<?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-4467520348365709108</id><updated>2012-01-11T00:22:22.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ATOM HEART</title><subtitle type='html'>Its my Home on Internet!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Madhuri 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type='html'>I’m Right here after a long break which is unplanned though. I think I’m breaking the ice between me and my blog at right time with right topic. I mean to say, splashing on right words at the right moment at right place! Here I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Every life is unique and has no analogies. Many times I used to discover my new identity in every varied situation. It is really certain to say that the every association that we encounter has got key role in discovering our new self and to understand our own self much better. For suppose you name such associations as relationships, in general. Which includes parents, siblings which are family centered, and moving in a bit wider sense the universal nearest relation which is ought to be named as Friend comes into frame. Here is my point; a friend is one who makes you to discover your own self with more precision. A man in history said that, Tell me Who is Your Friend and I will Tell you What You Are which is an apropos statement to A friend is a mirror image of what we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Friendship kingdom always builds its castle on pillars named Honesty Truth Trust Empathy Compassion Mutual respect Understanding. Friends, on all ways meant to be having their own room to grow individually and flourish mutually. Simply friendship is being your own self with Your Own People. I believe that Friend ship is the only one purest relation which has no room for any more unintended alluded relationships to jump in to its extra space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Friendship is Friendship whether you make it on Real or Virtual world; the fragrance it renders to blossom individual lives is still the same, if we have belief in it. Some one asked me how many friends you have. I do have umpteen acquaintances and few countable friends with which I can heart fully lean on, I replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When I’m talking with some one I can rely on, my heart says a blissful rose added into your garden of life treat it with extra care. Hoping that, I may be jasmine other may be rose but our seed of friendship should be soiled strong.  “Friendship isn’t a big thing – its a million little things!”&lt;br /&gt;Those little conversations, those moments of sharing ones incompleteness, times of having fun, the rapport when one feel lost, exchanging ideas, the feel good trust nurtures the plant to grow and cherish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/TFR1On1UQNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/E2yD9q0HCI4/s1600/yellow_flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/TFR1On1UQNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/E2yD9q0HCI4/s320/yellow_flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500149938997444818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    Though official fights and mood swings can prevail with the minerals of affection, with it everything will go right. And those don’t discolor the greenery of friendship in garden of life. I’m being so emotional; much worried about when it comes to unbearable silence or unreasonable misunderstandings which can lead the plant to have unintended stains. My heart worries, desperately tries to see what is wrong and waits for the other to make it clear. Anyway my optimistic heart doesn’t let the plant to get yellow and fade. Instead it tries to inhale co2 named compromise and tries to make the plant eternal in its so called garden, as because my heart is heedful about value of plant and strength of its seed. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    At this point I pray almighty, to make lessen the bickering and mood swings…those unintended silences and make me to reach extra mile and try to handle the friendship with more care and much more affection and let me experience the divinity in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finally I want to conclude it with these following finishing lines:&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of friendship is not to have someone who might completely be with you..&lt;br /&gt;But, to have someone with whom you might share your incompleteness...  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;PS: I started this write up after heavily inspired from my father and his friend’s crew.&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to the people who are and who knew and who feel that they are flowers of my garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4021604090438210990?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4021604090438210990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2010/08/prized-possession.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4021604090438210990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4021604090438210990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2010/08/prized-possession.html' title='Prized possession'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/TFR1On1UQNI/AAAAAAAAA4o/E2yD9q0HCI4/s72-c/yellow_flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3284859972763369403</id><published>2009-12-30T14:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:12:05.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Thousand and Nine (A.D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SzuxfSQQDSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Jyv06xJODo4/s1600-h/56107224_a4120dd201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SzuxfSQQDSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Jyv06xJODo4/s320/56107224_a4120dd201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421121727504583970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somethings instigated me to come here and to pen on!Lets spare some time together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is already end of the month..and end of the year too..usually on this spur, people plan about their newyear,which is yet to come by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What matters yar..if u plan the future r dwell the past?",this is the question blinking in my mind..but I think there would be some difference..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, You dig the past if u r a winner..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;else??&lt;br /&gt;plan the future then u r definitely going to be a winner!&lt;br /&gt;huh!homogeneous statements?!(after all they are not one and the same).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 year known for global economic crisis..and local political mess(A.P)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 for me it is the year of self appraisal in all the terms.&lt;br /&gt;two thousand and nine..it is not absolutely Mine!Inshort the year 2009 is 1 of the crucial crucible chapter  which taught me critical lessons of life..,it is the year shown me how to lay the way to perseverance in tough times..,it is the year made me to realise the True taste of affections and amicabilities!&lt;br /&gt;My dear 2009 ..i never meant to fear becoz of u..infact i'll treasure ur memories..n i'll move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;quite moronic conversation around here ah..?dont mind!im trying to pull out all my small sluggish wings..and like to write here  more in coming year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean while ..lemme say goodbye to 2009&lt;br /&gt;and lemme welcome 2010 with minds open and fingers crossed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3284859972763369403?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3284859972763369403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-thousand-and-nine-ad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3284859972763369403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3284859972763369403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-thousand-and-nine-ad.html' title='Two Thousand and Nine (A.D)'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SzuxfSQQDSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/Jyv06xJODo4/s72-c/56107224_a4120dd201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5303477379569942084</id><published>2009-12-17T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:08:24.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>There is No Maths In Relationships</title><content type='html'>why do we reduce the beauty of relating to relationship? Why are we in such a hurry? Because to relate is insecure, and relationship is a security.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5303477379569942084?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5303477379569942084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-maths-in-relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5303477379569942084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5303477379569942084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-is-no-maths-in-relationships.html' title='There is No Maths In Relationships'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8295136870990229410</id><published>2009-11-27T13:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T13:56:37.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manzil Muskil to kya,&lt;br /&gt;Bundla Sahil to kya,&lt;br /&gt;Tanha Ye Dil to Kya&lt;br /&gt;Ho Hooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raah Pe Kante Bikhre agar,&lt;br /&gt;Uspe to phir bhi chalna hi hai,&lt;br /&gt;Saam Chhupale Suraj magar,&lt;br /&gt;Raat ko ek din Dhalana hi hai,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rut ye tal jayegi,&lt;br /&gt;Himmat rang layegi,&lt;br /&gt;Subha phir aayegi&lt;br /&gt;Hoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Hosla Kaise Juke,&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Aarzoo Kaise Ruke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times days seems to be so hazy..these bits of muzik n these sort of movies makes life worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;Ps:dying to listen again n again n again....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-8295136870990229410?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8295136870990229410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeh-hosla-kaise-juke-yeh-aarzoo-kaise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8295136870990229410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8295136870990229410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeh-hosla-kaise-juke-yeh-aarzoo-kaise.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5644274694815975339</id><published>2009-11-26T12:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:32:08.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Remembrance:Hands together for India</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sw7G_WVazII/AAAAAAAAAx4/xGPlcYOx8Mw/s1600/awa.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sw7G_WVazII/AAAAAAAAAx4/xGPlcYOx8Mw/s320/awa.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408478994148019330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Date:26/11/2008&lt;br /&gt;Day:The day That changed India&lt;br /&gt;Place:Hotel Taj,Hotel Oberoi,Nariman House,chatrapathi SivajiTerminus,Leopald cafe:Mumbai&lt;br /&gt;Time:60hrs of Mindless Terrorism&lt;br /&gt;Deaths:More than 160 people&lt;br /&gt;Wish:may all the ppl souls  rest in peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 50 major terror attacks From the past three years,1500 police men died according to Ndtv reports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a year ago India was tested.Terror shaked!Although Silenceis eloquent but Mumbai incident is wakeup call!India replied with enoromous Restraint to terrorism!&lt;br /&gt;Fighting terror is not one day stand.Salutes to all great Soldiers!It is the time for Every individual  to put their handstogether and to Say "We have not forgotten,we will not&lt;br /&gt;forget...!,India is one and we Indians are one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times which makes india to arise n be alert towards all those foolhardy terror attacks..What i wanna say is What they did didnot shake us,It didnot work..It'll Not Work too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sw67iHt8l2I/AAAAAAAAAxw/RIskjcbvX_s/s1600/26+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5644274694815975339?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sw7G_WVazII/AAAAAAAAAx4/xGPlcYOx8Mw/s72-c/awa.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-2756470977424085843</id><published>2009-11-20T22:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T02:02:59.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helloooo...</title><content type='html'>"A big Hello from a Friend takes all the sorrows away..!"quoted by me. :)&lt;br /&gt;I started my day by saying Hello to my friend..!&lt;br /&gt;Let me say Hello to you all on this World Hello Day&lt;br /&gt;What will you say in return..,,a hello?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-2756470977424085843?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4349220166430621105</id><published>2009-11-10T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T11:53:03.527-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Done! It Is Time For Action..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4349220166430621105?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4349220166430621105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/11/done-it-is-time-for-action.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4349220166430621105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4349220166430621105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/11/done-it-is-time-for-action.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-1366809232729333803</id><published>2009-11-01T11:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T11:49:17.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I WILL WAIT-story of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Su27YTJOXkI/AAAAAAAAAwI/clyDbSEi9S4/s1600-h/meaning-of-life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Su27YTJOXkI/AAAAAAAAAwI/clyDbSEi9S4/s320/meaning-of-life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399177554417311298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big flood hit a village. Everyone was evacuated and fled for safety, except for one man who said, “God will save me. I have faith.” As the water level rose, a jeep came to rescue him but he refused help and said, “God will save me. I have faith.” As the water level rose further, he went up to the second story, and a boatcame to help him. Again he refused to go saying, “Godwill save me. I have faith.” The water kept rising and finally he climbed to the roof. A helicopter came to rescue him, but he said, “God will save me. I have faith.” Finally he drowned. When he came face to face with his Maker he angrily commented, “I have complete faith in you. Why did you ignore my prayers and let me drown?” The Lord replied, “Who do you think sent the jeep, the boat, and the helicopter?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know we r responsible for our own being&lt;br /&gt;When u think every door is closed..,there will be a window some where near by!so watch out for a opening with new outlook towards life,like i do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-1366809232729333803?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/1366809232729333803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-wait-story-of-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1366809232729333803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1366809232729333803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-will-wait-story-of-month.html' title='I WILL WAIT-story of the month'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Su27YTJOXkI/AAAAAAAAAwI/clyDbSEi9S4/s72-c/meaning-of-life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3420453602166865728</id><published>2009-10-29T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:28:32.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>god!grant me patience ,courage,serenity and all the things, which u think i need most!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3420453602166865728?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3420453602166865728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/godgrant-me-patience-courageserenity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3420453602166865728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3420453602166865728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/godgrant-me-patience-courageserenity.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6908887648547987983</id><published>2009-10-05T15:01:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:03:07.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Im mad at me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It wasnt the way i'm,but rather it is ..i should say!&lt;br /&gt;Im sailing..in daily doings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Im going to college daily without knowing why..I used to start early for timebeing..but of no use..when im on time they dont consider abt latecomers..but when im late they &lt;/span&gt;do mind!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I used to listen lectures..ppl say Im not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im inside the cabin, nodding to every peevish statement they pose on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im mourning..people asking me y r u laughing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im humming my own music and tapping my own feet..but people feel tired when they watch me..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im preparing my own food..enjoying my own hell..ppl used to be satirical about my cooking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like throwing all the things out..screaming out loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im reading a book..and getting senti,lamenting like a philosopher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im watching a movie and im crying along with the character!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im taking my own decisions..Im making my own reasons!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im making my own rules..and breaking my own principles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im serious..,but the same time im fun loving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to listen the quote "People are not your problem, they are your purpose.",which i just don't believe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Im unknowingly vindicating my enemies..blaming my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I used to hurt by people and expect a question "are you hurt?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hurting people and asking them at the end "Did i hurt You?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im apologizing desperately to ppl without knowing they can forgive me or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;But that's not why I'm Mad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam at a time feeling I Can &amp;amp; I Can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;,I do &amp;amp; I dont,&amp;amp; then Im Laughing at my ownselves,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is why I'm Mad at ME!&lt;/span&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/4467520348365709108-6908887648547987983?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6908887648547987983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-wasnt-way-imbut-rather-it-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6908887648547987983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6908887648547987983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-wasnt-way-imbut-rather-it-is.html' title='Im mad at me!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8948459202210550934</id><published>2009-10-04T17:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:06:14.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blog</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;on keeping a word with my friend, Im Getting back to something strange..have to wait and watch how  it goes!&lt;br /&gt;I wish All the people in heaven and earth r along with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You Soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-8948459202210550934?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8948459202210550934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8948459202210550934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8948459202210550934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-blog.html' title='Dear Blog'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-1970524369930808864</id><published>2009-10-01T14:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:18:15.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After week days ,im back here with new blog id..somehow i feel like having a change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-1970524369930808864?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/1970524369930808864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-week-days-im-back-here-with-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1970524369930808864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1970524369930808864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-week-days-im-back-here-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6136386399051817914</id><published>2009-09-23T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.725-04:00</updated><title type='text'>let me have a break!</title><content type='html'>This day..,when i turned my blog pages..i noticed that this thing became a picture blog..although i have many things to pen on....What happend to me??!uff what the hell im doing here..!&lt;br /&gt;give me week days..i'll b back with a solution like thing,i guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-6136386399051817914?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4606814179197769522</id><published>2009-09-15T11:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                            Happy Engineers Day!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sq_B2BhDaBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4NMkOaJhd78/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sq_B2BhDaBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4NMkOaJhd78/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381733213595199506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tributes to &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sir.M.visveswaraiah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;[any ways.., on his trip to mysore my dad got this pic..i thought of adding this now!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4606814179197769522?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4606814179197769522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-engineers-day-tributes-to-sir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4606814179197769522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4606814179197769522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-engineers-day-tributes-to-sir.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sq_B2BhDaBI/AAAAAAAAAtg/4NMkOaJhd78/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-791192842716468332</id><published>2009-09-09T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>9/09/09'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-791192842716468332?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/791192842716468332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/90909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/791192842716468332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/791192842716468332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/90909.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8623618421209656590</id><published>2009-09-05T14:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Authentically Strange??!</title><content type='html'>Some times im strange to myself and some times im so stupid i even surprise my self..,&lt;br /&gt;Not that I'm an utter nutter but i have that peculiar nature with me!I'm in tune with myself..&lt;br /&gt;Not even im paranoic...!and now..,Everything is new...at least to me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-8623618421209656590?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-7874144353378589109</id><published>2009-09-04T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SqFt1fxKWmI/AAAAAAAAApU/BQsX6WBJLMo/s1600-h/wq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 186px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SqFt1fxKWmI/AAAAAAAAApU/BQsX6WBJLMo/s320/wq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377700195885275746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              Good teachers are costly, but bad teachers cost more. ~Bob Talbert&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Happy Teacher's day!&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/4467520348365709108-7874144353378589109?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/7874144353378589109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-teachers-are-costly-but-bad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7874144353378589109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7874144353378589109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/good-teachers-are-costly-but-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SqFt1fxKWmI/AAAAAAAAApU/BQsX6WBJLMo/s72-c/wq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8459870172982297606</id><published>2009-09-04T09:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking Is Not Rocket Science...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SqEWc48zvrI/AAAAAAAAApM/i50ZqHQRd-I/s1600-h/cook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SqEWc48zvrI/AAAAAAAAApM/i50ZqHQRd-I/s320/cook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377604115636666034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                     Recipe Jeera Rice&lt;br /&gt;                               Needed :few cumin seeds,cooked rice,butter,curry leaves,&lt;br /&gt;                               pinch of turmeric,salt,ghee,water,chopped onions,tomato..&lt;br /&gt;                                any left over breakfast to garnish,and li'l patience too!  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Yo! jeerarice with ketch up n grape juice--huh !all together made my mid-day meal!&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/4467520348365709108-8459870172982297606?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8459870172982297606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/cooking-is-not-rocket-science.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8459870172982297606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8459870172982297606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/09/cooking-is-not-rocket-science.html' title='Cooking Is Not Rocket Science...!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SqEWc48zvrI/AAAAAAAAApM/i50ZqHQRd-I/s72-c/cook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3871589060656207309</id><published>2009-08-29T10:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thriller gone but the Thrill remained...!</title><content type='html'>The name has an insatiable demand ...the dance has fantabulous moves..the songs got enormous responses..no one can cross his marketability and legacy...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Spn9WO1YjuI/AAAAAAAAApE/6tq4Wn6NDzI/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Spn9WO1YjuI/AAAAAAAAApE/6tq4Wn6NDzI/s320/jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375606188624350946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the benchmark for making stunning cinematography and choreography..!&lt;br /&gt;He is a moon walker..&lt;br /&gt;He is a news maker...&lt;br /&gt;He is wonder-being...&lt;br /&gt;He is the guy who anointed himself as King of pop  over two decades ago!&lt;br /&gt;He is super star..he is none other than..our Mj..,jacko...!&lt;br /&gt;Today i just opened google and found mj logo..got to know, today is michael's b'day.&lt;br /&gt;Had Michael Jackson been alive today, he would have celebrated his 51st birthday, with brilliant magnificience. But is MJ really not alive?(may be..- not)..&lt;br /&gt;It is 25th of june..the pop pearl passed away..!&lt;br /&gt;un believable..all channels over television focussed on neverland..each and every fan caught in blue..&lt;br /&gt;the dangerous to thriller..,billijean to bad,scream to jam..oh..woww&lt;br /&gt;he born with the music..it is the time when he preparing for come-back concerts&lt;br /&gt;across the world..he took his last breath...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there will be no comeback now. But the legacy he leaves behind is so rich, so deep, that no scandal can torpedo it. The “Thriller” may be gone, but the thrill will always remain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally..,all world want to say"Happy Birthday Michael..may your name will be everlasting in pop music culture!Rest In  peace Michael..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Live the King..!(after the death too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3871589060656207309?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3871589060656207309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/thriller-gone-but-thrill-remained.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3871589060656207309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3871589060656207309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/thriller-gone-but-thrill-remained.html' title='The Thriller gone but the Thrill remained...!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Spn9WO1YjuI/AAAAAAAAApE/6tq4Wn6NDzI/s72-c/jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-2607342451460967141</id><published>2009-08-23T22:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SpH0X1ZAlTI/AAAAAAAAAo8/keyu-xCRwUA/s1600-h/pic22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SpH0X1ZAlTI/AAAAAAAAAo8/keyu-xCRwUA/s320/pic22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373344520735855922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-2607342451460967141?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/2607342451460967141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/2607342451460967141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/2607342451460967141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SpH0X1ZAlTI/AAAAAAAAAo8/keyu-xCRwUA/s72-c/pic22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-7742695092084088086</id><published>2009-08-22T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Foggy days are on spinning wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SpC7EoLNymI/AAAAAAAAAo0/OVDtZyv1UPM/s1600-h/ist2_2411920-birthday-girl-mchipster150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SpC7EoLNymI/AAAAAAAAAo0/OVDtZyv1UPM/s320/ist2_2411920-birthday-girl-mchipster150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373000043631331938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its the moment of 15mins before i turn from teens to twenty..some frail feelings started in my&lt;br /&gt;mind ...i dint experienced it much before...!the time ticked 12..the moment.., i observed keenly, some sonority in my cardiovascular activity..,some timbre in my voice...hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning with yet another birthday staring me in the faceof 20 and People started wishing me ..if it's the last year..n before days..i would have thanked all heartfully, for all their kind wishes..like "all days r urs..all ways r urs"!!now im murmuring "damn it"under my breath&lt;br /&gt;and then I wanna chastise myself for being meanspirited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was sounding pretty silly..,ofcoz i didnt want to admire myself in cold compression of guilt..lowspiritedness!  I didnt want to endup with more bitter,angry pessimistic way..i didnt want to search for happiness which is not reaching me,not feeling i deserved it..,i really didnt want to curse these wishy-washy dayz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do want to Believe that things could change some day or other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Till now..i know many dusks n many dawns in my way..Nothing is listening to me in these eons.., except my blogroll..!so i started dabbling in my activities like penning things as many as&lt;br /&gt;possible..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As my astrolgically influenced acquaintances can call my pesent sequence of time as period of&lt;br /&gt;saturn entrance..,but i cant help except accepting all the things which are coming in my way..,n&lt;br /&gt;fight for them if i can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After-all iam an amateur reader..,but i stuck up with many novels which are of fantasy, romance,tragic,adventure..n many stories with unnatural endings with false starts..,Earlier..i thought that im no longer in to those..n i thought anything less than peerless was unacceptable, but abnormal turns made me to acquaint to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To every one whose eyes have met mine to see disdain,disappointment or venomous envy..,i would like to apologise and ask your forgiveness for my behaviour..,u c ,i wasnt looking at u.., at those times..,i was looking at me!  But today onwards i dont want to see that in my eyes anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my days are not passing but they r running on spinning wheels more and more every&lt;br /&gt;year... it's like it's running away from something or to something, it's very weird!&lt;br /&gt;People usually says "it's never late to change" but I think this sentence has a more theory&lt;br /&gt;meaning than a pratical one. but Now..,i welcome all days of rest of my life with audacious hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all n all ..,i enjoyed the day with my frndz n obviously with my feelings!So here I go, onward&lt;br /&gt;with 20!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My orkut status message:wen im 10 i wanna be 20..n Now,im 20 but i wanna be 10 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps:ofcoz this b'day is unlike many b'day's  before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-7742695092084088086?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/7742695092084088086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/foggy-days-are-on-spinning-wheels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7742695092084088086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7742695092084088086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/foggy-days-are-on-spinning-wheels.html' title='Foggy days are on spinning wheels'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SpC7EoLNymI/AAAAAAAAAo0/OVDtZyv1UPM/s72-c/ist2_2411920-birthday-girl-mchipster150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-664903072608745561</id><published>2009-08-15T07:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>15th of Aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoaWgXfuL7I/AAAAAAAAAok/t0yHJtiukAA/s1600-h/indian-flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoaWgXfuL7I/AAAAAAAAAok/t0yHJtiukAA/s320/indian-flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370145088492941234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the old to the new…India discovers herself again."&lt;br /&gt;- Jawaharlal Nehru&lt;br /&gt;(on Indian Independence Day, 1947)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to the national anthem gives me a rush,Whenever I see the program on TV, I get goosebumps. My body will become stiff and proud with the feeling that I am an Indian.I thank and Salute the national heroes for giving people of India a better place to live in on this Wonderful Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind! Happy Independence Day!!!&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/4467520348365709108-664903072608745561?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/664903072608745561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/15th-of-aug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/664903072608745561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/664903072608745561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/15th-of-aug.html' title='15th of Aug'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoaWgXfuL7I/AAAAAAAAAok/t0yHJtiukAA/s72-c/indian-flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-962786830086487995</id><published>2009-08-11T10:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoF9ez6EizI/AAAAAAAAAoc/d25Nzq_A0ZQ/s1600-h/fashion_victim_iv_by_zisis1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoF9ez6EizI/AAAAAAAAAoc/d25Nzq_A0ZQ/s400/fashion_victim_iv_by_zisis1981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368710199085665074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoF8ZCwmXlI/AAAAAAAAAoU/E72EqGXWKgw/s1600-h/fashion_victim_iv_by_zisis1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-962786830086487995?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/962786830086487995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/962786830086487995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/962786830086487995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SoF9ez6EizI/AAAAAAAAAoc/d25Nzq_A0ZQ/s72-c/fashion_victim_iv_by_zisis1981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4675526326775529352</id><published>2009-08-09T14:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T01:54:19.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder..., why I wonder?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/StgKgjiLoGI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Hizu1686_Hs/s1600-h/interrobang5gv.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/StgKgjiLoGI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Hizu1686_Hs/s320/interrobang5gv.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393072108186869858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats happening to me these days&lt;br /&gt;why every truth im facing is turning as bitter lie&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..when the things are changing...i found im in a state like standstill..,when they are standing still..i found im moving!quite embarrassing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days..not exactly few..(i think i should say morethan few)i do have the feeling like some one plucking out something from me..may be the above sentence is typo (im uncertain whats that feeling exactly is?!)...it would be better in other way like i have been plucking out some thing from my ownself..[no..NO..,not like this!]onemore chance..am i twitching..r anybody else making me feel that..[not really!].Another shot here,am i really feeling that truly..? yeah..I do feel!(uff..atleast iam confident enough with this statement)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still,It is really a great mystery..to entangle,what iam exactly feeling..!i donno it is bad r good..,bt i know im just feeling it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the days started with a known word [which was well known for me from pasty past]..,i thought, i kept myself all alone on a glazy grim..[i do have that delusion like thing at that moment..i.e; god or me whoz,responsible?!]..No big deal..again another dawn..asusual shown me the taste of retribution..,i told myself,let it!another ball in thechain..,next moment i identified myself in an unmollifiable grief..,iagain tried to make myself reassured..,whats there?!one more n more..|&lt;br /&gt;sequence got hooked up..one more ebb to the embarrassment..the other one attached to previous.. everyday i used to fight with my lexicon..to find the apt vocable that fits me for that respective hazy day....am i preplexed...am i jinxed?..,am i crazy...?..!no lexeme best fits my situ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm,i thought,i do want time..!i surmised that chetan can mollify me..No, his article neither soothening nor arousing..it was ok type..next comes arindham...umm...nope becoz im not in a mood like hearing a lecture..i do know..what he wanna tell..but his version issome what punching with heavy tag lines..again segal..oliver was irresistible..i do admit..but i cant give a damn,hez absolutely melancholic..heart weighted more when i came to its end...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now My anger is against myself..,refrained...unchanneled....chagrined..,of course it is gauche attempt to mollify my grief with much normal things...im still waiting for a miracle with barrack's strategy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither books nor music are in my way..!people are asking me like y r u like this ...,are u always like this...?n more..umm afterall i dont know what happened..,n happening too!for those questions,i just shrug n say I wonder, WHy iam?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4675526326775529352?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4675526326775529352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/StgKgjiLoGI/AAAAAAAAAuY/Hizu1686_Hs/s72-c/interrobang5gv.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4285493281497077650</id><published>2009-08-08T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4285493281497077650?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4285493281497077650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4285493281497077650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4285493281497077650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-month.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4414221407693580726</id><published>2009-08-01T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.797-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vriend-vriendje-vensõber-ami-freund-dost-barát -amico-cara-tomodachi-dust -prijátel-amigo-mitra-freond -dost -arkadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SnSYBZBfZ9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/qdVT1kKVcGk/s1600-h/friend1231203588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SnSYBZBfZ9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/qdVT1kKVcGk/s320/friend1231203588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365080205769533394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;"Everyone hears what you say, Friends listen to what you say, Best friends listen to what you dont say…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“A true friend laughs at your stories even when they're not so good, and sympathizes with your troubles even when they're not so bad”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“True friends stab you in the front.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“The hardest part about being friends, is loving you so much”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“True friendship comes when the silence between two people is comfortable.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“Friends are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“The best things in life come in threes, like friends, dreams, and memories.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“When two friends understand each other totally, the words are soft and strong like an orchid's perfume"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“You meet people who forget you. You forget people you meet. But sometimes you meet those people you can't forget. Those are your 'friends.'”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;“The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch swing with, never say a word, then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation that you ever had.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many things with me to share..but I do want time to put all the&lt;br /&gt;things together., and to post here..!&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;WISHING YOU ALL HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY...!&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/4467520348365709108-4414221407693580726?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4414221407693580726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/vriend-vriendje-vensober-ami-freund.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4414221407693580726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4414221407693580726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/08/vriend-vriendje-vensober-ami-freund.html' title='vriend-vriendje-vensõber-ami-freund-dost-barát -amico-cara-tomodachi-dust -prijátel-amigo-mitra-freond -dost -arkadas'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SnSYBZBfZ9I/AAAAAAAAAlE/qdVT1kKVcGk/s72-c/friend1231203588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-2653195245216000883</id><published>2009-07-27T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a bad dream last night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sm3WK9qYPzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/7z1WbCC5wz0/s1600-h/Nightmare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sm3WK9qYPzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/7z1WbCC5wz0/s320/Nightmare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363178215107477298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh..im always been a gud believer in dreams..,the dreams that makes me to dream for them,another time! but i donno what exactly happend yesterday night in late hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeping in to the  Oliver's story..yesterday night i thought of oliver and his love towards his wife who is asleep in the lord 2years back!im rewinding the events in its prequel..just dropped down the book and pondering on..!just a little doze..!suddenly i identified my self located in a strange room ,which i have never seen before, with my friend ..,talking to her.. endlessly..expatiating about my past n present...li'l pranks in b/w i guess, because i found myself laughing!slowly discussion is veered in to other topic like politics..,events in college..,hilarity of functionaries...the list moving on..expressing our distress about the classes...,on probing the uncertainity of human lives, we suddenly switched in to philosophical dissertation..in the background bryan adam's dont give up song is running in the lappy!n im arguing with her about something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i flickered my eyeball..n there i found myself running with the same friend.....im running... and running...and running...with heavy gasps...!"where we are running to",i asked her!she pointed me back...!i saw and noticed few people with truncheons, are chasing us.."why they are following?",i asked."To attack",she told."but Why?",i choked.i didnt got any answer...im running n running..,breathing hard..,i just turned to see my friend there..,shockingly she disappeared..! i awed and frightened..i shouted for her...(donno whats the name exactly..)&lt;br /&gt;*** where are you..?...*** where are you?where u hav gone.....oohh goddd............in the mean time i turned back to see the people who are chasing me..,suddenly the number of the people doubled!my heart pounded more!i suddenly noticed a two story house near by....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swiftly i turned to one side of my bed..,n said to my self that," it is a dream..ufffffff then cool.and sleep again!,i advised to myself".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again,i found myself with the same friend in the first floor of the building, i guess!In one room,found one strange women&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is talking in phone ....!my friend suddenly pulled me..n dragged me in to the corridor..,she urged me to escape..im trying to jump..and landed on parapet wall,down!like a spider woman..im crawling on the building to land on the ground floor..im crawling...n crawling..seconds to minutes ..minutes to hours.....(after all it is a two story building..y i took that much time to crawl,i dont know).Finally i landed on the ground floor..n i found a room with orange light n much clumsy&lt;br /&gt;wooden furniture,where we stuck with a lousy stare of same women, who we found in the first floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden..i opened my eyes with the loud crack of vessel, which was dropped by my sis in the kitchen..n found that im safe...day is passing..im working on my sys..,n stuck with a canon which given me reasonable outcome....the power gone!and i walked down n got the news paper..n again im on my bed stuck with the fable of oliver.. (ofcoz he is irresistible)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strangely, i found my self again running..n heart pounding..,sweating with heavy gasps..the gust is sounding like death scowl..as my eyes are reeling round..i heard a ring ..it is my phone..i got up from my bed..,n lifted it up n got that, shez my frnd..shez saying something like..hey madhuri..the thing worked....blah..blah..i said ok..and outlined my dream to her n hung up the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my dream is strange and precarious..,I thought there would be a message in it..afterall the dream was frightening,weird and uneven like my present consequences..im unable to make head and tail out of it.I am definitely not a Freudian;like simply thinking that dreams are&lt;br /&gt;only capricious desires that are exerted by pressures in daily life..!hmm..Im human..,thinking and referring..that present dream called thing to PREMONITION!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-2653195245216000883?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/2653195245216000883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-bad-dream-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/2653195245216000883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/2653195245216000883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-bad-dream-last-night.html' title='I had a bad dream last night!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sm3WK9qYPzI/AAAAAAAAAk8/7z1WbCC5wz0/s72-c/Nightmare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5446502433965851690</id><published>2009-07-13T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dead beat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SltUJqKdJ-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/oueUJ3RZL4M/s1600-h/teardrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SltUJqKdJ-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/oueUJ3RZL4M/s320/teardrops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357968706601035746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yeah now....,my fingers  are so numb to type..,but i don't have any closest pal ,than my blog do..Iam talking to u..Listen to me .....,A wailing Silence surrounded me.,i have just became desperate .., after A sudden deluge..., my tears dried my heart died! No more patience left behind my thoughts are fleeting..,i thought i have got an full stop....god is teasing me with coma itself.., frenzied with continuous fiasco's ..., iam now,utterly bitterly ..NUMB and DUMB..Finally Im a DEAD BEAT....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5446502433965851690?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5446502433965851690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead-beat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5446502433965851690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5446502433965851690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/07/dead-beat.html' title='dead beat'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SltUJqKdJ-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/oueUJ3RZL4M/s72-c/teardrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8100802293518224645</id><published>2009-07-12T03:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant dream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SlmYGec-usI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Jmyhb48EK50/s1600-h/im.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SlmYGec-usI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Jmyhb48EK50/s320/im.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357480468755167938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a hill at the distant horizon&lt;br /&gt;A damn white fume is rising on&lt;br /&gt;Now,I thought Life is Loving&lt;br /&gt;of course,Im moving,&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing where iam&lt;br /&gt;Without minding what iam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden darkness&lt;br /&gt;A sudden brightness&lt;br /&gt;A distant tree nodding&lt;br /&gt;A distant dream calling&lt;br /&gt;But,Im moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Without fearing where iam&lt;br /&gt;Without changing what iam&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/4467520348365709108-8100802293518224645?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8100802293518224645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/07/distant-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8100802293518224645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8100802293518224645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/07/distant-dream.html' title='Distant dream!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SlmYGec-usI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Jmyhb48EK50/s72-c/im.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-7517961904047596242</id><published>2009-06-29T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please..,Lead Me Lord!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkjgX0gtJ3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9QXaTLp2HBY/s1600-h/158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkjgX0gtJ3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9QXaTLp2HBY/s320/158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352774856967268210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im in a state like puking up..no one is around me..my eyes are reeling round..Heart is bouncing up..Im in a great vertigo...Mom calling....i can hear the 1st words..bt cant the last ones..;dad...scowling here....nothing is going in to my ears..n nt touching my heart..where iam ...!Frndz are farther than ever...!conditions making me to feel me as Life is at the corner of the precipice..im just at its edge...thinking tat it is called desertion!is it so called hell...I know my legs are paining..hands are aching..eyes are watering....i cant explain the sensing becoz i myself unable to experience the feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of all the above,Oh god,Im praying here with Eyes Closed,Fingers Crossed n Tight Lipped..make me feel confident that  U R listening becoz U only know what Im doing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-7517961904047596242?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/7517961904047596242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/pleaselead-me-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7517961904047596242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7517961904047596242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/pleaselead-me-lord.html' title='Please..,Lead Me Lord!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkjgX0gtJ3I/AAAAAAAAAcA/9QXaTLp2HBY/s72-c/158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6026542176349087590</id><published>2009-06-27T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought Of The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkZiHil91kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Lb8Q6AXp9kk/s1600-h/patience.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkZiHil91kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Lb8Q6AXp9kk/s320/patience.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352073088861066818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4467520348365709108-6026542176349087590?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6026542176349087590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/thought-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6026542176349087590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6026542176349087590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/thought-of-day.html' title='Thought Of The Day'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkZiHil91kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/Lb8Q6AXp9kk/s72-c/patience.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-1344807619620134707</id><published>2009-06-25T01:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.837-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkMQutlVlVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MeDzK3qfeN4/s1600-h/eleventhhourfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkMQutlVlVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MeDzK3qfeN4/s320/eleventhhourfs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351139176942507346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4467520348365709108-1344807619620134707?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/1344807619620134707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1344807619620134707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1344807619620134707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SkMQutlVlVI/AAAAAAAAAbg/MeDzK3qfeN4/s72-c/eleventhhourfs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-1145783096937470269</id><published>2009-06-21T14:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sj6AFIVqEpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ljCIF6LdLTk/s1600-h/5088590-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sj6AFIVqEpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ljCIF6LdLTk/s320/5088590-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349854232988750482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                          Dad..,We Luv U.........!&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/4467520348365709108-1145783096937470269?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/1145783096937470269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1145783096937470269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1145783096937470269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Fathers Day'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sj6AFIVqEpI/AAAAAAAAAbY/ljCIF6LdLTk/s72-c/5088590-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4906140589309104794</id><published>2009-06-13T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What to say..is there any event renowned for Human feelings like anger, confusion,irritation..etc;&lt;br /&gt;if so,then i can say surely for these five days were allocated solely For the Eve of Confusion..in the pages of my life..i was completely dozed init!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4906140589309104794?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4906140589309104794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4906140589309104794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4906140589309104794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6405634502577789967</id><published>2009-06-08T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Si1jjbkVMrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sq8z9eAI4Ww/s1600-h/mira_5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 231px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Si1jjbkVMrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sq8z9eAI4Ww/s320/mira_5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345037793105359538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh..Today morning i found myself astounded before the Calendar...Some times We feel Like...,y dont time tick slow than it expected to....Which im experiencing right now.pondering on that ,suddenly i stuck with a sudden fancy..What happens ,If all the Chronometers around the world ceased for this moment...! yippee..I'll have never ending holidays..i may get better routine... Few more pieces of Music in lyf ...  indefatigable browsing.. Indomitable sleeping... adhering to my best broadside reviews..  thats awesome to think on...then what i can do more...may be I'll be again at the same point of time..where im typing like "Y dont time tick Little faster than it expected to!",may be not, considering current sequence  :-|&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/4467520348365709108-6405634502577789967?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6405634502577789967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6405634502577789967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6405634502577789967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Si1jjbkVMrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/sq8z9eAI4Ww/s72-c/mira_5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5489443435069554583</id><published>2009-06-06T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sip_sqltsTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/LS1jQQDjrQY/s1600-h/woman-complaining-to-god.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sip_sqltsTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/LS1jQQDjrQY/s320/woman-complaining-to-god.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224313151959346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 My thoughts are sleepless and my sleep is thoughtless...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh..god ,save me!&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/4467520348365709108-5489443435069554583?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5489443435069554583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts-are-sleepless-and-my-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5489443435069554583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5489443435069554583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-thoughts-are-sleepless-and-my-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sip_sqltsTI/AAAAAAAAAaw/LS1jQQDjrQY/s72-c/woman-complaining-to-god.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-9131985036439604434</id><published>2009-06-03T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope for better tomorrow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SibFibvuSYI/AAAAAAAAAao/9mmMChy3T5A/s1600-h/6341077-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SibFibvuSYI/AAAAAAAAAao/9mmMChy3T5A/s400/6341077-lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343175203275819394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days r not like what we expect to be..but anyways our desire to attain new n attitude never ever give up make us to look forward for Brightful n Hopeful tomorrow.....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-9131985036439604434?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/9131985036439604434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope-for-better-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/9131985036439604434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/9131985036439604434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/06/hope-for-better-tomorrow.html' title='Hope for better tomorrow...'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SibFibvuSYI/AAAAAAAAAao/9mmMChy3T5A/s72-c/6341077-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-702349007516395967</id><published>2009-05-29T15:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets Lit Light in Dark..!</title><content type='html'>Iam in utter Agitation..hey guys...please allow me to ask a question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far women are free?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually speaking this is not agitation..it is frustration no..its anger..for that matter tht word also not fits..it is pain..anguishness!all my feelings are jumbled up....y do women face utmost difficulties than any living entity on earth..right from childhood people in society trample them to depths n discourage them in every situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately,iam not  the receptor...!All the way starts from families,people admonishes,lyk dont  talk loud..,don't laugh loud,for that matter don't cry out loud!y these many restrictions r only to women ,y not men?!People may state, society changed...people got independence..,freedom.., whatever they call it as.. LIBERTY; hmm..Statement mismatched..because still there are many women..who are suffering..weeping lonely in silence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..so many articles day to day..horrible n difficult to read n digest the truths like burning them alive..torturing them for bloody dowry....,going for polygamy..acid attacks..agonizing them mentally n physically..y their better half make them halves..!What they can do.., except cursing their own fate..!today i have seen an incident...a guy beating his wife n threatening with a knife.... that gal wailing in silence  becoz she away from her parents for this guy....no one for her to support...,she want a little trudge to move her life Forward....finally she is waiting for a helping hand..to make her outta hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SiA-Itf7sWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tOUAUUuOxNw/s1600-h/svaw06.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SiA-Itf7sWI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/tOUAUUuOxNw/s320/svaw06.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341337477434814818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an recent study.. stating that 45% women slapped kicked ,beaten75% Battered women try to commit suicide,77% men felt their Masculinity threatened if heir wives didnt listen them,55% women perceive violence as normal part of their lives got this Statistics from surveys on google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl say, There are many associations for women,to protect them and to safeguard their rights..so,who r v to intrude in those matters.just listen..dont intrude in uneven gossips n consume time...There r many pratyusha's n Ayesha's are paining around,if v can do,just help the ppl who r suffering before us n contribute our time to liberate them! associations fight for women rights..parties for their reservations....heyy they utmost Don't need these ryts n reservations..some ppl even donno about these..they just want  a caring hand a comforting word to show a way !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all come together,to bring light in many darkened lives  wid humane Spirit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-702349007516395967?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/702349007516395967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/lets-lit-light-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/702349007516395967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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life?</title><content type='html'>Then throw yourself into some work you believe in with all your heart, live for it, die for it, and you will find happiness that you had thought could never be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Dale Carnegie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-1033863852114149952?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/1033863852114149952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-bored-with-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1033863852114149952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1033863852114149952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-bored-with-life.html' title='Are you bored with life?'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5497827100638681452</id><published>2009-05-26T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.929-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/ShwiKZm1-zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/BV1_iihq0pc/s1600-h/ATcAAADy3WLYfzFPhYyyPMf4EC9oNNsxOJPQlwd8h_WIFSPq0Jo8V7UWwwXMLfLzoAaC4iPnxMBvrp2nMI8fxt-y0xhXAJtU9VBLTPgxSVBSkktm2I1eDacko_uK3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/ShwiKZm1-zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/BV1_iihq0pc/s320/ATcAAADy3WLYfzFPhYyyPMf4EC9oNNsxOJPQlwd8h_WIFSPq0Jo8V7UWwwXMLfLzoAaC4iPnxMBvrp2nMI8fxt-y0xhXAJtU9VBLTPgxSVBSkktm2I1eDacko_uK3A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340180820222409522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5497827100638681452?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5497827100638681452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5497827100638681452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5497827100638681452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/ShwiKZm1-zI/AAAAAAAAAZw/BV1_iihq0pc/s72-c/ATcAAADy3WLYfzFPhYyyPMf4EC9oNNsxOJPQlwd8h_WIFSPq0Jo8V7UWwwXMLfLzoAaC4iPnxMBvrp2nMI8fxt-y0xhXAJtU9VBLTPgxSVBSkktm2I1eDacko_uK3A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3677401686201910745</id><published>2009-05-24T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Of Wasting Time...!</title><content type='html'>Whether u watch Television..or u Browse on internet,whether u Listen Songs or u Learning to sing them,Whether u making irritaed or u urself becoming frustrated,whether u feeling sleepy or u trying to make urself sleep,whether u eat without hunger... or u drink without thirst ,Whether u watch the arms of clock or u scold them on moving so fast,Whether u write a post r REAding dis post,Whether U think that You r wasting time r not..or u deciding not to waste more...,No matter what u do...these all entries comes under a Great art of Killing Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Shl9ZfwuegI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1s1OYbVFzyU/s1600-h/dont+waste+time.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Shl9ZfwuegI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1s1OYbVFzyU/s320/dont+waste+time.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339436710200506882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No body weather your Whether..Its u who have to bother...and Now,Its ur part to apart the art of wasting from Living...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Here 'U' refers ME not YOU Exactly N Dont waste more time on reading this post..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3677401686201910745?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3677401686201910745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-of-wasting-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3677401686201910745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3677401686201910745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/art-of-wasting-time.html' title='Art Of Wasting Time...!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Shl9ZfwuegI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1s1OYbVFzyU/s72-c/dont+waste+time.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3813040118767439641</id><published>2009-05-23T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What made me to write this post,i donno...bt started scribbling...is it called the foolhardiness which iam carrying now?because fewdays back i was frenzied wid the ideas im abt to makeout from tat moment..but now iam unheeding towards my deeds...the things which cease me from doing work cant cease the running time..i know it is me who has to pull out all the stops...i cant apprehend the things which r coming in my way..so, god please make me heedful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3813040118767439641?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3813040118767439641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-made-me-to-write-this-posti-donno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3813040118767439641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3813040118767439641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-made-me-to-write-this-posti-donno.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-2613339853938130057</id><published>2009-05-17T06:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May Victory b ours,may defeat b theirs..!</title><content type='html'>Hmm...after several hours suspense..to day the every single detail of each Political party unveild...wat to say ,i hav done wat exactly i hav said....(misused the ryt ).some people r on high spirits dreaming abt THEIR (nt country's) future 5 years n  some under introspection ..! Hmmm..Again It is congress who withholded in the  finale aftermath.anyways winning n loosing r part of elections that one should consider take to heart said contestant of winning party..u know he is bit metaphorical..on saying..he is proud enough after winning n advising the opposition candidate just take this judgement of ppl to heart( How crazy it is..!).....dont b foolish guys..todays ur victory may hold him 2moro...one gr8 verse is, to make a one winning team there shud b one losing team...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to remind the rehmans song...&lt;br /&gt;baar baar haan bol yaar haan apni jeet hoo unkii haar haan ko'ii ham se jiit na paave chale chalo&lt;br /&gt;chale chalo&lt;br /&gt;which means: say it again again,May victory be ours, may defeat be theirs, yes!May no one triumph over us!Come, let's go, get a move on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-2613339853938130057?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/2613339853938130057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-victory-b-oursmay-defeat-b-theirs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/2613339853938130057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/2613339853938130057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/may-victory-b-oursmay-defeat-b-theirs.html' title='May Victory b ours,may defeat b theirs..!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3357105517833740361</id><published>2009-05-16T08:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DYsLeXIc..</title><content type='html'>Today im Directly typing on post without making much effort ...like penning beforehand on a wordpad..nothng ..!i just decided..whatever u wanna speak u should directly make it clear..i used to type on a wordpad, it makes me to refine more n more b4 pasting here...hellova...so i confirmed...i f u speak , there shudnt be any refinements...so refine before u speak on..whether it may b on blogpost r on a debate ground..i know the quote Speech is silver silence is gold...bt im making it replenished..like SPeech is platinum silence is plubum...no guys dont laugh..it is true..if u r speaking heavily..ppl call u garrulous....at the same time if u remain silent they will call u  reticent..no bigdeal..!watever they call us as ..be wat we r n talk wat we want..We all got Right to speak...jUst utilise it..just make sense before talking on..,Yeah..what do u think iam doing now...blabbering...?No man..c'mon grow up...just extract ,watever u think useful, 4m any prattle..If u r diligent u shud b intelligent...ahha learn from others mistakes...oooh iam definitely going outta track..i think iam confused....jumbled up wid many disorders..preplexed by politics...embarrassed by my edu..puzzled by my project..so this blog post is out of my many uneven emotions.....im not getting  lines to write on now..do hav topic in my mind...don hav theory to type on...so wat im doingg, i know..it is called irritating...,bt y cant u adapt to my unusual speak.. im asking u now bcoz ..u ppl r crazy in adapting the situations of daily demonic Serial episodes..then whats wrong wid u to adjust wid my uncertain writing...just u shud hav patience which i don hav...listen..don ask any one whether they alright r not..wen they r harassing u with much intimidated way..like u wanna ask me now!ppl like me don answer for all these uneneccesary questions..!ha den wat..im thinking on.., to write a big blog post than ever..which will b large enough compared to before blog posts..bcoz i just wanna write on without adding pics..i just wanna test my self to how much extent i can hammer u without going away..testing  eblogger,how much it will permit me to write on..will there b any limitation of words like any other sites..so testing this space with this unusual  hammering..this blog is a small test for ur measuring ur patience levels..dont frown im giving u nice reports after this tough page long reads...u guys r soo patient than i expected ...so u hav read all the blog post..bearing all my useless blabber....u know, u guys rock beacause u r opulent enough in matters of patience....i'll rock at the same hand..bcozz im capable enough of testing others patience...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Testing report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 100% idiotic-----then u hav 0% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 90% stupidity-----then u hav 10% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 80% foolish-----then u hav 20% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 70% idiotic-----then u hav 30% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 60% senseless-----then u hav 40% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 50% ridiculous-----then u hav 50% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 40% mindless-----then u hav 60% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 30% illogical-----then u hav 70% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 20% coquettish-----then u hav 80% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 10% moronic-----then u hav 90% patience levels&lt;br /&gt;if u ppl consider this post as 0% addled-----then u hav 100% IMpatience levels&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont think more abt it n thanx for bearing wid my stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3357105517833740361?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3357105517833740361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/dyslexic.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3357105517833740361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3357105517833740361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/dyslexic.html' title='DYsLeXIc..'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-1145463475682762644</id><published>2009-05-11T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.001-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im quickly on my pace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sgh3N85lN2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/jfH0chW9zE0/s1600-h/704dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sgh3N85lN2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/jfH0chW9zE0/s320/704dream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334644840189998946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmm....iam rambling in a dark pace...just skidded by dashing a small pebble..(ofcoz xpected large ones..,so walked inattentively,wat to do...stuck by small one) just manged to stand up with out falling down....Hellow Hellow aynybody there?Just nod at if u can hear me.....is there any one Hereee....where the heck iamm..don hav idea..wer iam xactly..?! im strolling half heartedly....place was too dark...Killing calmness outside..bt loud screams inside..Heart pounding more than it expected to...my beats slipping in to heavyquestions...taking promise from me like bethala got from The king vikramarka.. ,vow me for telling truth to all my questions,urged..i vowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat:Tell me..y r u feeling down?&lt;br /&gt;Me:i think ,i was cankered!&lt;br /&gt;B:by?&lt;br /&gt;M:manythings&lt;br /&gt;B:from?&lt;br /&gt;M:manydays&lt;br /&gt;B:bt y u r bursting now?&lt;br /&gt;M: astounded too recently..soo&lt;br /&gt;B:Wat r basic facts?&lt;br /&gt;M:..........................................&lt;br /&gt;B:uhh..i can see  u r lips moving ,bt i cant here wat u r saying&lt;br /&gt;B:Im sorry ..i think u wore some thing on...tat made u invisible...now i cant see u too!&lt;br /&gt;B:Just listen to me..quickly leave that ulster...Hellow..hellow it echoed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just iam trying to see in mirror,....bt i cant see da  ulster.prayed god...to lemme relieve from that bound....waiting for action...mean while iam recollecting all my past..happenstances from manydays..the thoughts rounded from undergraduation to secondary education..some&lt;br /&gt;memoriess..some spirits..some instances blinked in my subconscious..all of a sudden i feel like im gliding..iam able to hear its words n it heard me too..by the way i asked it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M:How iam again visible to u,do u know the reasons ?&lt;br /&gt;B:Ur selfconfidence is back to u, it smugged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i noticed the way im travelling which was suddenly brightened,the rays falling on me waking me up!i feel more energetic..new music inside..new beams outside..A whole new worldd...screaming that Im back...Im Back..Im back..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pat on my bck by  mom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly woke up n realised tat Just all was a Dream..n began to scream again that Im back n I am Back on Track...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-1145463475682762644?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sgh3N85lN2I/AAAAAAAAAY4/jfH0chW9zE0/s72-c/704dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8420257352405013161</id><published>2009-05-10T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:37.995-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mammaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgZeWtUl6bI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_5FPklgI8gY/s1600-h/DSC015521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgZeWtUl6bI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_5FPklgI8gY/s320/DSC015521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334054552883030450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"   HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; When u feel ur alone in a crowd……………..&lt;br /&gt;When u feel no I can understand u……&lt;br /&gt;When ur  love is  rejected  by others&lt;br /&gt;when u hate ur life…….&lt;br /&gt;Just close  ur  eyes  &amp;amp;  see her face&lt;br /&gt;who loves u  more than  any one  else…..&lt;br /&gt;Who cares for u in loneliness &amp;amp; can die for u.&lt;br /&gt;She is no one but ur sweet loving MOM ……..&lt;br /&gt;Love her more than any one else in this world…..&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz only she was, is and&lt;br /&gt;she will be  there for u all the time till she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(words 4m mail,pics 4m me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgZeWfWecKI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XqXXMvaXhoU/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgZeWfWecKI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/XqXXMvaXhoU/s320/DSC01558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334054549132832930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4467520348365709108-8420257352405013161?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8420257352405013161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/mammaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8420257352405013161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8420257352405013161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/mammaa.html' title='Mammaa'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgZeWtUl6bI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_5FPklgI8gY/s72-c/DSC015521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5709005843513464516</id><published>2009-05-08T14:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah..Frost..!</title><content type='html'>hmm completed the chapter of writing exams  ....what now.....okies..Lemme think over..Decided r  what....!hmm still cogitating... nothing striking in my mind except Frost's lyrical epitome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgR6djynlcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yqFr6qvaVxY/s1600-h/6a00d83451fc5a69e200e55070c0958833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgR6djynlcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yqFr6qvaVxY/s320/6a00d83451fc5a69e200e55070c0958833-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333522506955855298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,&lt;br /&gt;And sorry I could not travel both&lt;br /&gt;And be one traveler, long I stood&lt;br /&gt;And looked down one as far as I could&lt;br /&gt;To where it bent in the undergrowth;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took the other, as just as fair,&lt;br /&gt;And having perhaps the better claim,&lt;br /&gt;Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&lt;br /&gt;Though as for that the passing there&lt;br /&gt;Had worn them really about the same,      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And both that morning equally lay&lt;br /&gt;In leaves no step had trodden black.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I kept the first for another day!&lt;br /&gt;Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&lt;br /&gt;I doubted if I should ever come back.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be telling this with a sigh&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere ages and ages hence:&lt;br /&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—&lt;br /&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;And that has made all the difference....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.....Lemme see What wil b the Difference..?!(U know im Optimistic..[:)] )&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/4467520348365709108-5709005843513464516?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5709005843513464516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/wahfrost.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5709005843513464516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5709005843513464516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/wahfrost.html' title='Wah..Frost..!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SgR6djynlcI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yqFr6qvaVxY/s72-c/6a00d83451fc5a69e200e55070c0958833-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5957507242823372987</id><published>2009-05-02T03:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.015-04:00</updated><title type='text'>CrAZy ChrONicLe</title><content type='html'>Its my writing block over here..What a great way to start a blogging month..!!hmm.. no no Im not a columnist..bt lending my lines to dis crazy chronicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensconced in confidence,with trust so intense,bagged this headline from LIC... which says one shud feel confident wid da association of LIC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Im definitely not here to increase the publicity of LIC...,bt wat for im here..any guesses... thoughts buzzing...Similies r more for this notion..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm im taking a break to relax after every one page long reads huh ..its truly IR wave reaching LED of  idiotbox..my eyes capturing ...,may b its the battle among BJP,Congress,PRP,TDP r other lefts..yup..TDP has trust on TRS,viceversa (forsake of spl state r spl status..,i donno :P),PRP has trust on its publicity(cine charm..),congress has trust on their own crew on its own regular terms..as ppl know wat they hav done..(is volks wagon waiting  for congressmen 4 taking in r away..god knows..!).. iam not here for debating on political stuff..All parties saying they hav their own trust to ensconce ppl in gud confidence levels...tats really chaotic.. bt who hav confidence on them they donno..i dont knoww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we r living in such a befuddled state..recently Roadies-Raghu...weird incident , he says he dont like palak... bt gave her a 2nd chance to improve her attitude as if he acts lyk he had trust on her ( he is the guy who told tat she is puerile @ Roadies selections..,common ppl laugh..what a graceful disgrace it is! )on the roadies show(of all!).... he is fooling all viewers around!Rodies raghu had confidence like wat ever he can do viewers can accept..so intense n immense...n eventually they immerse....:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPL's have their own part..preethi n shilpa's jealosies in b/w .. they hav trust on their own followups :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while climatologists says there is a cyclone in bay of bengal...yeah they hav confidence on their own weather forecast so warned fisherman not to go for fishing...,Bt Who hav Trust on them...,Fisherman gone for fishing n one missed in the middle of bay..headline in news....its matter of confidence levels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today only i heard tat suffering is all abt ,thinking abt what v r not getting...! ya ,i agree..bt wat to think on???okies immediate answer think on wat u hav got..bt wats the use?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confusing...confusing..confusing....all around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean time im going to write exams...wat they hav given they donno r wat i hav written god knows..kept my all hopes on god..bcoz i can say i hav trust on him..i know for sure he can ensconce me in benevolent confidence levels...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5957507242823372987?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3371521875133930966</id><published>2009-05-01T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SfvvWyOJyeI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lKe3pkPNjVU/s1600-h/MayDayCartoon+lg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SfvvWyOJyeI/AAAAAAAAAX4/lKe3pkPNjVU/s320/MayDayCartoon+lg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331117758640409058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;ay Day &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wishes&lt;/span&gt; to Everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Salute&lt;/span&gt; those who sacrificied their life for the cause of Working Class!&lt;/strong&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/4467520348365709108-3371521875133930966?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3371521875133930966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/05/m-ay-day-wishes-to-everybody-salute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-497235936166054397</id><published>2009-04-22T10:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Se8qSx8PuzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/G8r4a6_QRF8/s1600-h/3963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Se8qSx8PuzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/G8r4a6_QRF8/s320/3963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327523386334624562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are knocking the door...the more they bcome closer n the more knock bcomes harder..!&lt;br /&gt;yeah..hav to prepare for xams..wenever i opened the book a thought cums"The more you learn, the more you know,The more you know, the more you forget,The more you forget, the less you know,So.. why learn" hehehehe.Fun apart...,God save me...All the way n bless me to come up with flying colors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-497235936166054397?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/497235936166054397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/exams-are-knocking-door.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/497235936166054397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/497235936166054397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/exams-are-knocking-door.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Se8qSx8PuzI/AAAAAAAAAXw/G8r4a6_QRF8/s72-c/3963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6302417805194098358</id><published>2009-04-18T11:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Freezer to Frying pan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sen4gAH9hEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7LWu4-8L7ow/s1600-h/sweating.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sen4gAH9hEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/7LWu4-8L7ow/s320/sweating.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326061263015216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup..Sunny days....it is too warm, even to get outta houz..!ufff....sultry summer started..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-6302417805194098358?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6302417805194098358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/from-freezer-to-frying-pan.html#comment-form' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-783665763409057448</id><published>2009-04-17T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.041-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zindagee denewaale sun&lt;br /&gt;teree duniyaan se dil bhar gayaa&lt;br /&gt;mai yahaa jeete jee mar gayaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raat katatee nahee, din gujarataa nahee&lt;br /&gt;jakhma ayesaa diyaa hain ke bharataa nahee&lt;br /&gt;aankh wiraan hai, dil pareshaan hai&lt;br /&gt;gam kaa saamaan hai, jaise jaadoo koee kar gayaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcozz donno much Hindi..bt luv the lyric..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-783665763409057448?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/783665763409057448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/zindagee-denewaale-sun-teree-duniyaan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/783665763409057448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/783665763409057448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/zindagee-denewaale-sun-teree-duniyaan.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-7800900167196664015</id><published>2009-04-16T02:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sElection?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SebR4tOtIzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/JutrKBBmDKU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SebR4tOtIzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/JutrKBBmDKU/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325174381556343602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah!!A damn new right opened the door for me..,let me put this in another way ,My country needed my choice,is the sense gladdened me more than the sense i've got the right to Vote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months b4 wen my father given me a form to sign on,den i asked, what for? "to get ur voter identity" He said.&lt;br /&gt;"means ?", i inquired. "letting govt to know,tat u r eligible enough to cast ur vote",He added. "But whats the use?" i gasped."It is the time 4 u to cast ur vote to righteous authority,dont u know?",He retorted.Then i made my version simpler n told," im not asking y should i vote,bt for what !"&lt;br /&gt;He glanced at me,smirked a bit n got the form wid sign,n left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i hav just been to cast my vote,going b4 i told my dad,"Here is a chance to misuse my right,if i vote".he patted n dropped me at the polling center.Hmm..atlast im back here after my sElection for nation....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-7800900167196664015?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/7800900167196664015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/selection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7800900167196664015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7800900167196664015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/selection.html' title='sElection?!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SebR4tOtIzI/AAAAAAAAAWE/JutrKBBmDKU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-791530827950501618</id><published>2009-04-14T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeTXOQc6aRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9cf8OA2SPNQ/s1600-h/now.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeTXOQc6aRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9cf8OA2SPNQ/s320/now.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324617299393145106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to hav some piece of things r der to pen today..bt cantput the things together,even my thoughts for 3 days r blurred n sinuous.These were some of the laziest days in my life i could ever remember,this day...it was worse n more sluggish than i expected..bcoz there was no necessity 2 get outta the bed..was in my room whole day..sleeping,eating n watchin tv n browsing n some music... ofcoz got 2weeks preparation holidays for xams, y the heck im treating them as Lazy Holidays., i donno!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-791530827950501618?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/791530827950501618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-seem-to-hav-some-piece-of-things-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/791530827950501618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/791530827950501618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-seem-to-hav-some-piece-of-things-r.html' title=''/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeTXOQc6aRI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9cf8OA2SPNQ/s72-c/now.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8905212471585421846</id><published>2009-04-13T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Five Fave Reads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRl6jmiJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/O6Ju6YwhF1Y/s1600-h/9780380017607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRl6jmiJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/O6Ju6YwhF1Y/s320/9780380017607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324188896297650322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; *******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; means never having to say you're sorry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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{}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRv1RutrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/yr5h0c_oXUc/s1600-h/Jurassic_Park-119188788461948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRv1RutrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/yr5h0c_oXUc/s320/Jurassic_Park-119188788461948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324189066679203506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;                          **********"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;An Adventure 65 Million years in Making&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRlwgcyTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xmy8nIuAhAg/s1600-h/guide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRlwgcyTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/xmy8nIuAhAg/s320/guide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324188893600074034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;                  **************&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tourist Guide to Religious Preacher &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; ***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRlmSoHhI/AAAAAAAAATs/ywVxDH55otw/s1600-h/alchemist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRlmSoHhI/AAAAAAAAATs/ywVxDH55otw/s320/alchemist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324188890857741842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;                              ********&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Metaphor for own Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;"*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;sup id="cite_ref-2" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Alchemist_%28novel%29#cite_note-2" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-8905212471585421846?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8905212471585421846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-five-fave-reads.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8905212471585421846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8905212471585421846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-five-fave-reads.html' title='My First Five Fave Reads'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SeNRl6jmiJI/AAAAAAAAAT8/O6Ju6YwhF1Y/s72-c/9780380017607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-728057902038751496</id><published>2009-04-09T10:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LaBoPhObIc..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sd4N2rHB_FI/AAAAAAAAARc/G3iYVKtzH4I/s1600-h/aaaaa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sd4N2rHB_FI/AAAAAAAAARc/G3iYVKtzH4I/s320/aaaaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322707042534816850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sd4N28yUPqI/AAAAAAAAARk/w-PLWHfFClc/s1600-h/bbbbbbbb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 204px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sd4N28yUPqI/AAAAAAAAARk/w-PLWHfFClc/s320/bbbbbbbb.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322707047279771298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..The lab sessions...wen my sis writing all the record stuff.. with wonderful calligraphic skills @home..preparing for all the pragmatic stuff.. ,mee...awed with surprise..waited for my time to do all those! soon....the so called practical sessions aka laborious labs started in my intermediate...ofcozz those days,curiousity for practicality craves all the things....!so got through those!the part of fun is,i made practical sessions more theoretically without fulfilling its main aim..i've concluded them.and now im in my 3rd btech,still im exasperated with those limitations of labs lyk carrying observations,writing records,obtaining outputs,viva-voce` encounters,facing functionaries frustrations..n atlast lacking patience!(y the hell ppl xpect best output provided with deprived inputs still i donno!) out of all..., ofcoz im afraid of labs morethan theory writing..bcoz those r onspot-exams, evaluation is instant..results r instant too..if all goes well ..&lt;br /&gt;fi9 ,if not,it is an instant inferno :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god..,labzzz,Here we r at a stretch come under TEST n DETEST, im tired of those three hour practical xamination session..which passes in split of seconds,bt the fear in every second can b counted hours together,those moments of wriggling for yielding outputs...those sighs after coming out of cabins....every one can remember. nyways gr8 thanks to labs which stays as great buttress for ample increase in attendance!hmmm.. wish me best for upcoming labs...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-728057902038751496?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/728057902038751496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/labophobic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/728057902038751496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/728057902038751496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/labophobic.html' title='LaBoPhObIc..!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sd4N2rHB_FI/AAAAAAAAARc/G3iYVKtzH4I/s72-c/aaaaa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5303430293084657719</id><published>2009-04-07T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I know</title><content type='html'>No reason ...No exaggeration...!&lt;br /&gt;I I love the way Iam...no matter who loves it r hate it......&lt;br /&gt;if u r tenderly inactive...let it leave...n  just let me live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5303430293084657719?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5303430293084657719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5303430293084657719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5303430293084657719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know.html' title='I know'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4897260948353714023</id><published>2009-04-04T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason for existence</title><content type='html'>hallaa....exhausted enough with my sis-wed, im back, to pen more here as a new naive.As we know there is a reason for every thing that is predetermined before. That is a reason to born ..n die,a reason to enjoy n enhance,a reason to embrace n  abstain,Finally a reason to love..n hate.., ...!hmm..this point of time existed to analyse the reason  for every relation......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a  sophomore in this megaversity appellated as, so called life...although im callow, in matters...  all sorts of affinities lyk sentiments,relations n frndships..,but mellowed-up with their effects..!wat to do??? experiences makes a man...in my childhood i questioned the existence of god n his creations...my mom replied,few days after with the effect of scifi's i questioned the existence of aliens n their connections.. my father retorted,after few years..now,i started questioning about existence of Man and his associations..asked many...!got many explications to&lt;br /&gt;my question..i wondered ..bcoz none of them are consubstantials!then i started trying to give my own answer..!should know every existed thing  coexisted.., with a reason ..,mean to say..wen focussing on mans associations, ppl mingle for some reason n part by treason..and ya i believe in it...ofcozz i wanna strictly stick to it..!fed up with the ppl around ..who suddenly run in to our lives without permission n names the action as Relation ,suddenly leaves without condition..got bit philosophical...bt believe me its an absolute truth..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My solution for my own question is "The necessity for each obligation in every situation creates a new relation ..,buds a new association "(in today world)...being panic-struck,Finally i wanna monotonize my version with  a single verse i.e.,      ****NEED....The Reason for Existence***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4897260948353714023?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4897260948353714023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-for-existence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4897260948353714023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4897260948353714023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/04/reason-for-existence.html' title='The Reason for existence'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4765384475514798353</id><published>2009-03-16T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in Diary</title><content type='html'>This is the day ,since last fewmonths,  my rainlendar awaiting anxiously to show my todo list..my thinking machine is li'l pensive...!so,thought that it may be free from heavy herculean hisses and wanna retread its innards with frolicsome futuristic fuels...!ofcoz it is viable,if my punctilicious lifestyle doesnt turn haphazardous...!Here i can say,The great irony lies in the way of life is,it doesnt follows... it only leads.....!Hope atleast it may bless me to make best of all upcoming forefronts ,assured no blockade ahead...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-4765384475514798353?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4765384475514798353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4765384475514798353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4765384475514798353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-in-diary.html' title='A Day in Diary'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-735123419498858603</id><published>2009-03-09T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beatitude..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SbVVKOlR3_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/iYVKKb8-CgE/s1600-h/music025tc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SbVVKOlR3_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/iYVKKb8-CgE/s320/music025tc3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311244969754877938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If u ask few ppl whats ur fave pastime .,Many ppl say i love to read ,i love to talk,i love to dance..wt not every thing!If u ask me the same question.,in the list chatting, blogging...several includes,then u may ask  "Wt abt MUZIK?" my answer will be,"definitely no!",then u may ask "Why?",nopeee..plzz i don want to add my music to pastime list.,bcoz the music is the thing which makes me to breath ..yup..i agree!I cant do without it!,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then how i can say music as my&lt;br /&gt;pastime?, After all,It is Major Part of my Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very few things that makes me happy one amongst those is music.., like to listen as loud as i want when i'm home alone!When i hear a song i first hear it..if i supposed to give my ear for it 2 r more times ,crap!,soon...,iam addicted to it!When i hear to songs  they giv warm vibes, which cools down all my eases in all concerns!Ofcoz music is my cutest pal which accompanies me in both sweetest n cutest periods,as well as in toughest n hardest times too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started 2years back.i was in my engg 1st year...only hav a bent towards telugu melodies of ilayaraja,sp,all oldies n some new hindi albums n tel classicals too (with my sis prepping) .. got fascinated by warmth compositions of Hariprasad chourasia,zakir hussain,mandolin srinivas,Bismilla khan! Thinking telugu is only mother of all melodies..wen im truly disgusted with telecasters abt to skip all channels, once r twice glued to tamil n malayaali mode of music,after confronting with IndianIdol got a real taste in national language!my fathers interest,ofcoz my uncle's influence is more on me.i luv to listen rafi,naushad,kishorekumar,mannadey....list never ends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i bought a new system, my brother stuffed it with full of old hindi (4 my dad) n  English mp3's..actually i dint cared to play them..one day all of a sudden i just acquainted to play n listen George Michael's lastchristmas..appalled by heart melting lyrics..it just happend...!,i began to njoy Classic western beats!im a primitive, thinking BackStreet boys were gud,unlimited was bad,trance was flat.The period of unveilation, i began to acknowledge shaggy, boyzone, chicago, coldplay ,dangerous ofcoz Pinkfloyd too!Blue n westlife arent bad,cant dislike celine dion cant resist bt luv floyd n jackson.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some excerpts which i love to croon!&lt;br /&gt;"You are young and life is long, there is time to kill today"(thought here is the chap to whom i can  truly empathize with!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Run, rabbit, run Dig that hole, forget the sun,And when at last the work is done Dont sit down, its time to dig another one"(Bcame more philosophical than i xpected to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehman's "When you don't wanna give Don't be afraid ,Just let me live"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ppl keep on asking me wen i say i luv to start the day wid music!"do u get up with Suprabhatam music...(or) some thing rocky &amp;amp; shaky..:)"above all i can say its matter of my inclination in respective situation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music takes away the strain from humans in a way that sponge sucks away water from the floor. The melodious strains of music emanating from the guitar r keyboard are second to none in terms of the pleasure it gives to the listener,Im not the exception...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-735123419498858603?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/735123419498858603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-beatitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/735123419498858603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/735123419498858603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-beatitude.html' title='My Beatitude..!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SbVVKOlR3_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/iYVKKb8-CgE/s72-c/music025tc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-358762379303548516</id><published>2009-03-05T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Penning for taglist 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;1.last movie you saw in a theatre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;well,last movie was mantra…….just crap,unnecessary twists bt overall movie was oh…k!any ways its been many days, nt been to theatre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;2.what book are you reading?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FountainHead [huge book]taking pains to complete it, n Agathachristie Third girl&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3.favourite board game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;m almost out of such games...though at times caroms&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4.favourite magazine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;readers digest, inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;5.favourite smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;the redolence of earth when it is raining&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;6.favourite sound?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;tinking of rain,chime of wind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7.worst feeling ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;when I hav no mood to finish the work still coercive calls waitin for me to punish&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;8.what is the first thing you think when you wake up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;shud i wake up now?? (10 mins more sleep req to mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9.favourite fast food place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;any place with unlimited junkfood, provides min hygiene&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;10.future child's name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never gave a thot really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;11.finish this sentence " if i had a lot of money i'd..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may be I’ll round the globe once :) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;12.do you drive fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hmm..just now managing to ride bicycle..dont ask abt its celerity plzz :p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;13.do you sleep with a stuffed animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hehe...nope&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;14.storm cool or scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;exciting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;15.what was you first car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once my uncle refused,once my dad,no one given me chance to drive..,dream big..,hopefully bmw ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;16.favourite drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee mostly in misty weathers,all frosties&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;17.finish this sentence "if i had the time i would?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;think over dis question n try to giv answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;18.do you eat the stems of broccoli?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;19.if you could dye you hair,which colour would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Brunette..!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;20.name the different cities /town you have lived in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Not many..only 1 which u know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;21.favourite sports watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cricket and i love table tennis,games in Nick big time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;22.one nice thing about the person who sent you this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who sent this xactly..no idea..got from groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;23.whats under you bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid nyts I afraid to check out :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;24.would you like to be reborn as yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yep,bt wid btr features :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;25.morning person or night owl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;im flexible :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;26.natural r artificial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Natural&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;27.favourite place to relax?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hillside,sea view,cloudy sky wid sunset..imagine!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="border-style: none none dotted; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 3pt; padding: 0in 0in 1pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;28.favourite pie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;all cuties :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;29.favourite ice cream flavour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;butter-scotch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;30. to whom u’ll tag it to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ne1 and every1 who finds it interesting please assume i tagged u and start scribbling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0in; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; line-height: 18pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-358762379303548516?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/358762379303548516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/358762379303548516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/358762379303548516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/tag-list.html' title='Tag List!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6773553993008110373</id><published>2009-03-03T10:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why god ..Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sa1TczwdTaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WYspYUT6ZA0/s1600-h/WhyGodWhy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sa1TczwdTaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WYspYUT6ZA0/s320/WhyGodWhy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308991290134580642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why does obstacles obstructs in cinder track?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                Why does i cant spell the word free?                                                  &lt;br /&gt;How can i see all the past by looking back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is life still lied in this slothful spree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beam..Woken up by a dreary dream ,&lt;br /&gt;dried up with fiery stream,&lt;br /&gt;why god why...Why it is only to me,&lt;br /&gt;Where u r ,whilst u left me in this melee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant you show your hand,to rescue,&lt;br /&gt;What for i'm here, loitering without any clue;&lt;br /&gt;Listen here,i don't wanna blame you in any sense,&lt;br /&gt;Pleading you to bring me, life essence;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I've been with people who don't knew me much more,&lt;br /&gt;     Never ,I had perturbed with this embarrassment before;&lt;br /&gt;     Am i the victim for your plan,&lt;br /&gt;     If u cant help me now,no one can;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Why god,why this stage,&lt;br /&gt;     With this question,why u simply smile and gaze;&lt;br /&gt;      I bet,my words got no offense,&lt;br /&gt;      Bless me, to jot here with more sense...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-6773553993008110373?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6773553993008110373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-god-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6773553993008110373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6773553993008110373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-god-why.html' title='Why god ..Why?'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/Sa1TczwdTaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/WYspYUT6ZA0/s72-c/WhyGodWhy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-4904798357473682914</id><published>2009-02-10T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What For ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staggered and Startled,&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SZG604wkseI/AAAAAAAAAII/gSTFPcujEsk/s1600-h/Question%20Mark.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301223654143865314" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 208px; height: 254px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SZG604wkseI/AAAAAAAAAII/gSTFPcujEsk/s320/Question%2520Mark.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dazed and Confused,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bewildered and Bellowed ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stricken and Smarten...! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, i hav a question.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for these quagmires all about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost two weeks it been, I hinted that I had somany delusions, I couldn't solve about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Iam still in a gr8 quandry. But I might be getting closer in solving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What for we are reallyhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where these cogent coRelations leads us to??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madhuri M.&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/4467520348365709108-4904798357473682914?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/4904798357473682914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4904798357473682914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/4904798357473682914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-for.html' title='What For ?'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SZG604wkseI/AAAAAAAAAII/gSTFPcujEsk/s72-c/Question%2520Mark.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-361987385045780294</id><published>2009-01-17T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amidst Of My Thoughts Iam Alone..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJxRaZ51jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IOPw4zqftgk/s1600-h/ATgAAACBbOpKI54rsYi8RHILJfZylgBV9NsfBur08zgbjxcG-Ukb2NenASnoYlTSEzC4q2V_ZYUAavAOYU1Pj_rzajTlAJtU9VAp3jjrSKXqjmMqmb7xTFsSO-OEsQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292417056073438770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJxRaZ51jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IOPw4zqftgk/s320/ATgAAACBbOpKI54rsYi8RHILJfZylgBV9NsfBur08zgbjxcG-Ukb2NenASnoYlTSEzC4q2V_ZYUAavAOYU1Pj_rzajTlAJtU9VAp3jjrSKXqjmMqmb7xTFsSO-OEsQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ************* &lt;strong&gt;Madhuri...in the mode of 'I'ntrospection&lt;/strong&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-361987385045780294?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/361987385045780294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/amidst-of-my-thoughts-iam-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/361987385045780294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/361987385045780294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/amidst-of-my-thoughts-iam-alone.html' title='Amidst Of My Thoughts Iam Alone..!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJxRaZ51jI/AAAAAAAAAH4/IOPw4zqftgk/s72-c/ATgAAACBbOpKI54rsYi8RHILJfZylgBV9NsfBur08zgbjxcG-Ukb2NenASnoYlTSEzC4q2V_ZYUAavAOYU1Pj_rzajTlAJtU9VAp3jjrSKXqjmMqmb7xTFsSO-OEsQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-3160046230403477171</id><published>2009-01-16T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trepidation..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thoughts Became Thorns When iam enumerating epoch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atfirst,I supposed to count the Days.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Few Weeks ,I Began to appraise the Hours..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Now,Iam obviously Reckoning the Minutes..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dipping in the deep Thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in the Delicate Drifts.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about the Future..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Redefining the Present...,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ofcoz,Redeeming the Past....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*********&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-3160046230403477171?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/3160046230403477171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/trepidation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3160046230403477171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/3160046230403477171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/trepidation.html' title='Trepidation..!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-8157646917908905329</id><published>2009-01-15T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember and be sad – or – Forget and be happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8blZqWDeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pAsH00IddjM/s1600-h/recollect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291478416541224418" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 288px; height: 208px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8blZqWDeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pAsH00IddjM/s320/recollect.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well..,Few days back i got adhered to a catchy adage,wen i'm skimming a chronicle i.e; "Remember and be sad – or – Forget and be happy"..yup! when iam rereading the phrase,several conceptions contemplated in subconscious,that maxim echoed in my mind!Remembering &amp;amp; Forgetting ....perfectly Antithetical.i just wanna pen something on this ,without forgetting..,on reminding all my reminiscences!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291480229270250754" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 195px; height: 218px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s320/sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it goes. This phrase reminds me the proverb ,Read and Read and Forget but donot Forget to Read,which i had heard from my uncle.ofcourse it is not apt in this situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[i just reminded that ..bcoz it is some what sounding like that] .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our lives,several things arrives and leaves .....friends,acquaintances,troubles,traumas,triumphs,trenchs,treasons..wh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8btT006ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qk8N0myRYYo/s1600-h/Happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291478552413530514" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 188px; height: 200px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8btT006ZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Qk8N0myRYYo/s320/Happy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at not everything!Always remember to forget The things that made u sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never forget to remember The things that made u glad. Always remember to forget The friends that proved untrue.But don’t forget to remember Those that have stuck by u.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember to forget The troubles that have passed away. But never forget to remember The blessing that come each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8dO6mn5QI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h5o00bYAzjw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm....here there is a poem by EmilyDickinson which i had read long long back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How happy I was if I could forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To remember how sad I am&lt;br /&gt;Would be an easy adversity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the recollecting of Bloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeps making November difficult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till I who was almost bold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lose my way like a little Child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And perish of the cold."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup..its Heart Rendering..,People.. People..People... Loom urselves,just remember to forget the gloom...never forget to remember wen u bloom..atleast give a try : ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-8157646917908905329?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/8157646917908905329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-and-be-sad-or-forget-and-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8157646917908905329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/8157646917908905329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/remember-and-be-sad-or-forget-and-be.html' title='Remember and be sad – or – Forget and be happy'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW8blZqWDeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pAsH00IddjM/s72-c/recollect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6175686308138269434</id><published>2009-01-14T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD WORDS..</title><content type='html'>Oh..At this pont of time iam no good blog writer..but hopefully better in near good future!its been 2 to 3 days iam tremendously loitering by being online ,in a deep search[i suppose iam an wandering albatross :D] keywords of my search r: How to maintain a Brainstorming Blog!ofcozz i cant say thats an vain endeavor..some of my confusions asundered.Atlast i came to a conclusion....and soliloquized .."It some times happens to every one yaar..just jot down something". I was in a wide range of exploration,for the thing, is writing will be a panacea to above all predicaments which we r experiencing now n then?can i bring breath to my blog?but i know,I cant carry all the useless babble in between the heavy terses with unpredicted verbose.ufffff its sounding palsied..bt i cant help..yup,its my version...ofcoz its my style!hmm..don wanna irritate u ppl more..plz bear me i'm under hesitation,Introspecting my own self with a desperate question,am i capable of thralling all out with my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird Words..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..?!?! &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;********&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-6175686308138269434?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6175686308138269434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6175686308138269434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/6175686308138269434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/weird-words.html' title='WEIRD WORDS..'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-7850260643192211657</id><published>2009-01-14T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sojourn:1</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291143267083083842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW3qxIov4EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RDNDfVneX2c/s320/DSC00990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Recently i hav been to Industrial Tour with my frndz ..visited many places...bt one of the coolest and beautiful places is Munnar,in gods own country:Kerala.I bet munnar is breath takingly beautiful.Its pulchritude is awesome... combo of beauty,tranquility,peace..!In the past,i heard abt it,so got some xpectations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Around 6am we reached kerala,we got to know that bcoz of chilli winds n muggy weather.I got my finest window seat..observed all the ppl,scenics out of the pane.People,with overly unctuous hairs with sandal cream on their foreheads seems to be quite&lt;br /&gt;perfect with their works,i observed that 95%of ppl holded primed stuff like books,lappy..or else atleast with a news paper &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJngxMV0pI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q7OxhgEkSUs/s1600-h/fall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292406324772328082" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJngxMV0pI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q7OxhgEkSUs/s320/fall.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and we ppl thought that ohhh..Kerala..the state with 95% Literacy rate[approximately..i donno xact stat :)].Ofcoz,i admit that ppl r well educated there..but they r getting in to reservation compartments...scowling n frowning at fellow passengers who got the reservations,bcoz as they r not allowing them to occupy their seats..and supporting their style of occupying the preoccupied with some rules..x..y.z..!situation we faced at that time can be refered as an Hilarious Hesitation..atlast i thought that these ppl r thoughtfully well-taught..:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Around 7:30am in the morning we reached Ernakulam station by train.carrying all the luggage moved towards exit of the station,along with my chums.it is truly horrible to manage all the baggage.Actually it is the first time i left home and travelled long way,bit pining,i felt that how dad n mom manages duffel without giving us a single pack to hold :( huhh..yearning for home :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Weather is bit frosty..We got our brunch there,with a hot gourd of coffee at the end.There we got our bus ,to reach munnar, with our proper itinerary before. 3o ppl inside the bus...that was a kind of bus with gud audiosystem...from the moment v got in to the bus..started singing..chatting... throughout we njoyed journey with muzik..in my mundane passion i got&lt;br /&gt;adhered to window..watched all the beautiful antique houses...mean while some trees with some sacks at their branches...got to know by driver, as rubber trees.all the way travelled through the woods...gradually the chill burgeoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Pure Greenery all around.We halted&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJnhGD6JnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XaUx18R8Ve0/s1600-h/mist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292406330374104690" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJnhGD6JnI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XaUx18R8Ve0/s320/mist.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at a cascade..truly wondering..too cool water....wintry breeze..with symphony of roaring waterfalls..with fantastic frosting weather...sun trying for its best to shower its rays thru thickly covered branches..the ghat road.. virescent scenic..yup,it is awesome!the feeling cant put together in words..Those moments r enuf for the life time to xperience wat happiness is all about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the journey of 4-5hrs we reached munnar,at an altitude of 1600Mts-1800mts above the sea level enough panoramic view of gods natural setting,tea plantations with in range of vision.after getting in to the motel..freshed up..got out,bought some homemade chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     We ppl rambled in the streets,got the dinner and returned ..as my paasion is to gaze sunrise in all newplaces,got up around 5am and njoyed beautiful scenics...been to wildlife sanctuary,watched reindeers..went to echo point..in b/w we got to see an elephant..then to thekkady..visited spice gardens,periyar lake..;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Time ticks though we wanna freeze der,so had to leave but preserving all time fresh evergreen memories with me!!Unending expansion of tea plantations,pristine valleys and mountains, varied sp&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJnhA2Vt7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_MRcFzjubkI/s1600-h/hill.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292406328975013810" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SXJnhA2Vt7I/AAAAAAAAAHo/_MRcFzjubkI/s320/hill.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ecies of flora and fauna in its wild sanctuaries and forests,aroma of spice scented cool air, It's the place I love to visit another time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Nature cures all ailments...it is an absolute bliss...bt still, a short stay in the eternal world, by perceiving the true beauty and happiness and enlightening ourselves with the fact that there is more in this world...more to experience...more to love...that is by enrapturing natures beauty n conserving it.. !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;     That ends the stay in gods owncountry with lots of verdant memories in eyes we got back... :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madhuri M.&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/4467520348365709108-7850260643192211657?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/7850260643192211657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/sojourn1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7850260643192211657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/7850260643192211657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2009/01/sojourn1.html' title='Sojourn:1'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/SW3qxIov4EI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RDNDfVneX2c/s72-c/DSC00990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6884284473548069869</id><published>2008-09-07T12:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh..my goshhhhhh</title><content type='html'>Been a long time ....no time to blog!!But...Today i can say iam xtremly tensed!!college begins!!mean to say Coercive college classes going to begin?!?!&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-6884284473548069869?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/6884284473548069869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohmy-goshhhhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>Tic Tic Tic clock was round&lt;br /&gt;Tic Tic Tic Time goes on.......&lt;br /&gt;No time to blog.....&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5178749499260561231?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5178749499260561231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreaming-about-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5178749499260561231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5178749499260561231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreaming-about-future.html' title='Dreaming about future!!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-5928194686232106449</id><published>2008-04-12T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quote for everyday..starts from today!!</title><content type='html'>todays my quote&lt;br /&gt;planning about future is more important than dwelling about past!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-5928194686232106449?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/5928194686232106449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/04/quote-for-everydaystarts-from-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5928194686232106449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/5928194686232106449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/04/quote-for-everydaystarts-from-today.html' title='quote for everyday..starts from today!!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-1862788763665959504</id><published>2008-04-02T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of MARVELS!!</title><content type='html'>every day going on and on and on..this day some what spl to me..bcoz a paper got selected..but there is no sample of happiness remained..i cant specifically tell..what happend all around..&lt;br /&gt;a bit irritated..&lt;br /&gt;a bit hesitated..&lt;br /&gt;a bit learnt&lt;br /&gt;a bit lost&lt;br /&gt;a bit Made&lt;br /&gt;atlast bit by bit betrayed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;********&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madhuri M.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-1862788763665959504?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/1862788763665959504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-of-marvels.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1862788763665959504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4467520348365709108/posts/default/1862788763665959504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-of-marvels.html' title='Day of MARVELS!!'/><author><name>Madhuri M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03736326607862161435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-6550245267118595782</id><published>2008-03-30T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my days..</title><content type='html'>my days are very hectic..but atlast iam acquainted to manage..my strategy about life is not at all constant..wants to take new decisions..but every thing fall in vain..any ways, todays my quote is "whatever it may happen let it happen"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-6550245267118595782?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bYFaFaXaOE/S-Rx6G1ehtI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/wU8xen1_Vl4/S220/IMG_15441.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4467520348365709108.post-29281024751019626</id><published>2008-03-30T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T13:37:38.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dayzzzz r goin on</title><content type='html'>endless life with limitless desires going on and on and on......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4467520348365709108-29281024751019626?l=madhuri-m.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/feeds/29281024751019626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://madhuri-m.blogspot.com/2008/03/dayzzzz-r-goin-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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