tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17138251178044730462024-03-05T19:34:02.008+05:30Unturned PagesI created this blog to bring out the works which i always kept within myself and never thought of bringing out to the world. Inspired by many,dedicated to many...some unturned pages of my life.Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-60342288784966876862013-11-23T22:50:00.000+05:302013-11-23T22:50:18.312+05:30Change is the Only Constant thing.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Have you heard people ranting and whining about how everything has changed around them? how times have changed and how people have changed? well that happens on a very frequent basis. thus my title is justified. Change is actually the only constant thing in the world.<br />
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But when will the change in humanity come. In fact let me frame it this way, when will we stop speaking and do something? When will we stop questioning and start coming up with solutions? Well it is never too late for anything.<br />
Given the circumstances, everyday we do read in the newspaper or hear in the news about some rape or molestation or any other sexual abuse and what do we do about that? we feel bad for a fraction of second, maybe even have an hour long discussion on it with someone or the other or even share the news on facebook and caption it as "what a shame!". But that is all. When i read posts across twitter and facebook on how rapists in other countries are not given even a second thought, forget second chances, i wonder why is it only in our country that a juvenile escapes punishment because he is too young to be punished but on the ironical path, he can go and rape a woman without any mind. I mean, equality stands in our rights, so let it be equal. According to me, all rapists should be hung when caught. well i am calling them by that term because they are worse than criminals, criminals repent, they don't know mercy so repentance is out of their dictionary.<br />
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I may sound like some amateur talking about making laws and bringing a change. Something I will agree and not be a hypocrite about, I do not have that much capabilities to make the change but if i can be a part of it, I will not back out. The change needs to happen, the revolution needs to occur, the justice needs to be given. Let us stand up for the women who can't raise their voice, but we can. We can let the world know that our country does give justice to women and this can only be possible if we bend the laws, script the new law of punishing the ones who made the women suffer.<br />
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The spark is within us, all we need to do is make it a fire, big enough to spread the word and not let any more of us suffer. We shall let those individuals know that harassing women, molesting them and not letting them live a life can take their lives away for ever.</div>
Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-20381841705984495272013-11-23T17:36:00.001+05:302013-11-23T17:36:21.932+05:30Dry and Faded.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It is very easy to let it all out and just keep crying,
whining and cribbing about something. But when it comes to some emotions which
you know there is no use even if you let it all out. It just gets accumulated
within and you become so closed to it that you don’t know what any of the
feelings feel like. May be once in a while you might sit in some corner and cry
out , tears trickling down your eyes, and quickly rub it all off when you know
someone around you is watching you. This exactly how you become with all
emotions. People who have had all the happiness in life and suddenly have
everything taken away from them and left with nothing, they become very careful
about the little bit of happiness they gain from anything. These kind of people
loose attachment from everything and anything. They no longer know the feeling
of seeing someone after so long or being at home after months or even the
feeling of waiting for someone. I feel sad for such people. They used to be maybe
a person of out bursting emotions and finding happiness in little things. Now
it is all about straight faces, stagnant emotions and dry tears. Nothing can
ever make them happy except for what they have lost on the way. The fear of
losing everything is the greatest fear in the world. They don’t expect anything
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The funny part being, people around this particular person
will feel as if everything is all right and nothing was ever wrong. But little
do they know that behind every smile and laughter there is a shallow side. If they
hurt someone intentionally or even unintentionally, they won’t feel the
slightest tinge of regret or guilt or will even have the urge to apologize. And
that is exactly how people will start drifting from the individual. Such people
like being alone rather than being lonely. They believe in just themselves and
nothing else. They have got no strings attached and have completely rigged of
every wire of connection they ever had with any kind of emotion.</div>
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So if you ever happen to feel you have such people around
you, don’t sympathize with them nor should you expect any sympathies out of
them- Because they are probably stuck at a point of time of their life which
they haven’t yet gotten over. Give them their space and time. someday time will heal them, and someday they will heal the time.</div>
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-86545853676813379142013-11-13T13:33:00.002+05:302013-11-13T13:33:51.687+05:30Love never dies, it just gets lost!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It is at the end of the day all about emotions and feelings.
Love is peculiar in its own way. It makes some people strong and some people
weak. For me it does the work for both. I have learnt over the years that love
is not something that you give up on so easily. It requires patience,
understanding and most of all trust. Deep thoughts and blurting out emotions
are not going to be the only thing I am going to talk about here.</div>
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Maturing over the
years, understanding what exactly it is to be in love or rather falling in
love. It is not some kind of obsession or infatuation. It is just a simple
feeling where you know that there is that one person whom you want to celebrate
your success with and cry to when something bad hits. Love defines a
relationship. Building it on that one sole factor- If that’s not there then
there is no point of calling it a relationship. Well I am very much in love and
there is nothing bad in it. I love the idea of being in love. Makes you smile
every now and then when you think about that person or just makes you go all
romantic and makes you do all kind of gestures to show the love. The person I love
is far away from me but that doesn’t make my love stop from growing.</div>
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<i>“We have been through
the best and the worst, through laughter and cry, through summers and winters,
but never let that shake the foundation.”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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Believing in love is
more important than anything else. I believe everything has its crests and
troughs. Living in the present is equally important because we never know what
is in store for us in the next moment. Being together is not what defines love.
Love is defined by being happy in your beloved’s happiness. Love is selfless
and it doesn’t demand or deceive, neither does it die or disappear. It just
gets lost among the rest of the elements of emotions. It is time’s one way of
indicating that life is hard and we need to find our way out of it. </div>
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So next time you feel love is bullshit and there is no point
of being in love, think over it and find that one reason that had kept you till
now in that pit of love. If you still do not find that reason then it’s better
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To Him,</div>
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<span lang="EN"><i><b>We’ve grown together in so many ways. I’ve learnt so many things from you
and I hope you’ve learned from me too. I’ve tried, you’ve tried. I’ve sulked,
you’ve sulked. We both agreed, disagreed, stormed and relented. We have made
some of the best decisions and made few blunders too. It’s been an ongoing
process of adapting, understanding, accepting, caring and loving. But at the
end of all this, we have been together. You were there throughout
everything I have ever been through. And if you haven’t been there then I blame
time and not you. Life always doesn’t work in our favor. And sometimes it
didn’t work out for us. But one thing that was there all this while was us. </b></i></span></div>
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<i><b>We’ve traveled quite a distance together and there’s still a long
way to go. Everyday there is something new to face with a new dawn. Distance in
kilometers is never the barrier, in fact distance in the relationship is. No
matter how far two people are from each other, if trust and love exists, the
kilometers milestone doesn't stand a chance to destroy anything.</b></i></div>
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<span lang="EN">From Her.</span></div>
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-44530225926692236672013-11-07T12:29:00.001+05:302013-11-07T12:29:09.703+05:30Prioritize the right<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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am a third year college student pursuing my engineering degree and every day I
am piled up with endless number of assignments. I never seem to reach the end
of the pile and can never take a sigh of relief. But in spite of how much ever
busy I get, I don’t forget to give a call to my mom, now the duration is
sometimes a 5 second one or a five minutes. It doesn’t matter how long it is,
it’s what you do. <i>Things which matter the most should never be at the mercy of
the least. </i><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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again I come to the same question, what are priorities? Well, in simple words,
priority is just the expression of importance through actions and not just
through thoughts. Honestly we are never too busy for anything or anyone whom we
love. I love writing and I look for the smallest escape from my packed routine
to write few words, pen down some thoughts and feel happy. I have seen my father
put family before his work sometimes just to see us jolly. So yes, you have
never enough reasons to say no to yourself from doing something you love. <o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div>
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major problem we all have is that we prioritize things that are urgent the most
and not enough on the things that are important and will last through forever.
There are a lot of factors that shape our priorities in our daily lives. It is
what we put at stake and what we leave behind.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: black; font-size: 11.5pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-themecolor: text1;">Talking
about priorities, while I am writing this, I have a lab record to complete and
two assignments due and they are kept right in front of me haunting me but I chose
to write because this is what I love and this is what will keep me happy. Those
assignments can wait and well I can spend an extra few hours on them but this
is like something which I want to do, so I am doing it. My very close friend has
her birthday right in the middle of our semester finals but we somehow manage
to take out few hours to make it special and a happy day for her because that’s
kind of our priority at that point.</span></b></div>
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next time you feel you are doing everything right, look back at the timeline
and see the things you have missed and the times you have disappointed people.
Give your loved ones sixty seconds calls or give yourself the pleasure of the
time to spend on what you love. Go take a trip to the bookstore or sit by the
beach reminiscing memories or maybe surprise the people who have been waiting
for you since forever. </span></b></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; mso-themecolor: text1;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-67930733136955678522013-10-20T19:10:00.000+05:302013-10-20T19:10:22.201+05:30Journeys on the page.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Journeys are some hell of a life changer. I mean sometimes
you just look out of the window and think about good times, bad times,
decisions you have made before and how it has affected you and etc. well those
thoughts are necessary once in a while. I love traveling alone, it’s like you
don’t have to bother about who is going ahead of you or worry about if someone
is left behind. Feels good to be alone and stress free. Recently I was
travelling from Chennai to vellore, though just a 2 hour journey but one hell
of a journey. Endless roads and strangers around, I didn't want the journey to
end. Though there were the minus points of the uncomfortable seats and some
perverted assholes but I really can’t help us situations. How do I deal with if
you ask, I ignore and get lost in my thoughts to where I paused. </i></div>
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<i>I have always been a traveler. My father is in sales and he
well keeps getting posted at different places. Every time he would be assigned
a new city, I would also have to move along because I had no other choice. I
have friends literally everywhere possible. I mean the number of school I have
changed and the number of people I have known just go countless. And I would
never hesitate to the shifting part because every time it was like a new
adventure and I have no clue what’s next. There have been times where I have
rejoined a school after a period of three years and it felt so good to reunite
with those people whom I thought I would never meet them ever. This flame of
hope in me never dies. I did most of my schooling in Notre Dame Academy, Patna
and I am glad I did because what I am today, there is that school, the friends,
my teachers who have given me chances to become the perfect person.</i></div>
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<i>Something I have realized and maybe all of you would have by
now, every person whom you have met throughout your life till date, have been
responsible for the kind of person you are today. All these from a journey, you
must be wondering how? Because it’s a very clichéd life-quote about how life an
endless journey and we make our own destinations. And that’s true to every bit.
A lot of my acquaintances have concluded that this female is too much of
philosophy. I won’t say anything to that because it’s their opinion and I am no
one to say anything to that.</i></div>
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<i>I have always found happiness in the tiniest of things. When
I was young, say 6 or 7, I loved train journeys for a reason that I get the
window seat and I can look outside and make up stories in my mind and look
through the plush green fields, those dry rivers and the high bridges making me
feel good. Every time it was new and different. I love traveling in trains now
too and my reasons haven’t changed. These journeys somehow give me that time
which I need, away from everything and everyone. If you are laughing no one to
bother you asking why you laughing aimlessly or even if tears are trickling
down your cheeks, there is no one to ask you what happened and why are you
crying. That’s something you need sometimes. Let it go and you will feel better,
because no one wants to know the reason behind your every activity. </i></div>
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<i>Well journeys are always a good experience for me till the time it's just me. Not that i mind company but then again priority is always alone. Next time you go somewhere, traveling to some place, try letting everything go and don't give a shit about anything. </i></div>
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-39545980621737530272013-08-27T16:59:00.000+05:302013-08-27T17:02:16.941+05:30 Tweet, retweet or favorite yet?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>It’s exam time yet again, so what? I should be surrounded
with books and notes around me and with my glasses on I should be struggling to
get things into my head and try to finish the portion, but here I am writing a blog
post. This because, I deserve it! Now there is no TV around me that I go relax
on the couch and shuffle through the channels, so I have my laptop and my blog
to cheer me up in the times of such distress. Oh, how much I miss home, how
every time I would be tired of the book in front of me, I would just casually
walk towards the kitchen, open the refrigerator door and glance through the
items in it and then close it and do absolutely nothing. And I know it’s not
just me who does this, everyone of you has done it once at least.. And when I find
nothing, time for the ultimate rescue, Mom! Drag her all the way to the kitchen
to make me something delicious and more interesting than those stacks of books
to which I have to return to. Damn, I miss those times. </i></div>
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<i>Sometimes I just wonder, why does everything have its different
sets of pros and cons? So since there is no mom and no kitchen and no TV, I rely
on twitter for a change in the monotonous mood. Twitter is just like that live
newspaper where it’s not just about the serious plots and issues, it’s also
about how people have the talent to find humor in everything possible on earth.
And FYI, hash-tags are just meant for twitter, so If you trying to be cool on
facebook using a hash-tag, I term you as not so cool! </i></div>
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<i>After I joined twitter,
actually let me be precise, after I became completely active on twitter I realized
there are not just stereotyped two kinds of people in this world, there are
more than you can think of. The grammar Nazis are the best ones, they just
cannot tolerate even a single mistake in English language. It’s like their job
till death to bring perfection in English language. Then there are those who
can make you definitely smile or even laugh at their tweets, it’s an incredible
talent I feel. To make someone cry is nothing but make someone laugh is an art.
Then there are those who just have to make you feel their presence by cracking
their ridiculously so called lame jokes. They assume it to be funny themselves but
then yet again, let the truth be hidden. </i></div>
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find the celeb accounts. Follow them if you really want to stay put with their
regular life. Also, I have got half of my Vodafone problems solved through
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-11901311293595305912013-04-09T18:53:00.000+05:302013-04-09T19:01:07.487+05:30About something and everything<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i>Writing often makes you more open about yourself and easier to express. I love writing because of this bloody reason. I write about anything on my mind. It's like painting my thoughts on a paper with ink. My few close ones are also into writing and they are brilliant in their own ways. Everyone has a different style of doing things, it might bring an applause or a criticism. And if writers write about something in their subsequent publishing, they are stereotyped. But little do we know that there is always an undiscovered side of every one which has the capability to do wonders. </i><br />
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<i> On the other hand twitter is the place where you read awesome tweets and in facebook language you can update your status as frequently you want to without having the fear of being judged and being questioned. So go ahead, get started on some tweeting. And if you tweet something sentimental and emotional, you are the emo, forever alone who is on twitter more than other places...But emotions and love have no definition, its underrated for some because it is packaged with its own kicks sometimes causing people trouble in paradise and sometimes a road to the dream world. And for the rest its overrated, they say its too vague to get serious about...For some love is like the fading colors and for some its the permanent ink stain...</i><br />
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<i>I have been taught to experiment everything in life, so that later i don't get a chance to regret about not trying and letting myself out in the world to live it. It's up to us to what we get addicted to. The pit is right in front of us, if you are the foolish one you would walk straight into it without any second thoughts but the clever one will think and find a way out to cross it without being in it. You must be wondering what is my post actually on, to be honest its on nothing particular..I wanted to write everything that's on my mind pretty much and well it's out here.My mind everyday is like that busy housewife who has to do every chore of the house regardless of anything she wants to do for herself...Everyday when i wake up, its not like those TV commercials or movies in which they show the bright sunshine and the arm stretch, but mine starts with the "</i>oh crap, i have so much work today<i>" expression. Living life is not easy but then again we need to find our own way into the paradise and keep the trouble out of it.Life shoots the truth sometimes like a bullet shot underwater, you will feel the pain but no one ever knows about it. Funny but true at the set of the sun. </i><br />
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<i>but the good day will come for sure and the smile on your face will please everyone including you. Look at the deviation, i started with how much i love writing and ended writing a crappy and useless but i think a bit useful piece. Add some colors to your life and throw away the black stuff from it..write, play, enjoy and dream. Oh, by the way someone always corrects me whenever i say black is a color and according to that someone black is the absence of color and after so many corrections i have accepted it completely though it's still my favorite whatever.</i></div>
Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-15219993291517602832012-12-02T19:41:00.000+05:302012-12-02T19:41:32.392+05:30Think before you say, and think before you write? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><b>Back to writing what I love and not what i am forced to. Oh yeah, i was busy writing my semester finals and now that they are over, its such a relief. But I guess those good times are gone when we could write whatever we want to openly allowed by our own constitution that gives us the freedom of speech but then again the Government of India doesn't seem to be happy with it. Just imagine yourself in the place of those two innocent girls, you update a status on facebook and then suddenly someone knocks at your door after an hour or so, and all you see after opening the door is a policeman with handcuffs to arrest you. ..creepy right? Burning down houses, hoardings, creating chaos, causing unwanted disturbance in the city's functioning is very ethically correct but if I update a status saying that I don't think a bandh is necessary then that's wrong and totally not justified...But then what we can do is again nothing. </b></i><br />
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<i><b>As for me I just got done with exams and i missed writing. In my last post i conveyed my concern for books that are now a days sold in the market and i got quite a positive response for that because a lot of them actually take my side on it. Anyway so its December again, vacations, festivals, some spending and some partying and some are actually busy cutting cakes because they believe world is gonna come to an end and they never gonna meet each other...its hilarious but then some do find it cute. But do YOU believe that so easily the world is gonna come to an end? I am not challenging science here, but if i wanna believe everything is gonna get over in a matter of few days, I will regret of so much things i haven't yet done. Its funny how people actually are coming up with new stories everyday about why there is a possibility that the world is not gonna exist anymore... some say since all the famous men have been called by God, so its gonna be all of us now and some say the hurricane and cyclones and tsunami are the indication that world is coming to an end. And after reading and listening to all of these, I just say "What the Hell!!" Imagination going crazy huh. </b></i><br />
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<i><b>This post I am not writing on anything particular, I am just stressing on the fact that how we believe whatever we hear and see and not try to look into it whether it might be right or wrong...We all need to take a stand at every point of our life...it may vary from being bullied by your sibling or classroom scenes or trying to make a relationship work, or being a slave to your boss to unnecessary arrests, unjustified chaos in your city.. I know its easy to say than to do it but hey you never know, they might just read this and plot me down to where I am and arrest me...and the answer to that you already have it. There are this bunch of people who have decided to stand up for the right and fight against the wrong and because of these people those two Mumbai girls are safe and sound. But this bunch should turn and change into the entire population where we don't let circumstances come up where you have to fight for what you actually deserve. </b></i><br />
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-43892252210601518782012-10-17T23:43:00.000+05:302012-10-18T20:20:24.412+05:30Too many Chetan Bhagats in town!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i><b>When i write something every time, i try to write something new and interesting. And accept it, for how long will you people visit my blog to read tips on relationships, pros and cons of love, my theory of living life and my mantra of being happy. So today i am writing on this particular thought which is being a topic of discussion among a lot of people on a coffee table or maybe even during those morning and evening jogging sessions. There are A LOT of people out there who LOVE reading- starting from the ones who own a personal library at their houses to those who still issue books from the library to read to those who borrow from their friends to those who read a book when its in the news.</b></i><br />
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<i><b>Suddenly the publishing houses seem to care less about what are the ingredients and more about the dish. Like all they want is the green notes flowing into their bank accounts and their sales rising each day. But little do they realize that soon days will come when readers won't even bother looking at the cover, forget the summary. No offence to all those writers out there. I mean everyone has the same monotonous style and story line. I know its a very sensitive and controversial topic and i might be hated for this post but hey its a democratic country and freedom of speech is prevalent. </b></i><br />
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-85804568329662298242012-09-13T03:03:00.000+05:302012-10-18T20:21:42.743+05:30music makes it easier!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-75735682125778274782012-06-17T00:44:00.000+05:302012-10-18T20:27:13.018+05:30Be the kid again!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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:D after all, this is the only time I get mom’s food and all the pampering and you see all of us don’t reside at nearby cities to VIT</i>(yeah, that’s where
I am gonna rot the next 3 years)<i>. Some lucky chaps run off to their home at
Chennai or Bangalore</i> (I still prefer calling this rather than bengaluru)<i> every
chance they get. Anyway, we do somehow manage to have fun our own ways by not
coming back to where we belong. Now as I thought of what to write, I almost
covered a lot of things I usually go through or I think about or whatever…so
this time I randomly came up with something to write , no nothing about the
presidential elections or the Indian economy downfall…too boring for me to
write and you to read and neither am I writing about Euro2012, you see I have
football knowledge almost equal to zero</i>(yes I agree)<i> and those occasional times
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<i>It’s freaking hot in India and I am glad I am not there to
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sitting in Lagos</i>(for all those of you reading this don’t know what lagos is,
google it;)!)<i> thank God! *phew* Summer vacations is one LONG,BIG break from
your regular life. Now if you are thinking I am going to write some essay on
summer vacations, I am not. For me summer vacations from childhood were always
a trip to somewhere. I have travelled a lot since my childhood. Every summers
was a chance for me to explore new places and I used to wait for the month of
may because I knew my mom was going to pack bags and my dad was looking for
places to go :D I have almost covered the entire 26 states of India, except for
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<i>Though not my favourite season but it has still been a great
one whenever I had plans for vacations. This summer I turned 19, no vacations
and just looking through old albums where it was different me. Childhood is one
of the best period of one’s life. How much ever you were beaten up for those
naughtiness, how much ever you were scolded for your low marks</i>(some of us are
still screwed for it:P)<i>, how much ever you were told not to do this and that,
but that was one hell of a freedom we had got. Freedom at its height I would
say… College is no doubt fun but not more fun than running towards the swings
and flying high with them, seemed as if we were on the top of the world, those
times when friendship was just about being the best of friends, times when
getting a chocolate for something was considered the greatest reward, times
when the only relationships we knew about was with our family…those times are
never going to come back. We find kids and their stupid activities annoying,
but maybe you were one of those annoying kid. I miss being that free, I miss
those times when all mistakes I did were forgotten saying , “ leave it, she is
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<i>But after all these years, there is still a small kid within
us who just wants to run wild in the free without any boundaries. I know a
friend of mine who is elder to me by few years in age but is such a kid and
throws all kind of tantrums when it comes to fulfilling demands :P its said,
youth is a state of mind. Be young at heart, and world will be much simpler
than what it is. So unleash the child within you this summer and do something
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It's all about time and what is new one second, becomes old and forgotten the next second. We all have a journey to complete ahead in our life with uncountable milestones and numerous obstacles... out of the topic a bit, but this line reminds me of takeshi's castle :P damn i miss that show! anyway coming back on track, a journey on which we set upon to give our self a motive to live and define our ways. The morning everyday brings with it new surprises, a package of hopes and beliefs. I too wake up everyday thinking, what if today turns out to be that extra-ordinary day where i don't commit a single mistake and set ahead my footsteps for the rest of the day..but that never happens :P i have to make at least one mistake through out the day. But then flaws makes one awesome B)<br />
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1. First mistake, I made few pathetic people my "so called friends". Oh yeah, they deserve the word pathetic and i would love to cross the line to define them with some of the most absurd adjectives in the dictionary but why waste time, energy and words :P all of them are precious :D Actually thanks to them that now i have such a great set of friends. What i learnt from this was that, do NOT trust one much unless you feel fully comfortable. Friends reminds me, how much i enjoyed that series so far, it's one of the most hilarious and fun show i have seen...any of you reading this who had not seen friends must see it ASAP..<br />
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2. Whoever said love is beautiful forgot its a joint account with something called a "relationship" which has it's own terms and conditions and also some hidden issues. Wake up people, life is not a fairy tale and there is no one perfect for us. I have been in quite a few relationships and as per my personal experience, i would say it's a waste of time and emotions. Every time I decided not to let the seriousness factor get in between, it somehow did and i miserably failed. Soft hearts like me have to go through some tagged dialogues like "it was nothing great, move on!" or "oh! get over it, there are a lot of fish in the ocean." Saying is hell easy, come and do it bitches, you will feel it then. Lol! i can actually do an entire thesis on relationships but too boring it would be. And so if you suck at the whole relationship stuff, how about trying something called "flirtationship", no term and conditions, not at all exclusive and you can have all the fish in the ocean. ;)<br />
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3. Ah! This mistake I am sure i have a lot of people with me :D Has there been times when you started with something with full enthusiasm and left it incomplete 'cause it was uninteresting and boring. I have done that a millions of times and i am not proud of it at all. Quite regretful I would say. There comes times till date in my life where i go like "only if i had done that" :| Trust me it's a terrible feeling and something literally eats me up inside. So if possible, try completing the under construction work and start some men at work sites.<br />
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Have an amazing summer, make it your own way, make some mistakes and rectify few of them. After its summer, a little controversial and interesting it has to be, otherwise the charm of summer gets lost and you lose all the fun.<br />
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Past five months have been the worst of my life so far. So much happened in so little time and the drama, yes that is more spicier than the ones running on television.... Here in my college I bet people never run out of topics to talk 'cause they get all the gossip they want to. Gossip reminds me, a very close of friend of mine who LOVES to gossip and for his this habit I call him gay :P Boys don't be surprised please. The favourite topic of discussion shifts from soccer and cricket to "what's the relationship status of that hot chick" and "what's the scene between the couple boss?" talks. And nothing surprising also and neither am I denying that we girls don't but we atleast accept the fact :P<br />
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cheers !</div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-5080102769678509042012-04-17T11:55:00.000+05:302012-04-17T11:55:02.184+05:30For the man I will always love !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjJQH-79K6QXkTBoTexUhFFOvDC3hw6Inf30rBt2AqbS7rooRiSVABWZ9acK_gVYQa-iqBNAXDRLBzJQx_JshoF-oCnc5wrP4PWeS4pWKvwUDvFBBRvlh1oooHHnOCC70d0mc9dAvXH6f/s1600/father-and-daughter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsjJQH-79K6QXkTBoTexUhFFOvDC3hw6Inf30rBt2AqbS7rooRiSVABWZ9acK_gVYQa-iqBNAXDRLBzJQx_JshoF-oCnc5wrP4PWeS4pWKvwUDvFBBRvlh1oooHHnOCC70d0mc9dAvXH6f/s320/father-and-daughter.jpg" width="308" /></a></div>For every daughter or son her/his dad is the best in the whole world and so is mine for me. Writing about him is probably the best thing i can ever write about. At times when you need that one pillar of support, one ray of hope and that one hand to hold during the black days, I look up to my father. There are some terrible mistakes that i have made and probably no one would ever forgive me for them, but he always did and took me back with his wide arms open. When everyone turns their back on me, he is the one who accepts me with all my flaws.<br />
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There are countless memories with him and all of those fresh in my mind and heart because none of them are worth to be forgotten. I had my first ever drink with my dad not just for the sake of drinking but because he did not want to get embarrased later on if he came to know that i drank, but he can be proud that i had my first drink with him.<br />
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font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">and will keep on loving.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Fearing none, caring least of the world,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">I do not love to live rather i live to love</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">promised to be there till my last breathe</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">and after death my soul by your side</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Had lost all hopes,to love and to be loved,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">u guided me to a beginning with u</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">never expected you to happen</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">but now love the happening</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">Dedicating myself to you,denying rest's thoughts </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">at the end of the day,all i know is i love you</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">its u who matters and not the world</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;">'cause its u who taught me to love and be loved again</span> </div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-77119937902554285772012-02-29T21:01:00.000+05:302012-02-29T21:01:09.542+05:30Taste of Life!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">There are a hell lot of life changing moments that happen everyday and some are just way too prominent to always leave their footprints in our lives. Some with which we just have to walk with and some to leave behind. But the sad part is when you see something similar happening to a close one of yours through which we have already been through. Hurts to the core and brings back those moments which we never wanted to recall. About such situations what i learnt is to make the best effort to stop others to make the same mistakes which are responsible for a disturbed present which was once a pleasant past. No, i did not just mix up the words. It’s just how everything just falls into its place and some just don’t. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://thechouman.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/decisions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" src="http://thechouman.files.wordpress.com/2011/03/decisions.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">First of all to make sure we do not have that someday when we sit alone and at the back of our mind we regret some decisions. So please don’t make any decision in haste and give everything a time. Thinking too much is also a big danger for the decision. Sometimes we need to act selfless and think about the consequences that the people connected to our life would face after we decide for ourselves. I know we don’t have time to sit and ponder about every small thing but those small things build up to the big stories of our lives. I was asked how can I be so affected by two other people being separated and my answer was ‘cause I was in those shoes and walking in them is a task that is not easy. I am no guru to advice on life, love and decisions, but I am that one person who has tasted that bite of life, love and decisions and it was not a good experience over all. But again one should have the cook’s best and the worst make. </div><div class="MsoNormal">Every sculptor is not a perfectionist at his work but by every flaw he makes in one of his sculpture he makes sure not to repeat it. Not only that, he in fact learns from the flaws of others and makes none of those blunders. The same way as much as we learn from our own mistakes, we are supposed to learn more from other’s to make our self someone better. A friend of mine mentioned once that life would be boring if it was less complicated, and yes i would not agree less. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://photopostsblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/lost-moments-300x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://photopostsblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/lost-moments-300x300.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">So if someone is responsible for that frown on your face, you be responsible for a smile on someone’s face. If life was the way we wanted it, it would have been less twisted and interesting. Not that it being all twisted is making everyday any easier. But it all comes with the package. Give everything a chance and what if it might just turn out to be what we craved for. </div><div class="MsoNormal">This piece i wrote not to send a message to all of you reading this but it was just an effort of me to let you all not face what I went through. A part of everything is good but not too much of it. Anyway readers, go back to what you were up to and once again do not think too much and just go with the flow but grip to the precious things in your life.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">Alone and not a soul to comfort,</div><div class="MsoNormal">Emptiness is my new friend</div><div class="MsoNormal">Never leaves, never betrays</div><div class="MsoNormal">Never lies nor does hurt.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://static.tvfanatic.com/images/gallery/question-mark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="http://static.tvfanatic.com/images/gallery/question-mark.jpg" width="320" /></a><o:p> </o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal">Clinging onto me and my all</div><div class="MsoNormal">Those memories have taken control</div><div class="MsoNormal">On my mind, heart and soul</div><div class="MsoNormal">And I unable to find an escape</div><div class="MsoNormal">I still wonder a reason not to be with.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Not a hand to hold, not a shoulder to cry</div><div class="MsoNormal">My heart still beats for the love </div><div class="MsoNormal">And my eyes cry for the lies</div><div class="MsoNormal">Waiting at the same corner of separation</div><div class="MsoNormal">I stand and wait for everything I had.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Knowing those questions don’t have any answer</div><div class="MsoNormal">Nor do I stand a chance of revival</div><div class="MsoNormal">But I will still stand and wait,</div><div class="MsoNormal">Wondering a reason not to be with.</div></div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-76882014059624162902012-01-29T13:29:00.000+05:302012-01-29T13:29:13.904+05:30Living it up, Sipping it down!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">I have not been keeping well for the last one week and I am still not in my best health conditions. Leaving apart the technical and medical terms, there was this one major thing that did not let me become well and that was those unanswered questions in my life. I was still trying to find the answers to those questions and find the reasons to behind every happening unless I fell asleep last night. And today morning when I woke up, I realised maybe I don’t need to find them and maybe they will find us. For everything there is a perfect time and for this also times will come when I will have my answers and reasons which I have been searching for. Till then go on with life as its going on and don’t try to be a detective. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">To keep yourself away from the bothering situations of life and wailing times, keep yourself busy with whatever you can. I have suffered and I know how terrible it is when you see all your close ones being close to other chaps and you stay behind like a loser and nothing to do. To ignore everything happening around that causes stress and tension, do something that brings a smile on your face and makes you happy for a change. My year started off at a bad note and has not been going on quite well- dealing with family tantrums, relationship issues, academic hassle and trying to figure out who really my friends are to be carried along the next four years. But, optimistic as I always have been, I am praying things are back on track with everything perfect as it was. I always believe in karma and hope. Karma is a bitch but to those who are not worth the smooth roads and to those who are worth the joyous rides of life, I am sure the good times are yet to come <span style="font-family: Wingdings; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;">J</span>. And as for hope, it’s a matter of survival in every situation. So live with the hope and walk ahead with it as it will never ever leave you.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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with no hint of a light beam<br />
I go ahead in my journey,<br />
to live some dreams of mine and some of others.<br />
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Love is abandoning,<br />
with no choice to turn back,<br />
I keep walking on the dark path.<br />
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Lost, alone, clueless and confused,<br />
stuck at the thoughts of you forever,<br />
in search of some streak of hope,<br />
I keep walking o the dark path.<br />
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a glimpse of your face, a whisper of your voice<br />
is all that I long for and live this life, as<br />
I keep walking on the dark path.</div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-48866155584486633102011-12-29T23:40:00.001+05:302012-01-02T17:36:00.776+05:30A thought of spending New Years<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The year 2011 was quite an eventful one and many of you reading this wouldn't agree to it less. For some of us who gave boards, results tension, college admissions and confusions and exams tensions :P But then yet again everything happens for a reason. We all lived some moments, committed mistakes and learnt lessons, and yet again all these are different chapters of a book called Life :)<br />
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New years is all about doing something new, something we have never done and something we always left for the last. This year take resoultions that you will actually follow and not just laugh about later saying just for the sake of taking :P I still remember last year when I decided I will be full on sincere towards everything I do in life but that i wasn't honestly. So let's see things we should do this new year and try our hundred percent to follow them ;)<br />
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Make some new friends and give your old friends a call and make them realise you still remember them :) and facebook is anyway there. Scroll through your friend list and look at those names which once were a regular name in your call list and inbox :D<br />
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and if that also doesn't refresh your memory then why not take a look at the grade ten and grade twelve farewell pictures and laugh and smile at those moments which were such a big deal once upon a time and now they just mean some good old times :) send them a text and give your old friends a surprise and enemies a shock :P ;)<br />
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Do something new, crazy and innovative :) It's I know not possible for many but try making somethings possible ;) Give a try with colours and paint your thoughts, pick up a pen and write some words you always have wanted to express but never could, put on your dancing shoes and dance to some radio tunes or grab your mp3 or i-pod player, close your room doors and dance at full volume. Feel free and enjoy what life has in store for you and not cry upon things that happened and cannot be changed.<br />
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For those who still have a hope that 2012 this world might end, get over it people we won't end so easily. After all God has bigger plans for all of us and I am sure they are going to be a surprise. 2012 is indeed going to be very interesting for each of us and yes, in a short conversation with a dear friend of mine, she told me why do I feel this coming year is going to be an awesome and happy one and being an optimist I couldn't agree to it less.<br />
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A Happy New Year and have a great year ahead.<br />
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A semester just passed like that with all the CATs, quizes and term ends tensions accompanied by some great time with friends, stalkers, not so cool hostel wardens and the tolerable(after 6 months :P) rules :) Some great seniors who helped not only to survive here but to adjust, some friends who were always there with me in my best and worst and obviously my room mates who tolerated me all through this while :D<br />
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My three best friends Akshita, Anisha and Shubha are among those few people in the college who are as awesome as me and that's why we rock ;)<br />
They are little gone cases in their own ways but at the end of the day they prevail to the phrase " If you have friends like us, you don't need enemies " :P ;) and I love them.<br />
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A part of me as I mentioned above, Harish who has always been a best-friend, a support, a mentor and my love :) An awesome person by heart and who plays sexy guitar ;) He makes me survive the hard times in this college and without him there would be something missing in my life.<br />
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My roomie Krishna who tolerates my tantrums, is a partner at crime with me and does a lot of crazy stuff with me. :P We gossip (ya we do like any other girl), we fight for the silliest reasons and laugh our heart out. Even after I change my room, I will remember the epic times we spent in room # 211 at the suu-kyi block. ;)<br />
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My neighbour Aditi, the craziest of the lot who loves pills for some reason and has an amazing sense of styling and I still wonder what the hell is she doing in VIT and I ask her this question every time she does something to amaze me and she ends up with the same answer " I don't know " :P That's what i love her for :P<br />
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And there are so many people who deserve to be on this blog post and be written about like Vishal, Atul, Arjun(both of them :P), Drishti, Taneesha, Gokul, John, Rony, Ayush, Akshay, Skandan, Lakshya, Ankita and Deepika.<br />
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All I have to convey is that after all this when we wish to stay at home, at some point of time we will miss the anna's whistling, the food court rush, the java talks, the jams at music room, the basket ball games, the flo chilling and there are endless such things that will make us miss VIT. Don't know about you all but I would definitely miss the " VIT times ". With an amazing Gravitas experience, I am waiting for the Rivera 2012 to surprise me more :D<br />
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cheerio to all of you and happy holidays :)<br />
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</div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-30449069973016894272011-11-18T09:50:00.000+05:302011-11-18T09:50:42.504+05:30Decisions<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Circumstances arise creating confusions<br />
heart picks the wrong,mind supports the right,<br />
ignoring world's criticism and comments,<br />
I walk ahead taking my decisions.<br />
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Tearing apart my soul in the process,<br />
<a href="http://www.openhandweb.org/files/openhand/images//Decisions-714972.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.openhandweb.org/files/openhand/images//Decisions-714972.jpg" width="229" /></a>to choose and to leave the ones I love,<br />
not having any one to give me a lending ear,<br />
I walk ahead taking my decisions.<br />
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Making some smile with all intentions,<br />
and being responsible for some unintentional teardrops,<br />
changing my path,directing towards a new beginning,<br />
I walk ahead taking my decisions.<br />
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Decisions are not easy to make<br />
Obstructed by emotions and practicality<br />
nature demands a verdict at the end, and<br />
I walk ahead taking my decisions.</div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1713825117804473046.post-4672614947062761482011-10-24T23:24:00.001+05:302011-10-24T23:30:45.578+05:30You are the reason<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"></span><br />
<div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">You are the reason</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">why even at the saddest part of my life, I smile.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> Even at confusion, I understand.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> Even in betrayal, I trust.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"> Even in fear of pain, I love</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2070/2407778507_5df2921068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2070/2407778507_5df2921068.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">You are the reason</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">why every morning i look forward to,</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Even in the dark i see the brightness.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Even after being ordinary, i feel special.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Even at the end of the road, i see a destination ahead.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">You define my life, you are the reason i exist</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">giving me millions of reasons to love you</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">and not even one against you.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I'll never let you go, so never let me go.</div><div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">I will be your journey and you will be my road.</div></div>Rukminihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08233551488220789309noreply@blogger.com0