you how far the city has come and how it hashugged comfort and convenience but has very little space to accommodate yourinflated sentiments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If after all the glitters and discos, thecity makes you lonely and creates a pigeon-hole in your heart, “faluda kulfi”and “dark chocolate ice-cream” can work wonders. If the search for jobs andfamily issues write struggle all over dusty faces of people, just remember thatdust never settles here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The First World stays with the Third Worldin Delhi. The maid from Munirka gets AC's chill in a plush Hauz Khas bungalowand an amateur helper from Okhla manages square meal at NFC’s expensivecondominium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Delhi can be a multi-talented crook or a warmlover, you either get used to it and its ways or you don’t!&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/1113695893647937982-4938351759315971681?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4938351759315971681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=4938351759315971681&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4938351759315971681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4938351759315971681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2011/10/delhi-its-my-way-or-highway.html' title='Delhi: It’s My Way or the Highway!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-1305074753127758095</id><published>2011-10-10T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T15:34:36.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Jagjit Singh - A Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;They say people die, voice remains forever! Same is the case with the ghazal maestro Late Jagjit Singh. There never was and will be another voice like his. The uniqueness of his voice and the depth of his songs will remain forever in the hearts of his fans. He has touched the hearts of several people with his powerful music, heartfelt renditions and live performances and fortunately I was one of those lucky ones who got the opportunity to watch and hear him live.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Known for his rich baritone and intricate “aalaps”, Jagjit’s voice ruled the music industry and that is reason why he was, is and will always remain “the Ghazal King”. His songs like “Hosh Waalon Ko Khabar Kya” and “Yeh Daulat Bhi”, transport listeners to a place of musical nirvana. 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A Tribute'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-828106637863680234</id><published>2011-07-27T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:00:24.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am too sexy for my shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>Obsessed with Obsessions!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Those who know me well will tell you the whole story of my obsession for obsessions. Whether it's about a person, a character, a book, an accessory, the weather or a new idea!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I still haven't figured out the real cause of this phenomena though, but as long as it keeps me in high spirits, who cares!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Its kinda strange how something can be so powerful to occupy your senses completely and then leave you as if it doesn't exist. This momentary magic is hard to explain, this week it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nadal&lt;/span&gt; (Yeah you got it right ...the hottest chap of tennis :P...sigh)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Last week it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dalai&lt;/span&gt; lama n Tibet. Before it was Michael Jackson's "you are not alone" and way before Manchester United and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ronaldo&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;... what a life!!!And how can I forget my all time obsession for food ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wonder why I only talk, eat, drink, sleep and dream about these obsessions. I remember this year during my exams it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rahul&lt;/span&gt; Gandhi and his dimples(ooh) and during exam prep  - Che Guevara  and other leftist ideology [god bless my result :( ]  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; instead of mugging up literature, I was busy thinking  about adventures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And man during US elections it was Obama ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt; I still think he looks cute) and of course how can I forget my daily cute guy crushes huh (good heavens!). Those cheesy debates on the existence of GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God bless my friends, who had to bear my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Osho&lt;/span&gt; cum Nirvana cum Lama cum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Emo&lt;/span&gt; cum The monk who sold his Ferrari phase (chill I still haven't given my worldly pleasures and love my PC and footwear and dresses) and also I am yet to achieve Nirvana (but you never know) yet the discussion lasted for a week or two (which eventually didn't lead us anywhere... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt; :P).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remember how we used to discuss the important topics like why can't they ban smoking or drugs for that matter, when they know its harmful. My obsession for color black and that black coffee without sugar and  when I called all my friends to search a guitar locket anywhere they can ...just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I want it!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Its strange but fun ;) .... And lately it's about these bizarre ideas to change the world. As they say, " People who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; do". No matter how unrealistic my ideas are to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; materialize  but it feels great to remain addicted to my obsessions !!!&lt;/div&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/1113695893647937982-828106637863680234?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/828106637863680234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=828106637863680234&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/828106637863680234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/828106637863680234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/obsessed-with-obsessions.html' title='Obsessed with Obsessions!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8104996841176689692</id><published>2011-06-21T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:13:30.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>My Favorites by RUMI</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A Persian poet and a Sufi mystic, Rumi has always been my favorite. A poet whose words give peace to my soul. Here are some verses that I love of Rumi. Hope you like them too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;i&gt;     &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The breeze at dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Has secrets to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't go back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You must ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For what you really want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't go back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;People are going back and forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Across the doorsill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Where the two worlds touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The door is round and open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left" style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Today I'm out wandering, turning my skull&lt;br /&gt;into a cup for others to drink wine from.&lt;br /&gt;In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent person,&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't know what he's about to do!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Be fair.&lt;br /&gt;Admit that love has in it all the righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that we need.&lt;br /&gt;Confess that you're willing to forget&lt;br /&gt;and be numb enough to call some low&lt;br /&gt;desire a holy name.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live as evidence that there is a way&lt;br /&gt;from wanting to longing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I am with you, we stay up all night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Praise God for these two insomnias!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;and the difference between them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;td colspan="3" style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;center style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;p style="display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;      &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;                                         &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left" style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When it's cold and raining,&lt;br /&gt;You are more beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And the snow brings me even closer to your lips.&lt;br /&gt;The inner secret, that which was never born,&lt;br /&gt;you are that freshness, and I am with you now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can't explain the goings, or the comings.&lt;br /&gt;You enter suddenly, and I am&lt;br /&gt;nowhere again. Inside the majesty.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;   --------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keep walking&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though there's no place to get to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't try to see through the distances.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's not for human beings.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Move within&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but don't move&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The way that fear makes you move.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Out beyond ideas of wrong-doing and right-doing,&lt;br /&gt;There is a field. I'll meet you there.&lt;br /&gt;When the soul lies down in that grass,&lt;br /&gt;the world is too full to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas, language, even the phrase&lt;br /&gt;doesn't make any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;   ----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" align="left"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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/1113695893647937982-8104996841176689692?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8104996841176689692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8104996841176689692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8104996841176689692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8104996841176689692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-favorites-by-rumi.html' title='My Favorites by RUMI'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-3693362911376182829</id><published>2011-05-19T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T08:07:38.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yahoo beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>What Does Real Beauty Mean to You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Posted this in response to the contest &lt;a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/indivine_submit.php"&gt;"What Does Real Beauty Mean to You?"&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/"&gt;Indiblogger.in&lt;/a&gt;. Get beauty tips and skin solution at &lt;a href="http://realbeauty.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo real beauty.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If you like my post, do visit this link and click Facebook like button &lt;a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=58904"&gt;http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=58904&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From dusky beauty Cleopatra to Maharani Gayatri Devi of Cooch Behar, every generation redefines the meaning of what does real beauty mean, but the gen X has taken it to a whole new level. Our thoughts ask others to throw out the traditional notions of beauty and start over from the scratch, redefining beauty for yourself and for the many generations to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is not measured by the compliments you get from men or how fair your skin color is. You are beautiful when you sleep in the night without your make up on, when you play cricket with the street kids and even when you are really tired after a bad day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look beautiful when you cry after watching a romantic flick or make silly expression while watching an action movie or when you hug your parents while going to your husband's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is the innocence of an infant when you kiss his cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is the shades of the sky in the hours of dusk and dawn,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is the color of green after the rain from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is the capability to let go of your ego and pour the best of who you are into someone else,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is to forgive and forget and start a new life all over again,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is the glitter of your eyes when someone appreciates your rejected painting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is when you move fingers in your hair because you are tensed,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is in the eye of a hungry boy, who has seen food after two days,&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is the wrinkles on a single mother's hands after all the love and care she has poured to her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real beauty is when you keep everyone on the same level and spread unconditional love to the ones who need it most without evaluating the pros and cons but rather carelessly loving because that's what makes you feel blessed. Beauty is when you look the way you want to be not what others want you to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since childhood I used to think how people will look like if our physical façade replicates the true state of our thoughts. It would be dreadful and might transform our thoughts and everything about the way we live. The whole idea of beauty would be changed and what a disclosure it would be and that is what real beauty means to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If you like my post, do visit this link and click Facebook like button   &lt;a href="http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=58904"&gt;http://www.indiblogger.in/indipost.php?post=58904&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1113695893647937982-3693362911376182829?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3693362911376182829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=3693362911376182829&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/3693362911376182829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/3693362911376182829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-does-real-beauty-mean-to-you.html' title='What Does Real Beauty Mean to You?'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7542825096883595312</id><published>2011-05-11T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:07:09.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funky T-shirt Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 18.0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Beat the 5 o’clock rush – Leave work at noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Out of my mind… Back in five minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Smile, it’s the second best thing you can do with your lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The trouble with life is there’s no background music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Who is General Failure and why is he reading my hard disk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No sense in being pessimistic It wouldn’t work anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can resist everything except temptation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hand over the chocolate and no one gets hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I’m not bossy… I just have better ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Life is a sexually transmitted disease.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A dirty mind is a wonderful thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;What happens in this shirt, stays in this shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God, if there is any work around me..please remove it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dinner Is ready when the smoke alarm goes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Next mood swing: 6 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I hate everybody...and you're next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I used to be schizophrenic, but we're OK now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Of course I don't look busy...I did it right the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do NOT start with me. You will NOT win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You have the right to remain silent, so please SHUT UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All stressed out and no one to choke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry if I looked interested. I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-7542825096883595312?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7542825096883595312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7542825096883595312&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7542825096883595312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7542825096883595312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2011/10/beat-5-oclock-rush-leave-work-at-noon.html' title='Funky T-shirt Quotes'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2119507105986425234</id><published>2010-10-17T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T12:09:31.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>Late Night Thinking !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiZ9AWHQmjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ifw2cBhjrys/s1600-h/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343095452811172402" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; width: 132px; cursor: pointer; height: 94px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiZ9AWHQmjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ifw2cBhjrys/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;Ever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;wondered why all creative activity finds its potential in silence?What is thinking? Is it giving time to your mind to express itself, or just a process to browse your mind, or the instinct(popularly known as The Voice of Heart)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I probably spend far too much time thinking about life. So many nights I have spent thinking - Thinking about various things, feeling sleepy but do not want to sleep- Just staring at my ceiling- thinking of doing something- something other than nothing- about the figures an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;d colors I want to paint those empty canvases with, thoughts of packing&lt;/span&gt; my bags and run away towards the mountains, about the musical instruments I would love to learn, lost friends i would want to meet again, or just a weird imagination that if I try to spread my hands would I be able to fly like birds? about many unfulfilled dreams that are the basic cause of the thoughts or may be about that charming guy I have always wanted to be with, in the sunset, holding hands!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;And then spending whole day in making various schemes on how to turn these thoughts into reality. Have you ever had your most constructive thought at night, of how w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;onderful life could be? There is a strange kind of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt; reality in these thoughts it seems, that give our life a strange kind of excitement. Remember Santiago, that famous character of the book The Alchemist who believed in his dream so much that he traveled all the way to Egyptian Pyramids in order to chase his dream. It creates a great feeling of passion to turn these dreams into reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); "&gt; I am sure, to some extent , these late night thoughts are the basic and the most important reason for a kind of life we lead and are the first step towards achievement, as each thought is a creator of new experience and when we put all our effort to make these imaginary experiences into reality life becomes a wonderful journey, I guess. It is kinda addiction to be lost in the dreams!!!&lt;/span&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/1113695893647937982-2119507105986425234?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2119507105986425234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2119507105986425234&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2119507105986425234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2119507105986425234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/late-night-thinking.html' title='Late Night Thinking !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiZ9AWHQmjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/ifw2cBhjrys/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-6224552569937097757</id><published>2010-06-25T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:57:25.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>What Women Want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The day Sigmund Freud wrote "Even after my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, I have not yet been able to answer : WHAT DOES A WOMAN WANT?" this question automatically became a million dollar one since then. I mean, if a man like Freud, who claimed to understand almost every aspect of human mind,  could not answer this one, well then you guys are just...(oh boy!! I can see raised eyebrows now). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Though its kinda strange but I sorta enjoy when a guy says, " I can never understand you"  and if he is sick of trying, he calls us complicated and makes this strange conclusion that even women does not know what they want. Well dudes, we are not complicated, we are just mysterious!!! and we perfectly understand  what we want,  may be you are not intelligent enough to get it(yaya, now don't gimme that wateva look:P).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, what is it about women that is so strange? A lot has been said on this subject, yet the conclusion is - even the creator is oblivious of what goes through a woman's mind..hehe now, I guess it's obvious that god(if really exists) is a male;P). Thus, being a woman I have decided to help these men a little (due to courtesy of course :P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First of all, I am sure you men didn't try very hard(at least Freud didn't), coz  women aren't  all that difficult to figure out(no, seriously!! trust meh:P). Well as any women is not every women and we have different desires. This simple question can't cover the splendid variousness of women. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But to a certain extent we all share a common expectation when our lives are linked to men :&lt;/span&gt; For a man to feel loved, he needs to make love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For a woman to make love she needs to feel loved. after reading these lines, I think Mr. David Weir  kinda understood women at least to some extent :). If you take time to read all the great women's writings you will find what women want is the courage in her man to treat her like a "woman"!!! The only difficult task for a man, I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't bother to waste whole day in getting those six pack abs as we will cheerfully settle for less  muscle and more brains. So, I guess you have wasted too many years to get a simple fact that  you don't need to understand a woman to accept her, just let her BE and BE YOURSELF. And if you are still confused on what women want? just love her with all your heart and you will realize What Women Want is "YOU".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - If you watch how I met your mother and love Barney: please, please, please don't go for The Bro Code Tips for Men as it will take you to the top charts  of woman's hate list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="z19Dle zG9tqc" id="col-z12ierpq5xmhfnl3y22czn2olkbtejk1a"&gt;&lt;span class="HgYomf"&gt;&lt;span class="QGJaM Ig Uqtsze" style="display: block;"&gt;Posted  this in response to the contest &lt;a href="http://blog.blogadda.com/2010/06/23/what-women-want-indian-bloggers-share"&gt;What  Women Want&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.blogadda.com/"&gt;BlogAdda&lt;/a&gt; in  partnership with &lt;a href="http://www.pringoo.com/"&gt;www.Pringoo.com&lt;/a&gt;, and I want you to please take a look on a design created by me &lt;a href="http://www.pringoo.com/designdetail/did-26304"&gt;http://www.pringoo.com/designdetail/did-26304&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1113695893647937982-6224552569937097757?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6224552569937097757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=6224552569937097757&amp;isPopup=true' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6224552569937097757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6224552569937097757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-women-want.html' title='What Women Want?'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7799369352106424547</id><published>2010-05-12T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:36:12.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am too sexy for my shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Overcoming Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You got fired, passed over a business promotion, did not get the job even after hundred interviews, your book got filthy reviews, you practiced and practiced for the game and then lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure feels rotten-Most private of all emotions, the one that may shake your self-esteem to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone are the days of lifetime job security, when you worked for an organization and retired several decades later with a gold watch as a farewell present. More and more people have experienced or are likely to experience job loss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If there could be a current defining image, it would be of a loaded corporate gun, which can go up anytime and anyone can be the target. So, should we just go for a job that provides long term security but makes us forget the dreams we have seen to get where we see ourselves happy? Not really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Failure is trying to do things most people did not even consider or were too scared to take the risk. Thomas Edison failed thousand times before bringing light to his bulb but even after 10, 000 unsuccessful attempts he said, "I have not failed. I have just found 10, 000 ways that won't work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A temporary byproduct of creativity, failure comes to those who have the courage to risk, and of course, success is achieved by those willing to take risks. Our first reaction to failure is to blame anyone/anything but self but we often forget that no achiever has achieved without failure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As infants, learning to walk, we would just get up after each fall because we were aware that success is destination and failure is the way to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked about the formula of success, Thomas J. Watson, the founder of IBM just said, "Its quite simple, really. Just double your rate of failure. You are thinking of failure as the enemy of success.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But it is not at all... you can be discouraged by failure -- or you can learn from it. So go ahead and make mistakes. Make all you can. Because, remember that is where you'll find success." So what is better to do, to try and fail or not to try at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are three kinds of people in the world, those who believe and make things happen, those who watch it happen and those who ask what happened? and its up to us to choose the category we would like to fit in. After all we have got just one life to live!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-7799369352106424547?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7799369352106424547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7799369352106424547&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7799369352106424547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7799369352106424547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-got-fired-passed-over-business.html' title='Overcoming Failure'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-4924827392850547665</id><published>2010-03-19T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:36:45.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Emotions I did Not Know I Had</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ever since I put my feet into a pair of high heels and stepped on to the age of adulthood, my life took on a fresh course. As life began to take shape, I hopped into it and charged to the forefront filling my moments, days, weeks, months and years with all of the things I have always wanted to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In a strange sense it was arduous being a woman in stilettos with a coffee mug in one hand, computer screen in the front and a book on the table.  Though, I liked every single moment of it but in a manner every bit of my life was accounted for, hardly allowing me to be spontaneous! &lt;br /&gt;And then unexpectedly for the past few weeks I am letting things go! Things.. that were very important to me once; things that matter in a true sense. Because for a while I wanted to just be, a free bird that did what she wanted to do exactly when she wanted to do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;In these few days I also realised that it gives you an immense kind of pleasure in not doing things that you were expected to do. In a sense, I was breaking the walls and the compartments I built in my head over the past few months. And what a feeling it is..beyond description in a lot of ways... almost an out of body experience, where you have left your physical self behind and floating free above everything that binds you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few months have been such a hurricane for me and I was so blissful to get what I wanted to achieve.. that I did not really stop to speculate or even breathe! But these few days have taught me to be me, just be... and I was swiftly reminded of so many precious moments, of so many people that are important aspects of my life and of course the kind of life I want to lead now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;These few days jogged my memory in a way that I remembered so many things that I had pushed into the recesses of my memory. It had been a long week.. I was exhausted and rejuvenated as well and the best thing I have learnt from all of this is that it’s fine, once in a while, to give in to yourself, just to have those moments of true freedom, away from your responsibilities and the expectations of others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-4924827392850547665?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4924827392850547665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=4924827392850547665&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4924827392850547665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4924827392850547665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2010/03/emotions-i-did-not-know-i-had.html' title='Emotions I did Not Know I Had'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-5751313787312139953</id><published>2009-09-24T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T11:22:05.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My views on news :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><title type='text'>When we hurt those we love!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bill Vaughn once said, "A child is a being who gets almost as much fun out of a fifty-six dollar set of swings as he does out of finding a small green worm".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The statement itself  is filled with innocence and smile. They say, "Child is the father of the man and the future of tomorrow". But with the growing exploitation and the way we are depriving him of his basic rights, the future seems dark and grim. Warmth happens to be a basic necessity, but it seems difficult to differentiate between love and lust.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;On one hand where a touch makes us feel loved and cared, it can also give us a feeling of rebelliousness and hurt.  Depends ...when, where, from whom, and how we are touched. For a child it is not only difficult to say if the touch is safe or unsafe but they are too alone to complain about it. And those who can differentiate are too afraid to protest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  This young girl kept from sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;crying into the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;she fears that others will sense the shame&lt;br /&gt;but was this girl really to blame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl who was full of belief&lt;br /&gt;could not from him seem to find relief&lt;br /&gt;she feels so dirty with her clothes which are tore&lt;br /&gt;when she is being flung on the bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this broken child lost her innocence at a very young age&lt;br /&gt;through a trusted man's deliberate drunken rage&lt;br /&gt;her little broken heart was full of pain&lt;br /&gt;through the rest of her life it would stain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people would see the bruises that lay upon her face&lt;br /&gt;she wanted and longed for her special place&lt;br /&gt;while he was looking around&lt;br /&gt;this little girl couldn't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;she couldn't have her own bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he would be there touching her instead&lt;br /&gt;taking her clothes off he would touch&lt;br /&gt;this haunted her little heart so much&lt;br /&gt;she just wanted him to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead she got the back of his hand&lt;br /&gt;night after night she endured this pain&lt;br /&gt;never to be happy ever again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The above poem is written by a 12year old girl whose father molested her for around four years and she had no one to complain and protect her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the recent survey it is stated that around 53% children in India are the victim of child abuse. Unsafe touching starts from the very first age and unluckily most abusers are known to the victims. As I write this, one little  girl might be crying out in pain, one little boy is begging not to be touched anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Many children live through everyday being abused sexually, physically, and emotionally. “More than two million cases of neglect and physical abuse are reported annually. The only way to prevent child abuse is to spread awareness. Many NGOs are working towards this cause and I hope with help of sex education in schools children will be able to differentiate and understand if they are being loved or betrayed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1113695893647937982-5751313787312139953?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5751313787312139953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=5751313787312139953&amp;isPopup=true' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/5751313787312139953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/5751313787312139953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-we-hurt-those-we-love.html' title='When we hurt those we love!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7264314117341884672</id><published>2009-09-19T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T00:48:18.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longer than 55 fiction'/><title type='text'>Longer Than 55 Fiction!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It is a story of a young guy who always used to wish he was a fly, so he could buzz around and go in people's houses and listen to what they are saying. He always used to pray, " I wish I could be a fly and listen to people talking", and then he would spend hours thinking, what it would be like to be a fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;One night he had a dream that he was a fly and buzzing around he came upon this house that belonged to his beautiful teenage crush. A girl, he always wanted to be with.  He thought to himself,   "I should go into that girl's house first and listen to her conversations", but neither the door nor the windows were open. Then he thought, " May be I will just ring the bell and when she will open the door, I will buzz into her house and land on the wall to listen to all her conversations", but to his dismay, flies are not strong enough to ring the bell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;He decided to wait until she opens the door or the window herself. Then finally the door opened, and he buzzed in real quick and landed on the wall admiring the girl and her beauty. After sometime the phone rang and the girl picked it up and started a conversation.  He flew and sat on a spiraled kinda thing, which smelled pretty good to him. He was so excited that he could finally sit so close to her and hear her talk. But when the girl started the conversation, he could not understand a word. He saw another fly who had also leaned on a long, spiraled thing and asked, " How come I can not understand what she is saying? "The other fly replied, "  That's coz flies can not understand English as they speak Flynese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The guy got so pissed and said, "This really sucks!!! I do not want to be a fly anymore and I am getting out of here", but when he went to buzz off, he could not move. "Argh! I can not move, it feels like my feet is glued to this long spiraled thing. Can you gime a hand", he said to the other fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"I can not move either, my feet are also stuck" said the other fly. He looked around and said to himself, " I wish, I had never wished that I was a fly, I want to be a human again". He was so scared that finally he woke up and it took him a minute  to realize that he is still a human. He went to his balcony and saw his crush standing there, smiling :) and he realized how lucky he is to get his identity back and decided to try his best to get the girl !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. - &lt;/span&gt;In the recent best seller " The secret" it is stated that, 'we do not always want what we ask for all our lives' and with this weird story, I just wanted to convey that  it's a great feeling to be yourself as grass is not always greener on the other side and we can achieve a lot with the way we are even if we lack certain qualities, also we  can not realize how lucky we are until and unless we experience the problems that others face :) ... Hope you enjoyed :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cheers!!!&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/1113695893647937982-7264314117341884672?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7264314117341884672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7264314117341884672&amp;isPopup=true' title='80 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7264314117341884672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7264314117341884672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/longer-than-55-fiction.html' title='Longer Than 55 Fiction!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>80</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-529118414525346538</id><published>2009-09-02T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:01:54.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have been Tagged'/><title type='text'>8 Marvels - About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://clickbharathi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bharathi&lt;/a&gt; in August...Completing it now :).. Hope you enjoy !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; 8 FAVOURITE PLACES TO EAT :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the couch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Free treat any day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt; the venue :P.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pizza Hut.... I love Italian!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;McDonald's (If I am out of money... quite common :P).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love street food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malls n Food Joints.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually I can eat even on road or while walking or running or even fighting if I am hungry :P.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;8 T.V. SHOWS I LOVE TO WATCH :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gilmore Girls - I have seen all the seven seasons like 100 times .... n can watch more n      more n more :).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;How I Met Your Mother : Click &lt;a href="http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/barney-and-bro-code.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to know more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seinfeld.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yo Mama on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vh&lt;/span&gt;1.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weird T.V. shows of MTV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Used to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;KBC&lt;/span&gt; a lot n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bournvita&lt;/span&gt; Quiz Contest is my all time favourite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All weird debate n discussions on weird news channels :P&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;8 THINGS I REALLY WANT SCIENTISTS TO INVENT :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Time Machine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formula of Invisibility.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A machine that can cure all the diseases in just few minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A gadget that can read other's thoughts and mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A vacuum cleaner that can clean all the roads in one day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A real Nimbus 2000 (All Harry Potter fans will understand this).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A real guy like Edward Cullen (I know it is not possible :( ... Who cares half of my list is crap).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;A medicine that can give wings and the ability to fly like birds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;P.S. - On a more selfish note....I want all this just for me... But ya Doctors can keep cure machine... I have no problems with that... And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unno&lt;/span&gt; I have always wanted to invent all this myself ... But I guess God (If exists) did not like the idea :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;8 THINGS I LOOK FORWARD TO :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh I have a long list ... 8 is too less for that ... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;leme&lt;/span&gt; start anyways ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have this list called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE&lt;/span&gt;. I am looking forward to fulfil that list like crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish to go abroad for my Masters ... Planning and studying hard too... Hope it comes true... Really looking forward to that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mommy's birthday is on Sept 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ... I have few plans for her ... Waiting for the day like crazy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking forward to see some snowfall in Delhi some day soon (I know it's impossible ... but I can always look forward to it).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want to visit all the seven continents... Hopefully!!! Looking forward to the dream :).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have always wanted to live like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gypsy&lt;/span&gt; for at least one year... Looking forward to that one year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have always wanted to float like &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uncle_Scrooge"&gt;Uncle Scrooge&lt;/a&gt; in money... Not necessarily my money though, I do not want that much money. Looking forward for that one day (see the cartoon to understand this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;8 THINGS I LOVE ABOUT WINTER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Coziness, The Feel, The Weather, The Smell, My Favourite Black Jacket, Lots of Tea n Lots of Coffee, Food, Travel, Warmth, Holding Hands ... The magic of winter just drives me crazy ... I want winters for all 12 months, Everyday, Every hour, Every Moment.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Foreverrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;8 WORDS OR PHRASES I USE OFTEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul face="verdana" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wateva&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;  : Though...I try my level best to avoid the words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hell Man or Like Hell !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fish   : It's a substitute for the fuck word.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Samurai Revenge !!! :  It means similar kinda funny revenge in a funny manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who Cares : I use these words when I really care :P.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Vella&lt;/span&gt; :P.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Holly shit!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ya ya I know all that jazz : Learned this from a friend ... Using it a lot these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I guess everyone I know is done with the Tag already, so I can not tag anyone. But if you have not finished it yet and if you like it you can always take it :)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-529118414525346538?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/529118414525346538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=529118414525346538&amp;isPopup=true' title='73 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/529118414525346538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/529118414525346538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-tagged-by-bharathi-in-august.html' title='8 Marvels - About Me'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>73</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-1797875643766398209</id><published>2009-08-30T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:36:29.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Victim of your own thoughts !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Friends call him a live cricket encyclopedia. And why not, Shimu is a  die hard cricket fan. Today is the day he was waiting for a long time. India v/s Australia final. After witnessing India’s bowling performance in the first half, Shimu was quite sure India will be lifting up the cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While watching the Indian batting in the middle overs, he left his seat to grab a cuppa of coffee. When he returned back, to his dismay, he noticed India lost a key wicket. “Look at those crazy fellows, one good chance they have got to beat Aussies and they are fucking it up.” He said angrily to himself. This sequence continued a couple of times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Every time he left his seat, India lost a wicket. He got desperate and fear of losing started grappling his mind. He decided not to leave his seat until the match gets over. With more ups and downs, however without losing any wicket, India won the game. Shimu was probably the happiest man in the world; however, he became a victim of one of the most incomprehensible phenomenon of the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Any idea what am I talking about here ? Well this phenomenon is called Superstition, which has gripped millions of people around the world centuries after centuries and has force them to believe in something which can never be explained using normal equations of cause and effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Most of the superstitions are usually harmless. Wearing your lucky shirt, lucky tie on your interview, writing an exam with a lucky pen. So what exactly is the problem with being superstitious? Superstition is so powerful that it leads you to attribute your successes to something outside yourself. This essentially means that you are held back from unleashing your own inner strengths and abilities. Loss of confidence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First problem!!!  Even if something negative happens one is not going to attribute the failure of the outcome to the superstition. The person will start blaming other factors and not the superstition. One never kills his superstition and because of this the pile of superstitions keeps on increasing and then we graciously pass the baggage to our children who follow these superstitions blindly. Second problem !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, these little rituals of magic are so much part of our culture that we do not question these, forget questioning, we don't even notice these Don’t let superstition rule your mind and wreck your life. Instead, try hard, reaaaal hard, to overcome your fears by inspiring confidence in yourself, inspiring authority in your decisions, inspiring trust in your actions. You will then realize and enjoy the person who is truly you and not someone like Shimu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer" style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="comments" id="comments" style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;dl class="" id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author blogger-comment-icon" id="c1013198987985166553"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=1113695893647937982" name="c1013198987985166553"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-footer-line post-footer-line-3"&gt;&lt;span class="post-location"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-1797875643766398209?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1797875643766398209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=1797875643766398209&amp;isPopup=true' title='41 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1797875643766398209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1797875643766398209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/am-i-being-supertitious.html' title='Victim of your own thoughts !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>41</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2691921209577838553</id><published>2009-08-25T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:36:58.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am too sexy for my shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Untitled !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sometimes...I wonder what people mean when they say they are single and lonely. I have always believed, being lonely and being alone are two different statements altogether. Though being alone is momentary, loneliness gives you a feeling of solitude for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;In one of the stories of Times of India, I have read about a man who sits in his rocking chair nursing a scotch every evening when the dusk sets in, listening to an old Mohd. Rafi's song ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dekhi zamaane ki yaari, bichde sabhi baari baari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;...in his calm surrounding with a sense of peace and a day well spent. No broken hearts here, but a man unwinding after a day at work. His book lying next to his pillow, the way he left it last night and a collection of around 2500 DVDs to choose from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On the other hand a single women is a busy professional, juggling career and home, handling her life and loving it the way it is, with the guarantee that there's no place in her life for any other man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Both the stories make me wonder if  the characters are lonely or alone. Is it necessary to plan our whole life with one person or it's just a social responsibility? Can we lead  a peaceful and satisfying life all alone just being ourselves and doing things we want to do once we set our mind to it? A time when we stop wandering and settle down just for ourselves or our dreams wrapped in a secure life and comfortable around ourselves. Would that be a selfish or self-centred existence or a freedom to liberty. Living our life to the fullest and wish to make each and every dream come true, and the best of our existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I remember how I reacted after reading a statement (There's nothing called ideal match) on a fellow blogger's blog today. I got offended and told him I did not like the statement, but now I wonder only if he was all wrong. A feeling of single hood not only gives you a  sense of freedom but also a peaceful and fulfilled life. Movies, books, music, arts, hobbies, travelling, social work, friends and lots of dreams ~ life has hell lot of variety it seems that might limit itself because of many adjustments and sacrifices done in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is it really necessary to have a partner or companion for life or the emptiness can be filled with a large number of friends and variety of things that leaves no space for one's other half. A single person is free to pick and choose as many individuals as friends or to connect with the whole human species with no boundaries to set in.  Sometimes people you share some magical moments with become the most cherished memory of your life, much more important than the one you spent your whole life with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just because someone is alone does not mean he is lonely and with so many things to explore in this beautiful life there's no chance to get bored. Rather we can devote our life in helping those in need, those who has nothing. Isn't  someone who care and love people but not bound to any one person is much better than the one with a companion but not satisfied and happy with his life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - Kinda bold statement huh ... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-2691921209577838553?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2691921209577838553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2691921209577838553&amp;isPopup=true' title='79 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2691921209577838553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2691921209577838553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/untitled.html' title='Untitled !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>79</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8709514128494770460</id><published>2009-08-18T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:51:10.723-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>I Have Learned From Life !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's a weird weird life. when you expect so much, it gives you a little and when you sit down with zero hope, it provides more than you have wished for. Though I am just 21 yrs and not old enough to explain what to expect from this unexpected life. But there are few things I have learned that I would love to share&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lord Buddha said, 'We achieve peace through meditation'  yet I have learned, the most beautiful and peace giving thing in the world is to watch a little child asleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share everything you want to in life with friends and with people you care for but never trust someone who says, ' trust me I can keep this secret'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;No matter how rich we become, we can never buy what really matters in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes crying is best response (esp in front of men :P).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;There will always be someone in your life who annoys you no matter where you are and you will love it eventually and miss him when he is not there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mostly it's better to shut up but sometimes it's necessary to argue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Believe me on this one - but it's not worth a calorie until n unless it is a CHOCOLATe :).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Though many people believe that you are what you wear or what your shoes tells about you but I have learned- Do not judge a person according to his appearance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well I am always in trouble because of honesty but I still believe honesty can solve any problem.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;May be we should never let go of our deepest desire. But I have learned- letting go is the only way to keep something or someone in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's good to be yourself and maintain your dignity. But I have learned - The word 'WE'  always sounds better than the word 'I'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;We will always come across many intolerable people but there's still a difference between being angry and being cruel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;One thing I wish I have learned when I was 8 yrs is that - I wish  I could have told my dad that I love him more time, before he passed away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Two things I have learned in my TEENS :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never be close friends with your best friend's boyfriend. Her boyfriend might start liking you and that can create problems in relationships (examples better hidden :P).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;And finally - I am sure you all will agree on this one - Just do not expect your money back if you have lend it to a close friend... Friends will be friends :) lols :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;was this post lengthy ??? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-8709514128494770460?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8709514128494770460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8709514128494770460&amp;isPopup=true' title='81 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8709514128494770460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8709514128494770460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-learned-from-life.html' title='I Have Learned From Life !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>81</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-6595012098373958396</id><published>2009-08-14T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T13:35:38.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NDEPENDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;AY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; TO ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1113695893647937982-6595012098373958396?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6595012098373958396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=6595012098373958396&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6595012098373958396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6595012098373958396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/cheers.html' title='Cheers!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-6548477950449743568</id><published>2009-08-14T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:50:52.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have been Tagged'/><title type='text'>Taggy Taggy Shaggy !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: silver;"&gt;I am tagged again by &lt;a href="http://ballat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shankar&lt;/a&gt;...n... Since my name also starts with 'S' and &lt;a href="http://ballat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shankar&lt;/a&gt; wrote all the interesting answers n even after my request &lt;a href="http://ballat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shankar&lt;/a&gt; did not allow me to cheat ...It's going to be difficult huh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tag Rules:&lt;/u&gt; It’s harder than it looks!(Mind It). Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag your friends. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real… nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can’t use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have Fun!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;1. What is your name:       &lt;strong style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Suga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;2. A four Letter Word:       &lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;exy.. lols:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;3. A boy’s Name: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ubramanyamyannaillepille.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;4. A girl’s Name:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hobajoytianna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;5. An occupation:       &lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ugarcane Collector(:P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;6. A colour: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ea Green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;7. Something you wear: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;8. A food:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spaghetti noodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;alt (I am talking about my bathroom here :P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;10. A place:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;11. A reason for being late:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;leeping (now that's a truth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;12. Something you shout:       &lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ucks man!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;13. A movie title:    &lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Serendipity.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;14. Something you drink:    &lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hake (yummm).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;15. A musical group:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;noozers ( aww now this is made up... did I break the rule :P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;16. An animal:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spinosaurus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;17. A Street name:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silent Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;18. A type of car:       &lt;b style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Stanguellini ( Red) Front              Angle model ( Cute n Pretty).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;19. A song title&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sand In Your Shoes by Al Stewart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;20. A verb:       &lt;strong style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;I am tagging:       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveuteddo.blogspot.com/" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;A blog named Obsessions.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-6548477950449743568?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6548477950449743568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=6548477950449743568&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6548477950449743568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6548477950449743568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-tagged-again-by-shankar.html' title='Taggy Taggy Shaggy !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8805076507509920193</id><published>2009-08-12T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T11:41:36.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got another tag from my creative blogger friend &lt;a href="http://prashansapuranik.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PRA&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://prashansapuranik.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://prashansapuranik.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt;.com)&lt;/a&gt;….and the name of this tag is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jhatpat&lt;/span&gt; Tag :P ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The line says " how was your afternoon?"  from the book Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can &amp;amp; catch air?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My Stress Ball&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on T. V. ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How I met your mother &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9 P.M may be&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It is 9:09 P.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My mom calling me for dinner for the fifth time...(man... It's a bad situation :P) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I was out for a nice and happy evening walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Before you started this Q&amp;amp;As, what did you look at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My computer screen :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Btw&lt;/span&gt; I think its a ridiculous question!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;10. When did you last laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am laughing now... ha ha ha :P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;11. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A.C..  My Vision Wall ...Wall Clock... Candle Stands... and few weird posters &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; nutty quotations...(Is it messy ??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;12. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rakhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sawant&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NDTV&lt;/span&gt; Imagine :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Useless!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;14. What is the last film you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Come September"... A beautiful romantic movie ... you must watch it !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;15. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh I have long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wish list&lt;/span&gt; on my Vision Wall  with the title "Things to do before I die" ... I will fulfil that list !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;16. Tell me something about you that I dunno!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can talk fluently and flawlessly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;17. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A world without religion would be nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;18. Do you like to Dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I love to... n I am good at it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;19. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Honey - Bunny :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;20. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Macho Man  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;:P (Oh please do not make such face, he is my kid I can call him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;!!! :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" align="justify"&gt;21. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/div&gt;      &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah ... Rio De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Janeiro&lt;/span&gt;, Brazil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;22. What do you want GOD to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Well may be he should say :  Do you think I am handsome???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;:p  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;   (Guess what my answer would be :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:x-small;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And I tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://saadshaikh.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1. Great blogger named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Saad&lt;/span&gt; from Bombay : Bombay Blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2. Americanising Desi blog : Life or something like it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/1113695893647937982-8805076507509920193?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8805076507509920193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8805076507509920193&amp;isPopup=true' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8805076507509920193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8805076507509920193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-9189421952151529832</id><published>2009-08-12T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:40:09.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><title type='text'>Read It Till The End!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkZYC9WMvmI/AAAAAAAAABk/09BC299MZOM/s1600-h/girl_with_report_card_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkZYC9WMvmI/AAAAAAAAABk/09BC299MZOM/s200/girl_with_report_card_1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352062015027068514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A father passing by his  daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat &amp;amp; tidy.  He suddenly saw an envelope propped up on the center of the pillow. It was addressed "Dad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;with the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;It is with great regret &amp;amp; so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;row that I'm writing you, but I'm leaving home.I had to elope with my new boyfriend Tory  because I wanted to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; avoid a scene with Mom &amp;amp; you. I've been finding real passion with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tory  &amp;amp; he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; too -even with all his piercing, tattoos, &amp;amp; motorcycle clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But it's not only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tory said that he wants me to have the kid &amp;amp; that we'll be very happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; together. Even though Tory is much older than I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; (but,40 isn't so old these days... is it?), and has no money,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; really these things shouldn't stand in the way of our relationship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; don't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tory has a great CD collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and  has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; other girlfriends as well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; way. Tory taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; be growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; the cocaine and ecstasy we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; so that Tory  can be cured; he sure deserves a long life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; you can get to know your grandchildren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your loving daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;At the bottom of the page were the letters 'PTO'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hands trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;P. S: Dad, none of the above is true.&lt;br /&gt;I'm over at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; neighbor's house.I just wanted to remind you that there are worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;things in life than my report card that's in my desk's  center drawer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Please sign it and call when it is safe for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;to come home. I love you !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(courtesy : A forwarded e mail from a friend&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/1113695893647937982-9189421952151529832?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9189421952151529832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=9189421952151529832&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/9189421952151529832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/9189421952151529832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/read-it-till-end.html' title='Read It Till The End!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkZYC9WMvmI/AAAAAAAAABk/09BC299MZOM/s72-c/girl_with_report_card_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-6091160207120119534</id><published>2009-08-09T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:54:58.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><title type='text'>This Life Is a Bubble!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Life is full of bubbles. Millions of bubbles. BIG bubbles. SMALL bubbles. These bubbles float around us. We can't see them. They are microscopic. They are at the alpha level of the mind (now don't ask me what that means!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Each bubble contains a dream, and idea, a wish, a desire. Once in a while a bubble floats into the conscious state of the mind. The bubble grows. Bigger and bigger. Day after day. When it reaches its optimum level, its all we can think about. Day and night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;All you want in life is that li'l dream inside the bubble to come true. And once that wish takes over your mind-body-soul, the bubble BURSTS. Just like that. Just as inconspicuously as it had surfaced in the first place. For a second you're paralyzed, not realizing what has happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You don't know what to do, where to go. Your heart breaks. Your mind freezes. Your soul cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Time passes. And then slowly another bubble floats into the conscious state of the mind. This one too grows bigger and bigger, day after day........until.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;PHUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Life becomes a full circle.&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/1113695893647937982-6091160207120119534?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6091160207120119534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=6091160207120119534&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6091160207120119534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6091160207120119534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-life-is-bubble.html' title='This Life Is a Bubble!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7260481210833965523</id><published>2009-08-07T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:37:50.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Miracles Happen, Just Believe!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Though, I do not intend to write about miracles here, but this is what happens when you wake up at 2 A.M. with so much in your heart and with the most beautiful dream you have ever seen. They say, " Miraculous moments of life can be found in the simplest way, in the chirping of the birds, innocent smile of a new born or a rainbow".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;     'The sky knows when its time to snow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;     You don't need to teach a seed to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another ordinary miracle today...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;When I first heard this song by Sarah Mclachlan... I just smiled... and that is when I realised what Einstein meant when he wrote "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt; There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle" or what Paulo Coelho wanted to convey through Santiago in The Alchemist  or the meaning of the famous Chinese saying " Be careful what you wish for , coz you might just get it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever used the phrase- It was destined to me or accidentally discovered something fortunate while looking for something else or just decided to let go of the most precious thing to test your destiny.Isn't it strange when you have prayed for a specific purpose and the prayer is answered, when there's no earthly reason something wonderful has happened, or when all hopes are gone and an opportunity arrives out of nowhere and leave you amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miracles happen to everyone everyday, however most people do not see miracles because they are simply not looking for them. In fact, I guess to live at all is a miracle enough. It might sound like a Fairy Tale or may be a few words from some school kid, but miracles do happen to those who believe in them. Moments and miracles are everywhere, just look around and do not just believe in miracles - depend on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Isn't it remarkable? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every time a raindrop falls &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another ordinary miracle today&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds in winter have their fling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt; And always make it home by spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;It's just another ordinary miracle today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;When you wake up everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Please don't throw your dreams away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Hold them close to your heart&lt;br /&gt;cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;we are all a part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;The Ordinary Miracle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;And with the music of these beautiful lines by Sarah Mclachlan, I think I want to sleep a little more as it's just 2:30 A.M. and I wish to see the same dream and who knows it might just come true and turns into another ordinary miracle :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1113695893647937982-7260481210833965523?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7260481210833965523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7260481210833965523&amp;isPopup=true' title='56 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7260481210833965523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7260481210833965523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/miracles-happen-just-believe.html' title='Miracles Happen, Just Believe!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>56</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-855714316675820155</id><published>2009-08-02T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:49:35.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have been Tagged'/><title type='text'>TAG TIME !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Hey I have been tagged by two really creative bloggers &lt;a href="http://dreamergurl2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;DREAMERGURL&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://multiplewords.blogspot.com/"&gt;SRIVATSAN.&lt;/a&gt;..It's kinda fun and as I am very much allowed to add and subtract the categories, I have decided to experiment .. Hope you all like it ... And thanks so much&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/multiplewords.blogspot.com/"&gt; Sri&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://dreamergurl2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;dreamergurl&lt;/a&gt; :) ... here comes the tag!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Rule, You Rule, We Rule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The idea is, to list five items in each category and not necessarily in order of liking. You can always add or subtract categories according to your will. Then tag five lovely people to be the next ones to take this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white;"&gt; Favorite Words:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interesting:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;This is one word that makes me excited. Anything that comes under the category turns me on :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;There is so much in my heart I express through words and also my blog is still  alive  because of words :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mysterious:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;This word is full of all hidden mysteries. Kinda difficult to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obsession:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Too obsessed with obsession. This word put all my crazy thoughts in a single bucket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miracle:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Einstein wrote, "There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." I prefer the latter one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;characters (Fiction) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edward Cullen from the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-size: 100%; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;: My recent obsession. Hopelessly in love with Edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duchess from The Duchess of Malfi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;: This bold character describes that a women has a right to liberty in this so called men's world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Santiago from The Alchemist :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;This character made me realise, it is never silly to chase your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Darcy from Pride and Prejudice : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;After reading the book I have decided...I am not gonna settle down in life for anything less than MR. Darcy..hehe.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gopal from The Inscrutable Americans :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;His innocence will take your heart away for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Words They Must Ban :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lols : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Though I myself use this word a lot. But its kinda sucks. Every time when we have nothing to say we lols, and it annoys me a lot. lols :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Etc. :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;This is the most complicated word I have ever read. It seems like an alternate for knowledge. When you have nothing in mind say etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blah Blah :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt; Now this word has no real reason to survive. It cuts all the details and the poor sentence becomes dull.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loser :&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;This word is a big loser in itself and those who use it for others are big time losers too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc33; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wateva :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Attitude without personality is what this word is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: white;"&gt; Favorite One Liners :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Less is more, when more is too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Well behaved women seldom make history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Reality is a nice place , but I would not want to live there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;A clean room is a sign of a broken computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Never get in fight with ugly people, they have nothing to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And five creative chosen ones are :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amit and his romantic blog :&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://loveisalwaysnew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hopeless Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://loveuteddo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Lovesick  from the blog : Obsessions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wramblingz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Ramblings of Subhayan in : Wrah&lt;/span&gt;oolz Wramblingz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rehab-reject.blogspot.com/"&gt;4. &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Angie from the blog : Rehab Reject&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clickbharathi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Opinions of Bharathi from: The Naked Opinion.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have fun ... reply soon ... :) cheers!!!&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/1113695893647937982-855714316675820155?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/855714316675820155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=855714316675820155&amp;isPopup=true' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/855714316675820155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/855714316675820155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/08/tag-time.html' title='TAG TIME !!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-4060155006647420458</id><published>2009-07-28T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:54:03.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Last Letter!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;As I sit here in front of my desktop, kinda confused about what to write... as I am little upset n emotional these days.. due to  silly things... I know.. I  should not worry about... and may be because I do not want to write any cry baby emotional stuff ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So, I decided to post a letter by a great writer Gabriel Garcia Marquez that has inspired me always, in my happy and not so happy moments. I dunno if I should post it here ..as it is not written by me ...but I  think it is a great source of motivation  and a must read for everyone.. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gabriel was a famous writer from Colombia and  has a form of cancer which is terminal. He has sent a farewell letter to his friends before his death (in poetic form which was turned in a letter format after wards)... A letter that makes us realise the importance of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"If God, for a second, forgot what I have become and granted me a little bit more of life, I would use it to the best of my ability. I wouldn't possibly, say everything that is in my mind, but I would be more thoughtful of all I say. I would give merit to things not for what they are worth, but for what they mean to express...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I would sleep less, I would dream more, because I know that for every minute that we close our eyes, we waste 60 seconds of light. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I would walk while others stop; I would stay awake while others sleep. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;If God would give me a little bit more of life, I would dress in a simple manner, I would place myself in front of the sun, leaving not only my body, but my soul naked at its mercy….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;To all, I would say how mistaken they are when they think that they stop falling in love when they grow old, without knowing that they grow old when they stop falling in love….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I would give wings to children, but I would leave it to them to learn how to fly by themselves. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;To old people I would say that death doesn't arrive when they grow old, but with forgetfulness. I have learned so much with you all, I have learned that everybody wants to live on top of the mountain, without knowing that true happiness is obtained in the journey taken &amp;amp; the form used to reach the top of the hill. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have learned that when a newborn baby holds, with its little hand, his father's finger, it has trapped him for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have learned that a man has the right and obligation to look down at another man, only when that man needs help to get up from the ground.. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Say always what you feel, not what you think. If I knew that today is the last time that I am going to see you asleep, I would hug you with all my strength and I would pray to the Lord to let me be the guardian angel of your soul… &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I knew that these are the last moments to see you, I would say "I love you". &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;There is always tomorrow, and life gives us another opportunity to do things right, but in case I am wrong, and today is all that is left to me, I would love to tell you how much I love you &amp;amp; that I will never forget you. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow is never guaranteed to anyone, young or old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today could be the last time to see your loved ones, which is why you mustn't wait; do it today, in case tomorrow never arrives. I am sure you will be sorry you wasted the opportunity today to give a smile, a hug, a kiss, and that you were too busy to grant them their last wish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;From you I have learned so many things, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;but in truth they won't be of much use, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;for when I keep them within this suitcase, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;unhappily shall I be dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With much love, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Friend, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gabriel_Garc%C3%83%C2%ADa_M%C3%83%C2%A1rquez"&gt;Gabriel Garcia Marquez &lt;/a&gt;&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/1113695893647937982-4060155006647420458?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4060155006647420458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=4060155006647420458&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4060155006647420458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4060155006647420458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-letter.html' title='Last Letter!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-3496124244819142028</id><published>2009-07-25T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:48:52.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is beautiful'/><title type='text'>REVISIT LIFE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;"When I was a child, I wanted to draw like an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;               When I became an adult, I always wanted to draw like a child."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;These are the words of the famous artist Pablo Picasso. When I first heard my father recite these words, I was all of 8 years, and at that time, I didn't quite see much logic in it. Now, 13 years later, I have understood the meaning of these words like never before. My passion for various things might have evolved over the years, from books to music to tennis to.......Science?  but there is still a part of me that longs for that old love for art and my childhood days, when even if you make a rectangular shape orange your parents and teachers appreciates it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;This life has got something for everyone in the world, and as they say we all have a purpose here. But its sad when you see people in Rehabs or spending life like they are living in hell. Failing to meet expectations, the feeling of being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;even when among family and friends, and the constant pressure to perform well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt; not succeeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;It feels strange when I hear teenagers committing suicide because of studies, failure in life or betrayal from friends, and it feels even more strange when people say, the person must be weak to commit an act as childish as suicide. Well, they can never understand the real circumstances.  I have always believed that we all are worth something, not necessarily a Doctor, Engineer or a Pilot but a different, still, an equally important identity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But when people around you stop believing in your abilities (not necessarily by saying so), you too, soon, stop believing in yourself. And when someone suddenly says or does something to show that s/he has faith in your capabilities, you are both OVERWHELMED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and SCARED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;to the point of just wanting to give up on everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Overwhelmed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt; that here you have a person who believes in you, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;scared&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt; that you just might let him down too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The pressure of society not only forces a child to end his life but also to loose that special ability and identity. I do not know how many(if any) parent(s) will read this article but I really want to request them all, that rather to compare your child to his/er cousins or friends or anybody for that matter, you may please appreciate his abilities and support him in something he is best at... like you did when he was kid... and tell him you are there. Even if he is not like someone you have wanted him to !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&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/1113695893647937982-3496124244819142028?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3496124244819142028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=3496124244819142028&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/3496124244819142028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/3496124244819142028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/revisit-life.html' title='REVISIT LIFE!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8257098269171060995</id><published>2009-07-23T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:49:17.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><title type='text'>Invisible Bonds!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiGmB9pLa_I/AAAAAAAAADk/6I6gkU-F6zg/s1600-h/Man+and+child+sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341733185695476722" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiGmB9pLa_I/AAAAAAAAADk/6I6gkU-F6zg/s200/Man+and+child+sunset.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 200px; width: 192px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;One day I was shouting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;n blaming god for everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said i don't believe in you &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;for me you are nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I sat with some tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;thinking that no one cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I closed my eyes and get&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;as god was with me there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;God looked at me with a warm smile &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I was silent for that while&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he hold my hands and show his view&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said, " I am here for helping you"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sat with me and asked with cheer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to you oh my dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell me with an open heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I am for you here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I asked him " Am I dreaming"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I told what I am feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;he said- no, this is reality&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for you my time is eternity...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said - I am all alone here &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one loves me, and no one care &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a shoulder to cry on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt; I need some love that I can share ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;He said "you are so beautiful", &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so charming and so true&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though there were times you did something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;you know you should not do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;But you have been forgiven and &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last you are free&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how much you love this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;how much you care for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I know you are surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;why I came here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;you want to ask some questions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be want to argue...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said everyone pray to you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;they do so much of care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;you never went to bless them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt; came to bless me here ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;He said that people pray to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;but no one does much care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;you are someone who loves me most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;so I came for you here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I thanked him for his company,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;his blessings and his love -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;just two seconds and blink of  eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;he vanished far above...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;(I wrote it When I was 12yrs)&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/1113695893647937982-8257098269171060995?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8257098269171060995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8257098269171060995&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8257098269171060995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8257098269171060995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/invisible-bonds.html' title='Invisible Bonds!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiGmB9pLa_I/AAAAAAAAADk/6I6gkU-F6zg/s72-c/Man+and+child+sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2527022505308155319</id><published>2009-07-21T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:41:05.484-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have been Tagged'/><title type='text'>MY FIRST TAG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SmWHv3IxLoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yQZb6lUTwBY/s1600-h/image.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SmWHv3IxLoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yQZb6lUTwBY/s200/image.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360840187778772610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hey, I have been tagged for the first time ... by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;" href="http://wramblingz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wrahool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;. He wants me to complete this... in 2 days, but since this is my first tag ... M kinda excited and completing it without even wasting an hour. Quite an interesting tag, I must say. Its the 'ABC Tag'. You get to know the ABC of ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      Now the rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Link the person who tagged you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post the rules on your blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share the ABCs of you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tag 3 people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let the 3 tagged people know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not tag the same person repeatedly but try to tag different people, so that there is a big network of bloggers doing this tag!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So, read the ABC of ME...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;ol style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A – Available/Single?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Mingling single :P !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B – Best friend?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;My Dairy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;C – Cake or Pie? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Chocolate chip cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;D – Drink of choice?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Pineapple Juice ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E – Essential item you use every day? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Water...Something I can't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;F – Favorite colour?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;G – Gummy Bears Or Worms?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yak...keep these away from me!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;H – Hometown?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Delhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I – Indulgence? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Mad for books and Traveling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;J – January or February? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;December!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;K – Kids &amp;amp; their names?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I myself am a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;L – Life is incomplete without? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The warmth that we share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;M – Marriage date? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ask me after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; six or seven years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;N – Number of siblings?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;one...younger brot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O – Oranges or Apples?&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Grapes!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P – Phobias/Fears?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Loneliness kills me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q – Quote for today?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Never cut your expenses, Always increase your income!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;R – Reason to smile?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;That I am still alive!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;S – Season? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Winter ( I love the temp in minus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T – Tag 3 People? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;done... just scroll your mouse a little!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;U – Unknown fact about me?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can talk fluently and flawlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li face="verdana"&gt;V – Vegetable you don't like?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Beans...ew:-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li face="verdana"&gt;W – Worst habit? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Witty answers!!! I like it though... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;X – X-rays you've had?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;yup once...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Y – Your favorite food?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Italian basically ... I am a bit foodie, so pretty much everything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Z – Zodiac sign?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cancerian... But with zero canci qualities!!! lols:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I tag three bloggers, I've never tagged before: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" href="http://ballat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shankar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" href="http://www.iluvmyfamily.co.cc/blog/"&gt;Saad and &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" href="http://clickbharathi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Bharathi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;. Let me know when its done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Image courtesy:&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;- &lt;a href="http://-%20zattoo.com/files/images/abc.jpg"&gt;zattoo.com/files/&lt;wbr&gt;images/abc.jpg)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-2527022505308155319?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2527022505308155319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2527022505308155319&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2527022505308155319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2527022505308155319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-tag.html' title='MY FIRST TAG!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SmWHv3IxLoI/AAAAAAAAAK4/yQZb6lUTwBY/s72-c/image.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2373241927192844994</id><published>2009-07-20T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:52:54.904-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>Gender Bender : I and You!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiHsyijPscI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iNOiabnL-h4/s1600-h/love-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341810986050367938" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiHsyijPscI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iNOiabnL-h4/s200/love-cartoon.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 168px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Men are simple things, they can survive a whole weekend with only three things:beer, boxer shorts and batteries for the remote control... ( Diana Jordan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;At the age of eleven women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situation which a man, if he is lucky, manages to achieve somewhere in the late seventies...(P.G. Wodehouse) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;hese are just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;few quotations written by the great scholars. But as it is said : Gender issues started with the first creation of God- Adam n Eve. And the whole problem occurred because of a silly fruit. Poor Eve, I am sure she didn't even know that she will be blamed fr all the generations just because of an APPLE!!!And then Adam(The Macho Man)c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;ompletely devoted to the dumb Eve committed the same mistake again(Great!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Whether it is the famous story of Adam n Eve or Gen Y, men and women are considered as two completely different creatures trying to cope up with each other(Remember that famous song from the movie HUM TUM).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;You can not live with them and you can not live without them! Sounds familiar guys???:D The most frequently expressed complaint women have is- Men do not listen!!! And the only thing men complain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;about is- Women talk a lot!!!(huh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="color: silver;"&gt;wateva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;:P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;From choices to interests and interests to thoughts, the only word that comes in mind is- DIFFERENT!!!We have always imagined the kind of person we would love to be with. But is it possible or rather necessary to have someone with same thoughts and interests? huh man- sounds boring, isn't it? Rather most of the time we end up breaking a relationship with someone we have always wanted and then search for articles or read books in order to understand opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We change ourselves according to them, we do what they like, we wear they want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Girls change the way they look or behave so that their boyfriend will love them as much as he loved his EX and boys work out to get those six pack abs(or is it eight now?) and then the basic reason of break off is- You have changed!!(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" style="color: silver;"&gt;hhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;:D).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;We do not realise that the other person chose us over everybody else! No theories or research is needed to fall in love or to make others fall in love with you. As Ashley  Judd said in the movie Someone Like You : "We are not animals so no cow theory works here, but, sometimes you open the barn door, or the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;bedroom door, or the hospital door, and you find the real thing.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;You find someone who can sit with you when you are at your absolute worst, when your face looks like a punching bag and he can still look at you and tell you "You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen" And you suddenly realise that's the one you have always wanted not the one in Fairy Tales!!!&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/1113695893647937982-2373241927192844994?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2373241927192844994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2373241927192844994&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2373241927192844994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2373241927192844994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/gender-bender-i-and-you.html' title='Gender Bender : I and You!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiHsyijPscI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iNOiabnL-h4/s72-c/love-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-4124544048333860755</id><published>2009-07-19T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:39:17.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>If I Were A boy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;From the day I was born and ever since I was old enough to think for myself, I've wondered why I was born a girl and not a guy(not the one in the pic, but a better one, unno more handsome lols:P).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Being a guy would have been so much easier! No, lets not get into all the gender bias-cum-feminist discussion...that's not where I'm getting at(at least today). It's just that I would have preferred to be a guy...all for stupid trivial reasons.....like not having to dress up and look your best every time (heaven!)...or not having to comb your hair every day(unno) you get  to wear all those over-sized and baggy clothes..you can grow that cheezy beard or even weird sideburns(oooooh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Being allowed to roam the streets of your neighborhood wearing old faded shorts at all times of the day (and night).Walk out of the house anytime you want to, catch up with your friends, drink beer with them, discuss girls and you won't even get frantic calls from your parents about where you are and how you plan to get back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;The joy of having a HUGE appetite and being able to digest all the food (no figure issues). Life would have been so much more WONDERFUL! Not that being a girl is awful or anything, it has its own merits....but then you know....one always feels the grass is greener on the other side!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I've always envied my cousins. Most of 'em are guys and are nice enough to include me in most of their expeditions and conversations but its just not the same! Guys will always be guys. Even the long haired feminist ones!!!&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/1113695893647937982-4124544048333860755?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4124544048333860755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=4124544048333860755&amp;isPopup=true' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4124544048333860755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4124544048333860755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-were-boy.html' title='If I Were A boy!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-6092429398501595725</id><published>2009-07-17T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:42:38.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am too sexy for my shoes'/><title type='text'>That's my brand, Dude!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;I recently read a very interesting article in one of the national dailies. Though the article was primarily about urbanization a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;nd consumerism, a particular point made by the author regarding branded apparel and other accessories caught my interest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Being a devout follower of the latest Adidas and Nike shoes/sports apparel and dreaming of SOMEDAY owning &lt;em&gt;at least &lt;/em&gt;one of the two super brands (wishful thinking!), the article gave a whole new dimension to my perception of brands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;The author threw light on an aspect of branded materials that I had never particularly thought about. His take was that, we as consumers actually end up &lt;em&gt;paying &lt;/em&gt;the mother companies of various brands we wear for advertising and promoting &lt;em&gt;their &lt;/em&gt;brands by wearing &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; logos instead of it being the other way round!! So basically, when I wear an Adidas jacket with its '3 blocks' on the left hand corner, I'm actually endorsing the brand without being paid for it, rather &lt;em&gt;paying &lt;/em&gt;for it (&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt; creating a BIG hole in my pocket, huh!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;It's funny how even though we are all sub-consciously aware of this fact, most of us still crave for those 'branded utilities'. All I can say is that whoever started the trend definitely had more than just a few Grey cells! What say?&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/1113695893647937982-6092429398501595725?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/6092429398501595725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=6092429398501595725&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6092429398501595725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/6092429398501595725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/thats-my-brand-dude.html' title='That&apos;s my brand, Dude!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-4207803650067022889</id><published>2009-07-15T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:53:13.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><title type='text'>I Protest Against Protest!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ever since The Supreme Court amended article 377, I have been listening all the f****** statements against it. Few think it's against Indian culture, for some people it's against nature, and the oh so smart ones even say, " People support homosexuality because they all are gay" wow!!! hats off to all the intelligent thoughts, this world is where it is just because of you (you morons).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Recently we have heard statements from Mr. Lalu Prasad against homosexuality saying inky pinky ponky stuff about our great country and it's culture. Then we have our own Baba Ramdev who has all the time and money in the world to actually file the case against the amendment (as if all the homosexuals are hitting on him).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I mean what the hell, I have never seen this man fighting for child education or child labor or child marriages for that matter. When domestic violence happens and a newly wed bride is burnt, he never protests. He did not fight when the court released Nithari or any other culprit for that matter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;But ya he loves the country and it's culture so much and can do anything to protect it, even if it's not necessary(meet our future icon ladies and gentleman). Now his fans will say, " all these rape cases or child related issues are not his concern" of course not ...But homosexuality is, isn't it??? only if you could explain me why he is concerned about something like homosexuality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's a fact and a part of life you can not stop it... legal or illegal, does not matter...Only the legality will give happiness to those who can not do anything to change it!!!  It's just weird how they call it against nature and can not understand that homosexuality is something that nature has nurture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: verdana;"&gt;And for whatever reasons, how the amendment of this article may cause any trouble to even a single person??? May be he can spend his hard earned money on fighting for a cause that really needs attention. And about our country and its culture. Honestly , we all know the positives and the negatives of it( though some of you might not accept the negatives) but it's time to actually work on negatives and turn these into positives rather to hide the negatives in the name of Indian culture !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1113695893647937982-4207803650067022889?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4207803650067022889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=4207803650067022889&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4207803650067022889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4207803650067022889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-protest-against-protest.html' title='I Protest Against Protest!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-9087391472094257094</id><published>2009-07-14T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:40:55.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I eat sleep and drink books...'/><title type='text'>My 15 Books Tag!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Since the 15 Books tag is very popular among bloggers and I think it's an interesting way to exchange must reads as not every book is worth your time ... So here are my must reads :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt; : The day you will finish this book, you will realize why it is recommended by all book lovers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat, pray and love by Elizabeth Gilbert &lt;/span&gt;: Must read for all women and everyone who loves to travel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missy's Murder by Karen Kingsbury&lt;/span&gt; : Go for this one if you love murder mysteries, very well narrated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes to myself by Hugh Prather&lt;/span&gt; : Shall give you immense peace in the times of depression or not so happy moments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini &lt;/span&gt;:  Set against the backdrop of war-time Afghanistan. This one can keep you glued from the first page.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I were you by P. G. Wodehouse&lt;/span&gt; : Each n every book by Wodehouse is recommended... awesome, awesome, awesome author.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Duchess of Malfi by John Webster&lt;/span&gt; : An amazing play ...Must read for all men and women.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thousand splendid suns by Khaled Hosseini &lt;/span&gt;: A book that focuses on women and family.  Very well narrated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The diary of a young girl by Anne Frank &lt;/span&gt;: read this one if you want to know the effects of war on innocents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;She by H. Rider Haggard &lt;/span&gt;: She-who-must-be-obeyed...haha...If you want to know the meaning of these lines... read the book :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight by Stephenie Meyer &lt;/span&gt;: Well I haven't read it myself yet, but got recommendations  from lots of  friends and cousins ... You may also try.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Inscrutable Americans by Anurag Mathur&lt;/span&gt;: If you are an Indian... you must read this one!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wings of fire by Arun Tiwari &lt;/span&gt;: Biography of Dr. Kalam... A book full of simplicity and inspiration.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Motorcycle Diaries by Ernesto Che Guevara&lt;/span&gt; : I read it because I love Che... Just read it you will love him too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anne of Green gables by L. M. Montgomery&lt;/span&gt; : A book full of charms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;     Soon I will be writing book reviews on must reads ...Keep visiting, Happy    blogging :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3333ff; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1113695893647937982-9087391472094257094?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/9087391472094257094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=9087391472094257094&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/9087391472094257094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/9087391472094257094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-15-books-tag.html' title='My 15 Books Tag!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8964649222723582142</id><published>2009-07-14T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:47:58.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><title type='text'>"Still I rise" by Maya Angleou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;  You may write me down in history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With your bitter, twisted lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You may trod me in the very dirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But still, like dust, I'll rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does my sassiness upset you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Why are you beset with gloom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Pumping in my living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just like moons and like suns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With the certainty of tides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just like hopes springing high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Still I'll rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Did you want to see me broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bowed head and lowered eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Shoulders falling down like teardrops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Weakened by my soulful cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does my haughtiness offend you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't you take it awful hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Diggin' in my own back yard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You may shoot me with your words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You may cut me with your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You may kill me with your hatefulness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But still, like air, I'll rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does my sexiness upset you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does it come as a surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That I dance like I've got diamonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At the meeting of my thighs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Out of the huts of history's shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Up from a past that's rooted in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Leaving behind nights of terror and fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am the dream and the hope of the slave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I rise.      &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/1113695893647937982-8964649222723582142?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8964649222723582142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8964649222723582142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8964649222723582142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8964649222723582142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/still-i-rise-by-maya-angleou.html' title='&quot;Still I rise&quot; by Maya Angleou'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-4384579708424297139</id><published>2009-07-13T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:47:17.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confession time'/><title type='text'>New Crush on the Cards!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had this unique talent of having a bad taste in men. Every time I feel bumps in my stomach for someone either the guy is married or engaged. I once read the quotation "The primary difference b/w a man and a women is that men gets his self esteem when a woman says yes and the women get hers when she says no".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;And since then I started using my brain (though now  I doubt if I really have brain). The habit of saying no continued. My friends used to say, " Suga don't be so choosy, just say yes" and the same line repeated for each proposal, but who listen to friends anyways (:P).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Some even thought I am too proud of myself or my looks or something like that, but deep inside I was aware of the fact, I am neither proud nor choosy, I was just being me or may be my Fairy Tales or Mills and Boon dream guy stopped me, or may be I was not ready for commitment, or may be I was confused , I still am, I guess (;P).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I never felt that spark for any of the guy even though I felt their love was true. Every time I used to see a romantic movie or a pair on a bike(girl holding a guy tightly) I used to feel the warmth or may be it's the activation of adrenaline or something. I wanted to be in love  and decided it's time for me to break the Celibacy and start dating a men, more because all my friends were engaged.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I even tried to say yes to one of those guys but my conscious told me it was wrong. I realized I am going crazy and left the idea of dating, may be I should concentrate on my studies more (huh boring) but I was happy I have always loved academics .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;In the evening today, I went  for my usual walk after dinner. Standing in between trying to cross the road(man that's one thing that will gimme heart attack one day for sure) when I suddenly saw someone with an old lady... ahhh he is the new neighbor...man why didn't I notice him before(I cursed myself for my ignorance).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;He was in that black tee and blue jeans helping that lady for the scary road crossing activity. Must be his granny I thought&amp;nbsp;(though I so much wished if he could replace me with the lady and hold my hand tightly). I was scared of the traffic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;His face turned  towards me and he smiled, I was happy and embarrassed at the same time  of being scared of a silly bicycle. But the moment.... I felt something, the romantic movie warmth, activation of adrenaline, Fairy Tales characters, Mills and Boon guys, background rhythm of saxophone and that was it I THINK I AM IN LOVE :)... aaaahan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;To be continued....&lt;/span&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/1113695893647937982-4384579708424297139?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/4384579708424297139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=4384579708424297139&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4384579708424297139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/4384579708424297139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-crush.html' title='New Crush on the Cards!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7951085997092856477</id><published>2009-07-12T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:40:09.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>Barney and The Bro Code!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SlZ35zZh5PI/AAAAAAAAAFg/607iLFV4MvA/s1600-h/brocode.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SlZ35zZh5PI/AAAAAAAAAFg/607iLFV4MvA/s200/brocode.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356600641737319666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Those who are constant followers of the series "How I met Met Your Mother?" do not need any introduction of Barney and The Bro Code and those who do not follow the series: Trust me guys you gotta watch this one if you want to improve men to men relationship :P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Barney is best described as : Someone who likes to create crazy situations and then sit back and watch it all go down...he lives by The Bro code and always willing to offer his opinion... So here comes a manual guide for all men :- "The Bro Code"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A pub, disco or an office meeting a man shall always wear a suit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thou shalt not sleep with your Bro’s ex-girlfriend (lols:P).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; A Bro is always entitled to do something stupid, as long as the rest of his Bros are doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Bro never admits he can't drive.  Even after an accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Bro doesn't let another Bro get a tattoo, particularly a tattoo of a girls name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Bro never sends a greeting card to another Bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If a chick inquires about another Bro's sexual history, a Bro shall honor the 'rode of silence' and play dumb. Better to have women think all men are stupid than tell the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  A Bro never dances with his hands above his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Unless he has children, a Bro shall not wear his cell phone on a belt clip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In a scenario in which two or more Bros are engaged in entertainment of the adult variety, one Bro is forbidden from intentionally or unintentionally touching another Bro in ANY capacity. Winking is also kind of a no-no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If a Bro become stricken with engagement, his Bros shall stage an intervention and attempt to heal him. This is more commonly known as "a bachelor party."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Real Bro never cries and also a Bro never applies sunscreen to another Bro :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  A Bro never wears pink.  Not even in Europe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bros don't cuddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; A Bro never asks for directions when lost but  may ask for directions to a hot chick who seems to know the area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;              OHhh c'mon guys ...get A Life!!!&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/1113695893647937982-7951085997092856477?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7951085997092856477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7951085997092856477&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7951085997092856477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7951085997092856477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/barney-and-bro-code.html' title='Barney and The Bro Code!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SlZ35zZh5PI/AAAAAAAAAFg/607iLFV4MvA/s72-c/brocode.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2681000186114393045</id><published>2009-07-07T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:46:10.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am too sexy for my shoes'/><title type='text'>A New Life!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How many times have you experienced a moment when there's no hope and you get a solution???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;when you are all alone, upset, and a kid arrives, smiling at you ??? My mornings are usually pleasant, but today it was dull - I felt something strange, a thing called intuition (I dunno if you believe in it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was aware of the fact that something is gonna happen. I got a call that my cab guy is ill and won't come for a pick.  I decided to take an auto and reached office. I did not feel like working, somehow I managed, but the feeling was still.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A friend asked me, "if I want a lift as there's no cab today??" I said yes and we left for home in the evening. On our way; after few kilometers, I felt something. We realized that the breaks are not working properly :-O and I thought if only I had little more time, there's so much I wanna do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't wanna die, not so soon. I have heard people say how it feels to experience death but trust me its much more scary than one can imagine. Somehow we survived as the speed was normal. Just minor injuries. I reached home and kissed my mom and told her I love her. That moment taught me the importance of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I realized how important people are to me, there's so much in my mind I want to share and how lucky I am to be alive :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-2681000186114393045?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2681000186114393045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2681000186114393045&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2681000186114393045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2681000186114393045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-life.html' title='A New Life!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2772393726194476498</id><published>2009-07-05T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:45:10.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me behid the goggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohhh Nadal'/><title type='text'>Wish Rafa Was There :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I am sure this year's final was great for all you Fed Ex fans. Though honestly I did not follow Wimbledon' 09 at all as there was no Rafa and what's the game without the champion :(...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;But still I decided to watch finals, more because I did my special prayers on every shot as I wanted Fed Ex to loose and constantly praying Roddick to win (Well I am not a fan but I guess I hate Fed Ex way too much and can tolerate grand slam title on anyone but him:P).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;But deep inside my heart I was aware of the fact that my wish won't fulfill, at least today as I agree that Fed Ex is an awesome player and you certainly can not expect anyone but Nadal to to beat him. Though Roddick gave him a scare, but this Fed always spoils Rod's party:(.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Anyways, soon after the finals, the news was all over, Fed Ex broke Sampras record and all that shit. Though I think Sampras and of course Borg are hundred times better than FED even after that 15 wateva titles as there was hardly any competition this year coz there was no Nadal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 16px;"&gt;So, no matter what others say but Fed Ex is not legend or something as he did not beat Nadal to achieve that 15th grand slam title. And we all know that Nadal has beaten Fed almost always and as soon as he is fit to play again, Fed Ex will become powerless again(unno). So guys please stop calling him some legend or icon or wateva, for god's sake he did not face Nadal in 2009 . Isn't it too early to call him a legend ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: silver; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;P.S. - I wish Nadal will beat Fed's record some day soon by winning 16 grand slam titles ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-2772393726194476498?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2772393726194476498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2772393726194476498&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2772393726194476498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2772393726194476498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/wish-rafa-was-there.html' title='Wish Rafa Was There :('/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8160699389013627304</id><published>2009-07-04T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:44:57.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just for &quot;GIRLS&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just for &quot;BOYS&quot;'/><title type='text'>Why are we so scared???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Yesterday, while chit chatting with a friend I realized a very strange reality. We were discussing about what's going on in Mumbai and all this shit about Bal Thackrey and his son, when she told me how scared she is just because she has posted something negative about Bal Thackrey and when she searched the net, the only negative article was hers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Nobody else has written anything negative about this father-son duo :-O ...Thinking of various strange questions like what will happen to her if a BJP or Shiv Sena candidate finds out the article we laughed... Though laughing at these lines we both changed the topic, yet, right after the conversation, this strange question struck my mind...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Even being a free citizen of a democratic country aren't we too scared to speak about these dirty politicians??? Why are they even allowed to say any dirty shit about anything or anyone? and why media is always interested in these f****** statements giving these f****** so much importance? Isn't Journalism means -To Influence People???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;But this Thackrey duo is not only allowed to roam freely but also getting V.I.P status by the media for something that's worth a tight slap...Why can't we make a rule that jerks are not allowed to be in politics? so at least we can post some goody goody stuff about politicians :)&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/1113695893647937982-8160699389013627304?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8160699389013627304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8160699389013627304&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8160699389013627304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8160699389013627304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-are-we-so-scared.html' title='Why are we so scared???'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-1863326214435788797</id><published>2009-07-04T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:42:18.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My views on news :)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie tickets'/><title type='text'>Should Times of India's Reviews be Trusted???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;I was one of  those who loved to watch movies and impatiently wait for a new release, but after   my oh so boring experience of so many poor scripted movies  I have decided not to watch first day first show of any Bollywood attempt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wonder how almost every movie in our country is rated 'average' even if it deserves a rating called 'poor'. Day before yesterday, even after my friend's not so good review on the movie NEW YORK, I decided to go for it just because Times of India (claimed to be a no. 1 newspaper of India) rated New york as an outstanding attempt by Mr. Kabir Khan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;While watching the movie, it seemed, what he wanted to show- is how the  9/11 incident affected brown skinned men in New York, but, with no depth on a serious topic like this. The only affecting scene in the movie is when Samir(John) detained and tortured for nine months without a shred evidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Otherwise the screenplay is fluffy. There's also a remarkable lack of tension even when people are being shot and bombs are being placed. Neil's expressionless acting is of no use and John and Kat are just their usual self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Irfan is the only character one may watch, even though he failed to prove any worth of his so serious plan. The end which should have ideally given you bumps for a topic like this only leaves you itching to get out of the theature.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Saddled with a plot- holed script  and poor performances from half of its star cast. It is a long and tiresome movie, but a five starred rating by TOI's critics shows they don't really bother to watch the whole movie before giving a review, as this is not the first time they have rated a non - deserving attempt as an outstanding one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Now may be we should think twice before reading these reviews movies are rated on  I DO NOT KNOW WHAT BASIS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-1863326214435788797?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1863326214435788797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=1863326214435788797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1863326214435788797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1863326214435788797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/should-times-of-indias-reviews-be.html' title='Should Times of India&apos;s Reviews be Trusted???'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-3685639041553768543</id><published>2009-07-02T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:42:48.267-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><title type='text'>Three Stages Of life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;It's kinda strange how the different stages of life gives a whole new meaning to every sentence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;How the alphabets mingle to create a whole new story. I still remember, when I was a kid how I used to follow my Moral Science lessons and my favorite quotation was  &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;"EARLY TO BED AND EARLY TO RISE , MAKES A MAN HEALTHY, WEALTHY, AND WISE"&lt;/span&gt; It's seems so funny how I used to mug my  poems then.How every lesson taught was important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Though with the growing years, I turned into a crazy brat and the quotation took a whole new meaning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;Now my motto was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;"LATE TO BED AND LATE TO RISE, I AM BORN HEALTHY, WEALTHY AND WISE" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;No matter how researchers claim that the teenage  is the most complicated time, but deep inside, I am sure, even they miss those naughty teenage pranks. That first crush, and a period, when a stylish haircut really does matter!!!  Full attendance whole month because of a recent crush and those endless tuition classes. But as they say, "Every good thing comes to an end" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;These beautiful years leave us with great memories to cherish, and a stage arrives, where we have a judgment for every single thing, where we can even understand things we do not want to, and the motto becomes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;"LATE TO BED AND EARLY TO RISE, TOO MANY BILLS TO PAY THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-size: 100%;"&gt;PRICE".&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/1113695893647937982-3685639041553768543?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/3685639041553768543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=3685639041553768543&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/3685639041553768543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/3685639041553768543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/07/three-stages-of-life.html' title='Three Stages Of life...'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8319958444013687358</id><published>2009-07-01T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:30:09.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><title type='text'>Baba Ramdev's waxing issue!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SkQBru23kzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mlSRpEVMuuw/s1600-h/swami_ramdev_doing_yoga1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351404108047160114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SkQBru23kzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mlSRpEVMuuw/s200/swami_ramdev_doing_yoga1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 199px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;We all love Yoga (I mean almost all ;D) . Oki, so when I talk about Yoga what comes to your mind- Peace, relaxation, cool and calm environment or may be Baba Ramdev and his f*******  almost half naked body impatiently waiting to get at least one waxing appointment (If you don't believe meh see the pik!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least he can put on some clothes: Unno, some kurta or something if he is really against all that cool dude stuff    ( just a suggestion:P). I mean it seems to be one of those 'A' rated movie types Yoga practice sessions that really  needs an approval from censor board ( I mean only  if the jury isn't fond of the view ;P) But I wonder what censored stuff will they show(ouch!!!). &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver; font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Yoga classes are meant to be serene pools of space and time where students can relax into the present, but with that hairy view it seems kinda impossible, isn't it??? I mean, I myself am very fond of Yoga but only if the view is nice and pleasant (imagine a cute guy or may be fully clothed baba Ramdev, sigh :P, sounds fantastic just fantastic) aha!!! unno what I mean ;p; I know all you Ramdev fans will say- c'mon Suga, concentrate on Yoga and not on Ramdev and his body - but, teme one thing honestly, if you want to learn an asana, don't you need to look at the teacher at least once, and, It's just impossible to ignore that view even in a one sec look (trust meh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yoga is all about fresh thoughts and a beautiful view but with the guru like Ramdev  it seems I am forced to practice Yoga with some unhygienic hair saloon owner. Oki, I am not saying that I am anti baba Ramdev or anything like that but we all will love him more if he is clean and covered and I am sure he will get more attention from the youth(at least from me ;D) so technically this post is - IN HIS FAVOR (lols:P)&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/1113695893647937982-8319958444013687358?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8319958444013687358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8319958444013687358&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8319958444013687358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8319958444013687358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/baba-ramdev-waxing-issue.html' title='Baba Ramdev&apos;s waxing issue!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SkQBru23kzI/AAAAAAAAAFw/mlSRpEVMuuw/s72-c/swami_ramdev_doing_yoga1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8807732617775549495</id><published>2009-07-01T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:28:16.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me behid the goggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>RIP "MICHAEL JACKSON"!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Neither  am I a proud owner of great  MJ's music collection nor I am a big time fan, but yes, as a true music lover I sincerely appreciate some of his songs and strongly agree with the fact that he was one of a kind- an amazing, amazing artist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Though there were times he did things that he should not do. But now that he is no more we may remember him for his extraordinary contribution to the world of music and nothing else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you enter this world knowing you are loved and you leave this world knowing the same, then everything that happens in between can be dealt with" quoted Jackson once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, tremendous sales of his albums while he was alive, and the number of slowdowns suffered by search engines right after his death is a proof that : Yes, he was loved or rather is loved by millions of people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the height of his career, Jackson was indisputably the biggest star in the world, selling over 500 million albums. It is not wrong to say that his only competition was - HIMSELF!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That famous moonwalk step, weird plastic surgeries and his creative music videos - Michael Jackson was  unique!!! Though it is impossible to ignore a million controversies he was confronted with, whether it's the 1993 child sexual abuse accusation or 2002 Berlin controversy, Jackson made news for all the wrong reasons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now, its all over everywhere, but I just felt like it was worth mentioning here.  Its up to us which Michael Jackson we want to remember - A man  full of controversies or someone that broke the color barrier in music - A REAL LEGEND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1113695893647937982-8807732617775549495?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8807732617775549495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8807732617775549495&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8807732617775549495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8807732617775549495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-michael-jackson.html' title='RIP &quot;MICHAEL JACKSON&quot;!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-5502118307047362225</id><published>2009-07-01T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:41:57.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><title type='text'>Must Read!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;                                                     Sometimes a li&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/Sjv2Hj7bAKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yNeQQmomE5c/s1600-h/dirtroad4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349139592196587682" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/Sjv2Hj7bAKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yNeQQmomE5c/s200/dirtroad4.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 152px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ne is written in a manner that even after hundred years one can  relate it with his life... Literary masters like Shakespeare and great poets like Wordsworth left us with some of the master pieces of English literature... Rudyard Kipling's "If" is one of the precious works that I can never get ova with : A master piece that every reader must read :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-style: italic;"&gt;"IF"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can keep your head when all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,&lt;br /&gt;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But make allowance for their doubting too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,&lt;br /&gt;Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,&lt;br /&gt;If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;&lt;br /&gt;If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster&lt;br /&gt;And treat those two impostors just the same;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken&lt;br /&gt;Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,&lt;br /&gt;Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,&lt;br /&gt;And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you can make one heap of all your winnings&lt;br /&gt;And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,&lt;br /&gt;And lose, and start again at your beginnings&lt;br /&gt;And never breath a word about your loss;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew&lt;br /&gt;To serve your turn long after they are gone,&lt;br /&gt;And so hold on when there is nothing in you&lt;br /&gt;Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,&lt;br /&gt;Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,&lt;br /&gt;If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all men count with you, but none too much,&lt;br /&gt;If you can fill the unforgiving minute&lt;br /&gt;With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,&lt;br /&gt;Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,&lt;br /&gt;And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-5502118307047362225?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5502118307047362225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=5502118307047362225&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/5502118307047362225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/5502118307047362225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/must-read.html' title='Must Read!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/Sjv2Hj7bAKI/AAAAAAAAAFg/yNeQQmomE5c/s72-c/dirtroad4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-1295396714370999758</id><published>2009-06-30T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:39:10.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Intro wid blogging'/><title type='text'>Top 16 Websites To Increase Blog Traffic!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkqmrLLEVWI/AAAAAAAAACU/y0-SCpnmKjs/s1600-h/to_blog_or_not_to_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a href="reddit"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reddit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a href="blogwoods.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blogwoods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Join &lt;a href="twitter.com"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; and put your blog url along with your updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a href="stumbleupon.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stumbleupon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="techmeme.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:130%;" &gt;techmeme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-1295396714370999758?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1295396714370999758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=1295396714370999758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1295396714370999758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1295396714370999758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/top-16-websites-increase-blog-traffic.html' title='Top 16 Websites To Increase Blog Traffic!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkqmrLLEVWI/AAAAAAAAACU/y0-SCpnmKjs/s72-c/to_blog_or_not_to_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2698162549430537620</id><published>2009-06-30T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:16:53.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All in the mind...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream Interpretations...'/><title type='text'>Dream Interpretations # 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There is a psychological technique which makes it possible to interpret dreams, and ... if that procedure is employed, every dream reveals itself as a psychical structure which has a meaning and which can be inserted at an assignable point in the mental activities of waking life" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;                - quoted Sigmund Freud once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Dreams have been a mystery to us since Adam first breathed life. Dreams have always fascinated mankind. We can learn much from our dreams, if we only but listen with a trained ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Some of the common dreams with interpretations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Dream about Automobiles or vehicles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Vehicles that we ride in usually reflect two things; the direction we are                        heading in life, and our body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; The condition of the vehicle might give you an            idea of your health. Driving an old beat up car down a muddy road on a                        stormy night would be considered a pretty bad dream! However flying a  jet                through a beautiful n clean blue sky would be a rather good dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A dream about a child represents something new, different and joyous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  A child represents a new phase in life or a new project. How well the child gets along and fares in the dream is an indication as to how well what it  represents is doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Clothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;A dream about clothing best symbolizes our mood or state of mind. They also signify attitude. Attitudes and moods are similar to clothing in this regard,  they are the camouflage we hide behind, our face we put on for the world in various situations so we can better cope. Take a look at what you, or other people in your dream are wearing to get even more clues to the dream's meaning. If the clothes are in bad condition, it means that a negative trait of your personality is affecting your social circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;People most often portrayed in dreams are actually reflections of your                         own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; traits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These traits are ones that you need to enhance or develop,   or if negative, work on eliminating or reducing.  Then look for those traits in             yourself. You may be very surprised to find a match up! People in dreams                   work most commonly to reflect, or mirror important aspects of your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; font-weight: normal;"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&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/1113695893647937982-2698162549430537620?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2698162549430537620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2698162549430537620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2698162549430537620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2698162549430537620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-interpretations-1.html' title='Dream Interpretations # 1'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-5990130187775235476</id><published>2009-06-30T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T19:18:00.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Intro wid blogging'/><title type='text'>Every Blog Has Its Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SjqV5HYYgyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1Pt0x5Cq-Wk/s1600-h/girl-with-laptop-thumb8140924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348752315922285346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SjqV5HYYgyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1Pt0x5Cq-Wk/s200/girl-with-laptop-thumb8140924.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 167px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oki, now I have started a blog!!! Having a blog is good, but there is a little bit more to consider then just merely creating one and listing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I mean, what is the point of having one when you have less or no readers.... Confused and worried about its popularity I decided to spent one whole night on how to popularize my blog??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I mean, how come people go mad after Amitabh Bachchan's blog even if everything in there is not worth reading...oki,then I realized ya  ya that's Amitabh Bachchan (*wink wink*)So now there you go I am not Amitabh Bachchan, not even Aish for that matter...so, how can I get readers???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...A friend told me 'increase your writings Suga' ...Ya ya I will, but I want readers!!! A tired and screwed situation and I found these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Get a blog Url printed on a T-shirt and wear this T-shirt often(This will work for both- You and your blog) :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Nickname someone using your blog Url :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Leave your blog page opened on your friends laptop and give it back as if you dunno what's going on .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Prepare handouts with the blog Url and paste them in public places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How about scribbling Url on your wall so that visitors are forced to notice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Laughing at the tips I realized...C'mon Suga you are taking it too seriously ...After all EVERY BLOG HAS ITS DAY!!!&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/1113695893647937982-5990130187775235476?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/5990130187775235476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=5990130187775235476&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/5990130187775235476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/5990130187775235476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/every-blog-has-its-day.html' title='Every Blog Has Its Day!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SjqV5HYYgyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1Pt0x5Cq-Wk/s72-c/girl-with-laptop-thumb8140924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-73840812300785219</id><published>2009-06-29T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:41:41.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THOUGHTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>I REsign!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      am hereby officially tendering my                      resignation as an adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      have decided I would like to accept                      the responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;               of an 8-year-old again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to go to McDonald's and think                      that it's a four star restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to sail sticks across a fresh                      mud puddle and&lt;br /&gt;               make ripples with rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to think M&amp;amp;Ms are better                      than money because&lt;br /&gt;               you can eat them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to lie under a big oak tree                      and run a lemonade&lt;br /&gt;               stand with my friends on a hot summer                      day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to return to a time when life                      was simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When                      all you knew were colors, multiplication                      tables,&lt;br /&gt;               and nursery rhymes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;but                      that didn't bother you, because                      you didn't know what&lt;br /&gt;               you didn't know and you didn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of all the things that should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;make                      you worried or upset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to think the world is fair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;That                      everyone is honest and good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to believe that anything is                      possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to be oblivious to the complexities                      of life and&lt;br /&gt;               be overly excited by the little                      things again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to live simple again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't want my day to consist of computer crashes, mountains of paperwork, depressing news,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;how                      to survive more days in the month                      than there is&lt;br /&gt;               money in the bank, doctor bills,                      gossip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;illness,                      and loss of loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      want to believe in the power of                      smiles, hugs, a kind&lt;br /&gt;               word, truth, justice, peace, dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;the                      imagination, mankind, and making                      angels&lt;br /&gt;               in the snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So...here's                      my checkbook and my car keys, my                      credit&lt;br /&gt;               cards and all my responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I                      am officially resigning from adulthood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And                      if you want to discuss this further,                      you'll have to&lt;br /&gt;               catch me first, 'cause,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Tag!                      You're it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Anonymous&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/1113695893647937982-73840812300785219?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/73840812300785219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=73840812300785219&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/73840812300785219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/73840812300785219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-resign.html' title='I REsign!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2813054506638099992</id><published>2009-06-28T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:41:29.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><title type='text'>The Will To Win...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ifyou want a thing bad enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;To go out and fight for it,&lt;br /&gt;Work day and night for it,&lt;br /&gt;Give up your time and your peace and your sleep for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only desire of it&lt;br /&gt;Makes you quite mad enough&lt;br /&gt;Never to tire of it,&lt;br /&gt;Makes you hold all other things tawdry&lt;br /&gt;and cheap for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life seems all empty and useless without it&lt;br /&gt;And all that you scheme and you dream is about it,&lt;br /&gt;If gladly you'll sweat for it,&lt;br /&gt;Fret for it, Plan for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Lose all your terror of God or man for it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ifyou'll simply go after that thing that you want&lt;br /&gt;With all your capacity,&lt;br /&gt;Strength and sagacity,&lt;br /&gt;Faith, hope and confidence, stern pertinacity&lt;br /&gt;If neither cold poverty, famished and gaunt,&lt;br /&gt;Nor sickness nor pain&lt;br /&gt;Of body or brain&lt;br /&gt;Can turn you away from the thing that you want&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ifdogged and grim you besiege and beset it,&lt;br /&gt;You'll get it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- By BertonBraley&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1113695893647937982-2813054506638099992?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2813054506638099992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2813054506638099992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2813054506638099992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2813054506638099992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/will-to-win.html' title='The Will To Win...'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-2530550687620514127</id><published>2009-06-28T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:40:59.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being Mean...'/><title type='text'>Say YES to "NO"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiHztLdsTII/AAAAAAAAAEM/PZmJRPFyn4E/s1600-h/just_say_no.gif"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341818590535109762" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiHztLdsTII/AAAAAAAAAEM/PZmJRPFyn4E/s200/just_say_no.gif" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just few months in office and my colleagues worshiped me as "NO QUEEN" :D. I wonder how so many people have difficulty in saying "NO".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here, I do not have any control over saying "NO". At first saying no was limited only to my colleagues but gradually the "No" infestation grew to such an extent that even my Boss(es) started to think twice before asking me to do certain things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just yesterday my senior came to office at 10:30hrs and contrary to my usual schedule I reached at 10:00hrs and was working from then itself when I decided to take a break, the feeling of which was induced due to an inte(rest)ing conversation going on behind between the two of my colleagues.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As I stood up and turned around I saw my senior coming towards us, he stared at us for two seconds and asked, " What are you people doing? Chatting in the morning?Nobody answered!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then he turned towards me- Don't you have any work? and I said "NO" sir and the rest of the words did not come out of my throat because of the sudden freezing of vocal cords as I was standing near the AC. And after that I became the "NO Queen". Last heard my management is thinking of having me in the negotiation team for takeover details.( lols :D)&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/1113695893647937982-2530550687620514127?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/2530550687620514127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=2530550687620514127&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2530550687620514127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/2530550687620514127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/05/say-yes-to.html' title='Say YES to &amp;quot;NO&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SiHztLdsTII/AAAAAAAAAEM/PZmJRPFyn4E/s72-c/just_say_no.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-1071584664770211881</id><published>2009-06-28T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T20:40:51.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><title type='text'>I Kept ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; keep six honest serving-men&lt;br /&gt;  (They taught me all I knew);&lt;br /&gt;Their names are What and Why and When&lt;br /&gt;  And How and Where and Who.&lt;br /&gt;I send them over land and sea,&lt;br /&gt;  I send them east and west;&lt;br /&gt;But after they have worked for me,&lt;br /&gt;  I give them all a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; let them rest from nine till five,&lt;br /&gt;  For I am busy then,&lt;br /&gt;As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea,&lt;br /&gt;  For they are hungry men.&lt;br /&gt;But different folk have different views.&lt;br /&gt;  I know a person small-&lt;br /&gt;She keeps ten million serving-men,&lt;br /&gt;  Who get no rest at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sends'em abroad on her own affairs,&lt;br /&gt;  From the second she opens her eyes-&lt;br /&gt;One million Hows, two million Wheres,&lt;br /&gt;  And seven million Whys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="color: #999999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- By &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rudyard Kipling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-1071584664770211881?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/1071584664770211881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=1071584664770211881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1071584664770211881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/1071584664770211881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-kept.html' title='I Kept ...'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7439048133140804543</id><published>2009-06-28T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:36:27.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me behid the goggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohhh Nadal'/><title type='text'>No Nadal, No Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/Sj160TI8zjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T1Y3SHKUChE/s1600-h/Rafael-Nadal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/Sj160TI8zjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T1Y3SHKUChE/s200/Rafael-Nadal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349566971295616562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today when Nadal announced his absence from Wimbledon 2009 the only question that came to my mind was can Wimbledon cope without Nadal? That's a million dollar question this year!!! I mean, one can easily imagine the the moment when Fed Ex shows up at Wimbledon without Rafa. Even this line sounds boring ... No number 1 :( ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;When Rafa stated  "I have played with some problems in my knees for a few month but I always felt I'd try and try. You don't know what your limit is... but I have now reached the limit. I was making an effort to play week after week, but I have Oedema- one in each knee and now I am going to be out and I don't know for how long!!!"  one could easily see the pain in his eyes and his helplessness!!! This year, that promised alot for Rafa when he defeated Fed to win Australian Open in January has lost all the hopes to wounded knees. Today at a conference Rafa told tennis world the news that is hard to bear. Wimbledon without number one is like, the sky left only with stars and no moon!!! Though Fed Ex is giving comments like " I am sad that Rafa's knee injury has put  a temporary halt to one of the sports greatest rivalries" and blah blah blah!!! well, we all know that he is the happiest and will never have a better chance. Now it does not matter who will win wimbledon this year... I mean who cares!!! It's like, without Nadal, the wind escaped completly from Wimbledon balloon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1113695893647937982-7439048133140804543?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7439048133140804543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7439048133140804543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7439048133140804543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7439048133140804543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-nadal-no-fun.html' title='No Nadal, No Fun!!!'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/Sj160TI8zjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/T1Y3SHKUChE/s72-c/Rafael-Nadal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-7013402094895331879</id><published>2009-06-27T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:35:42.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The heart of poetry'/><title type='text'>Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkrELKm4kiI/AAAAAAAAACs/qedHZ3zI4t0/s1600-h/imageswoods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkrELKm4kiI/AAAAAAAAACs/qedHZ3zI4t0/s200/imageswoods.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353306803188306466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;His house is in the village, though;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;He will not see me stopping here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;To watch his woods fill up with snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;My little horse must think it queer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The darkest evening of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;To ask if there is some mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The only other sound's the sweep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Of easy wind and downy flake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;     - Poem by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Robert Frost &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/1113695893647937982-7013402094895331879?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/7013402094895331879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=7013402094895331879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7013402094895331879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/7013402094895331879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/stopping-by-woods-on-snowy-evening.html' title='Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening...'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iz9ZoPKmlfQ/SkrELKm4kiI/AAAAAAAAACs/qedHZ3zI4t0/s72-c/imageswoods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1113695893647937982.post-8426130058577575200</id><published>2009-06-27T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T01:31:12.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make food not war'/><title type='text'>A Talk About "CoffeE"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SjkZCfQ04PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wkko5ReJM2I/s1600-h/coffee_morning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SjkZCfQ04PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wkko5ReJM2I/s200/coffee_morning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348333563021680882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is just fantabulous walking into a coffee shop and experience the delicious aroma of coffee. Lost in the fragrance of beans I began this article in a coffee shop while waiting for a friend who is late today as well, like always :D ... Anyways, I ordered my cuppa of coffee and while sitting on a sofa, decided to read the posters with yummy images and loads of information on this mind blowing drink. An interesting one had a really charming quotation: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Smile with the heart and get your coffee free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I broadened my smile, You know, so that I might get at least one cuppa free (lols :P oki, now that's lame :D). As  I turned my face towards a wall that was full of coffee facts, I realized there is so much about the drink that I don't know and I am sure half of the coffee lovers do not know either-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Discovered in the highlands of Ethiopia coffee is the most astonishing wine of the beans. Just one sip not only refreshes nerves but also excites those hidden happy hormones. The beverage as brown and deep as eyes is also useful against numerous illness, particularly those of stomach. Many studies have examined the relationship between coffee consumption and certain medical conditions, whether the overall effect of coffee is positive or n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;egative is still disputed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though, even after that broadened smile I did not get my coffee for free but I certainly looked at it in a different way : Before, it was my favorite drink of rich taste and aroma, but now, a single cuppa of coffee means : A drink that delivers  a whole range of emotional benefits that go beyond taste- from stimulation to relaxation to refreshment, and beyond!!!&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/1113695893647937982-8426130058577575200?l=whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/feeds/8426130058577575200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1113695893647937982&amp;postID=8426130058577575200&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8426130058577575200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1113695893647937982/posts/default/8426130058577575200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whysoserioustoday.blogspot.com/2009/06/talk-about.html' title='A Talk About &amp;quot;CoffeE&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Sugandha Gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16839708356870532315</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fOFuv5UpuAA/Tl09-zlI-qI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Vhwl9v7TZMk/s220/DSC05656.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Kx6HSSLphd0/SjkZCfQ04PI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Wkko5ReJM2I/s72-c/coffee_morning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
