tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45170382506462032352024-02-08T22:05:57.402+05:30Just Random TalesTales of people whom you come across while travelling all around the world..!.!Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-28295114045219800792012-02-03T22:12:00.002+05:302012-04-05T15:15:31.033+05:30One of those Seven Days..!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I moved a little further jolted by huge crowd just to have a look at the 'Haryana Swami' Statue. This much religious belief, huge dedication and the surge of emotion I had never experienced before. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I moved aside and waited for the crowd to scatter so I could have a look at what was so special in the status of 'Haryana Swami'. The occasion was Haryana Swami Yatra in the Harapanahalli Taluk of Davangere District, Karnataka. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That is the fun part of being a journalist. Your work takes you to the places you never even imagined you would go. So going to this Taluk for a week where people only knew only one language ‘Kannada’ was a part of my curriculum at the journo school we LEARN how to be journalists (it seems we are being polished :D). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Anyway so being from north India mostly we come across only two languages ‘Hindi and English’. Knowing a South Indian languages is we do not even dream of so even after being from India itself and being a true Indian by heart; we are treated as if we aren’t a part of it. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Coming back to the Yatra, we were surrounded by like say 5000 people in a very tiny place. Oh yeah and by we, I mean one more colleague of mine who ditched me because of the crowd without even me knowing that we were now apart. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I glanced around but could not locate him. In a strange land with thousands of strangers giving me strange looks thinking that I am some foreigner with my camera who is only visiting to see how poor they were, wasn’t a good feeling trust me. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I tried to make my way through the crowd, stamped few feet, bumped into few really irritating or let’s say naughty guys but finally reached a place I could feel safe. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3Harpanahalli, Karnataka, India14.786647 75.97979099999997714.769095 75.957442999999984 14.804199 76.002138999999971tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-18694379675605250682011-06-02T15:21:00.003+05:302012-04-05T15:21:58.593+05:30Life's own way.!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A wave and another one and yet another one. I moved towards the sea so that I could sink my feet into water for sometime. The rainbow after rain looked so beautiful which was such an ease after horrible summers. I saw her right there, sitting and staring blank at the sky. Her long hair had become shorter. It was still drizzling a bit. </span><br />
<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">"Hey; its raining out. See how beautiful its looking. Ahh; no wonder people are so fond of rains." She screamed banging on the door.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">It was her, few years back, at hostel window; sitting and looking out no where. </span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">"You look lost. What is wrong honey? Don't tell me you still thinking how to call and talk to that guy. Its fine. Just go and give it a shot," she seemed really concerned, so unlike her.</span></span></span></div><div style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">"Uhh, nothing. Not that. Just thinking about certain things. How life changes and it just doesn't go the way you plan it. Isn't it?" I looked at her.</span></span></span></div><div style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">"Yeah; that why I don't even make plans because there are no alterations in life later. Just live it the way it makes you happy and rest leave in his hands," she looked up at the sky and laughed it away. I really did not understand why I was expecting a wise reply from her.</span></span></span></div><div style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">It was her, 5 years back just so chilled and now its her again. A revived version with a failed relationship and then divorce but still wearing a tranquil look.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></span></span></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">I heard form some common friends that now she is giving here full time in some Art and Craft NGO who works for giving a platform to creativity of Street Children. I just remembered how she never failed to make me smile then no matter how the situation was.</span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> <br />
</span></span></span></span></div></div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-2781831559730724392011-02-23T22:26:00.004+05:302012-04-05T15:37:22.565+05:30Life It Is!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It felt like the air ruffled my hair, and the stress was eased,</span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Heart held the happiness within I knew but it was ceased!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Its is not always sweet and juicy; life has tough times too,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Solutions, we only have to figure out and that is true!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Its not like things never going to happen the way they should,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If we wouldn't make every possible effort then who you think would!!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Living the life and loving is our only motto which shouldn’t be drawn,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It your life; just be with the people you truly love or else just move on!!</span><br />
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</span></div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-18191145072730428372011-01-19T15:20:00.002+05:302012-04-05T15:58:35.763+05:30Only if distance Mattered.!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The feeling of getting in the college I always dreamt of was really surreal but still the thought of leaving the Mumbai was killing me deep inside. And obviously how could I just move forward leaving all those memories and moments behind and just shift to not some other state but another part of globe. Everyone seemed so happy and relieved as my parents were really worried about my future like other every parent</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">All the thoughts started creeping in mind at once, every scene seemed like just yesterday. Those walks at marine drive, those hang out joints, eating out at the streets, laughing sarcastically with no reason, fighting on nonsense things and than make that up in few minutes; everything minute thing was just so perfect.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I thought of him. I really needed to see him at this instance. It was one of the most important decisions of my life</span></span></span><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> and I really needed him by my side. I wondered what he must be thinking. I was so lost in thoughts and phone rang. I was him.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Hey,” I tried really hard to sound happy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Hi, congrats Beta. You really rocked. I am really so happy for you. You are gem,” my father almost screamed with happiness.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Well, that was weird. He seemed happy; not at all sad about me going away for one whole year.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Really??” I still wasn’t sure if he’s really happy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Yes!! Obviously doll, why would you doubt that! I am really very very happy.” He actually was happy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Thanks,” I whispered.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“But you don’t sound happy. What is going on? What is wrong?” He was concerned.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Nothing. Its just, it will be whole one year. Lots of things can change in one year. How can I leave you people and just go,” I felt so dumb as soon I finished my sentence since my father is very hale and hearty. He is serving in Indian Navy and is as strong as a rock.</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Think of the day you will return after you graduate. Think how happy we all will be. Get out of the trap baby; be happy and relax. Trust me we will be fine, just perfectly fine,” and he laughed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“If you say so,” I replied.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Perfect. So I am coming home to meet you all and I NEED TO SEE YOU SMILING, you understand?” and I felt relaxed.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The stress was eased to an extent. Still I was a little worried but that nothing in front of the happiness I gave everyone. I got up to move out, after all had lots of preparations to do.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-7729717398499545332011-01-13T17:39:00.003+05:302012-04-05T16:11:09.973+05:30The Way I Planned!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> I shut my laptop down and collapsed in the sofa. The results were out of the entrance exam finally and I did not clear it with really good marks. I felt the room getting darken in front of my eyes. I heard so many noises in my head in no time. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“I told you to get admission somewhere this year anyhow and complete your studies. After all we have your responsibility to get you get married.” It was Mom, raising with her eyebrows up with anger.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“It’s your fault entirely. You never tell her anything when she doesn’t study and keeps writing and reading, I don’t know what things,” Dad said slowly with disgust. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I looked stunned. I didn’t know what to say. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“But Dad, I am already working. Getting an MBA degree just for the sake of it is not what I planned for myself and plus you always like what I write. You only say it’s good.” I was really amazed. He always supported me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Don’t give silly excuses. This writing some bullshit is not going to take you anywhere. Have you ever thought what you going to do in your life? One can not spend life writing things.” I wished he knew these words would break my heart.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I gave up, n more arguments as my throat chocked. How just few numbers on a paper can decide my future? I had no option but to lock myself in my room, Alone.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I sat down and tears started rolling down. but then calmed myself down and thought about few coming days. My moist eyes closed themselves as the thought process started. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Wake up, how long you have sleeping. Your result was supposed to come today, right?” I saw Mom’s face just above my head.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I found myself, lying and dreaming but still on sofa.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I looked at her and smiled. That dream made me decide that I have to prove that its my work can that actually can make a difference, not the big degrees I don't even want to do.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I waited for dad to come home so I can tell him my real plans for the life which I plan to live. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-88960869415586567602011-01-05T17:08:00.000+05:302011-01-05T17:08:59.235+05:30Will She? Won't She?<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Always wondered what is in that look. Sometimes wanted to probe into it. But realized that that look is hiding something she is unwilling to share.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I wanted to reason with myself, in knowing what is it that is hidden in those eyes. But then realized the reasoning was unreasonable. I felt like walking away from it, as much as that may seem implausible. I yet wanted to push myself and learn what could that innocent spiel mean, but didn’t do it. Didn’t do it because I wanted to keep my feelings unquestionable.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">As irresistible as it may seem, every touch, every stolen look, every time I hear her laugh compels me to learn about what’s hidden behind those looks.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><b><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Now, I feel a gap for hope. A move lacking from her end, as plausible as it may seem, I want her to tell me what she feels. I don’t want to taint my love, I want her to come to me willingly and tell me what she really feels. </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-33136691963231278552011-01-04T16:27:00.002+05:302011-01-05T17:23:59.284+05:30Something ALL Around Me!! :D<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #424242; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"></span><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There I was, sitting by the very lonely and low coastal area of </span><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placename w:st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Indian</span></st1:placename><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><st1:placetype w:st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sea</span></st1:placetype></st1:place><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">. Feeling very temped to walk bare foot on the waves like they really yelled at me “C’mon, have a ride, what can really stop you from doing what you really want to do.”</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px;"><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It was the break I took which I needed for taking some time out only for me and better to say think about me. Away from all the responsibilities and drama I was going through.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I was very used to walk on the way which always ended up on laughter and happiness. Never bounded and never questioned. But it was all past.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The present is:-<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have a morning to evening job which doesn’t really pay much but I am happy having a nice Boss and really nice and chilled environment so the pay doesn’t matter as long as I don’t have a family which is all dependant on me and being a Girl it’s really sufficient for me.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Unlike my past I live my family now. Its not really a big thing to deal with but I am not used to it. But I feel bounded perhaps because it’s a lot like what’s happen to a free bird flying in sky when you put him in a cage and even worse you cut his wings. Its not something <b>implausible</b>. Any ways I am really trying very hard to deal with it as I love my parents but I love my freedom too.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I talk a lot and even used to talk a lot. Just difference is I used to talk to people who loved me the way I was and cared for in spite of hoe many arguments we had and now I talk to myself behind the doors closed. People around me don’t really have time to listen to what I say. But I am again trying very hard to keep the smile up.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I am a dreamer. I love to dream about things even tough I understand they don’t exist. I look at wall and dream, I can in dream while sleeping and even keeping my eyes closed. I can dream walking and even sitting idle. I can dream about something which really means a lot and even about bullshit. Truth is I love to dream.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">An optimistic who really believes everything happens for a reason. Like if someone hurts you just chill that he is made for not to be cared and if someone gives you happiness again chill and don’t expect that next time the same would happen. Make your way out and move on.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I am a passive reader and struggling writer. Every post I write I find is a master piece but after writing the second one I think this can possibly beat all the records. Lol. I love to paint tough even I can’t understand what I have captured on canvas but who cares anyway. What is the harm in leaving those papers tainted? At least I love it.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I love everyone. Better I not talk about relationships here as it may get disclosed to my parents and may be very second day I will be shot dead. Any ways. I feel, Love is not about loving a person. It about loving that feeling when you can feel that you are an essential part of some one’s existence and they willingly accept you the way you are.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I love my friends. Every one of them. Each of them. They are the real best things ever happened to me. I trust them more my own. I love them for being there for me and keeping on their hold of me whenever I feel am losing the grip or falling down. They are my strengths and charms of my life.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I believe in my self as my instincts are hardly ever wrong. I even can be a spy in a way as i am really very good at finding out what actually lies behind those words spoken and yes, am also really good at finding out what has been lied to me.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
</ul><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Okay. Like everyone I love myself, now that is a different thing that I give more priority to people I love. I care for them more than myself and think about their happiness more than mine. But I ma really mean as I expect the same from them also and obviously end up hurting myself as few people are not worth caring for.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><ul style="line-height: 1.4; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0in; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 2.5em; padding-right: 2.5em; padding-top: 0px;" type="disc"><li class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom-style: none; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-color: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: initial; border-width: initial; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-indent: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My life is an open book but as a person I am not. Very unpredictable and that’s where people mistake understanding me. Sometimes they understand that what is going on in my heart as am quite expressive so the think that they know me all but what goes behind my walls of brain, in my mind is never out or known.<o:p></o:p></span></li>
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</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">P.S. I really have so much more to write but I bet no one wants to listen or read about me. But you would read once my book would be a best seller.<o:p></o:p></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Any ways come on; join me in discover what is still undiscovered about me as I don’t say my mind out but I write!!</span></div></div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-29137340575755419052010-12-22T15:19:00.005+05:302011-05-26T16:38:07.092+05:303WW:- Educate, Object, Silence<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #482c1b; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #482c1b; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"></span></span></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Rubbish, what you think you only have the knowledge of entire world?” He shouted.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I looked at him in amusement and wondered how can a person be so dumb to understand this tiny and so common thing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fff2cc; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Tough I had objection still rather than arguing with an Idiot, I mentained silence to make proper use of my education after all that is what gentle men normally do.</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Why did you lean it from me? Does that mean you don’t believe me enough to tell me about your work any more now?” She stared at him while he was all quite dabbling his lower lip with his tongue.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">She looked at me. I was standing by their side, looking at both of them, wondering how the faith and believe flew of two childhood best friends like this. What about their love and trust which everyone used to give examples of?<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Please yaar, calm down, don’t make it a really big issue now.” I thought I should say something. I never saw her this look in last 8 years or since the time I knew her.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“You would not understand this. You were never married.” She said adiing “and I think that is really wise decision.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They looked at each other, She angrily and he calmly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“I din’t hide it from you. I just thought will tell you when the right time would come.” He finally spoke softly.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Don’t you dare to utter a sigle word of lie from your mouth. God! I am so damn sick of you now.” She shoultd and closed the door on our faces leaving us two behind looking at each other.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“I think I should leave now” I said and he nodded to agree.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #482c1b;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I left their house wondering that how love and trust fades slowly when you see the reality of life in a manner which you never imagined of. That why they call it "Bitter truth of life"<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-38651188578603302362010-12-08T18:16:00.001+05:302011-05-26T16:39:30.572+05:303WW:-Judge, Nightfall, Safety<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Looking out of the door, the fear crept inside slowly,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b> Judg</b>ing the condition in the best manner he could, </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">without having any second thoughts in mind,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> He looked around carefully but before the <b>nightfal</b>l approached,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">He ran for <b>safety</b> and reached in no time.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> What it would be for a kid? The arms of his mother.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;">Tale at An NGO who works to support lonely and still Dependant Women... </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Revived her life was, with pleasure filled around,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We could sense the happiness even from her sound.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Demised her all that pain was in one instant,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Finally She smiled, din't seem even a bit distant,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Our all efforts worked out and turned into reality,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It was nothing else but fate, not any our ability,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">She faced a lot and gone through even more,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No one cared for her she thinks ever before,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">First time some one looked deep in her empty eyes,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">No one she says ever cared for her long silent cries,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">We smiled at her, left her behind waving our hands,</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There are still places to go ahead and take more stands..</span></span></span></div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-84310426738185179302010-11-24T16:45:00.001+05:302011-05-26T16:40:24.757+05:303WW:- Advance, Pander, Shuffle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;"><br />
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<span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">I stepped back and looked into few lives so deep,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Things will be fine soon I believe, then why to weep?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">It isn’t always hard to speak out what you feel,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Then why don’t try and not get wounds which can’t heal.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">We can’t know things in <b><u>advance</u></b>, that we all know is true,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Then can’t we take life as it comes instead of feeling blue?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">We were born to keep the hearts safe with us and live on fullest,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Then why to <b><u>shuffle</u></b> them instead of spreading love at the earliest?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Juggled hearts and these emotions unfulfilled cause only pain,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Then why can’t we have only what God’s given and let it remain?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Everything will pass; we will have what we supposed to have,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Garamond; font-size: 12pt;">Then why to <b><u>pander</u></b> anything really useless even if anyone crave?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-12086148327708611222010-11-17T22:16:00.000+05:302010-11-17T22:16:03.176+05:303WW:-Clutch, Delight, Happy!!!<div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Clutching the umbrella tight between her </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">figures</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> she was running at the full speed she could run. It was late evening and she had to reach to her village before it turns dark. </span></span></span></div><div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It was raining heavenly out. She felt ease from the struggle with each drop of rain went through her face. She felt like flying with every blow of air. </span></span></span></div><div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span></div><div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"This is it" she thought "Now we will get the fruitful results of all our struggle. How delighted every one would be after hearing this??" and she increased her speed.</span></div><div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The way seemed so long which she used to find really short playing around with her cattle. Her all childhood friends used to come there with their cattle. She went in flash back when she really used to feel bad when her all brothers went to school, and being a girl, she couldn't. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Her society was still very orthodox while rest of the world was celebrating 21st century. What is really going to change for them in this, no one thought. Lots of people came and went, visited their place many times, surveyed a lot but still instead of death of all hopes, nothing else happened.All laws were killed there, as someone was supposed to speak out and no one did. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Its was a result of real hard struggle of 5 years. Complete 5 years of devotion and sacrifice. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">She was only 4 when Radhika Di 1st came to their village in a survey. She came and never went back. She had a zeal for doing something which really makes a difference and she decided to stay back for them. To do something for them all. She also always wished to be like Radhika Di once she grows up.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;">The rain had almost stopped. A bit of drizzling was there and a new hope. She almost reached at her village. She could see the lamps twinkling from the last turn. She was breathless by the time she reached at the center where everyone was gathered. They looked at her, with hopes in eyes.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"what happened??" Her father reached her. His voice was trembling with excitement. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">She looked at him but couldn't speak. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Someone get some water for her." Someone shouted.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">She nodded which meant " Yes."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">She drank it slowly, sat down on the earth, looked around at those curious faces and broke into tears. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"We won!! We won Bapu, We won!! Radhika Di is coming with the legal orders. We won" She screamed with <b>happiness.</b> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It was like winning a battle against system. Finally they will be able to study. they were getting a girls school even with those facilities which boys school doesn't have.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">They got the school where Girls will be able to study, without any fee.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Their very <b>Own girls School!!! </b></span></span></div><div style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Garamond;"><br />
</span></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-75603710038392240972010-11-10T17:18:00.000+05:302010-11-10T17:20:07.000+05:303WW:- Gesture, Immediate,Treasure<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"></span><br />
<h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I have a feeling that very soon I'll be far, am gonna fly,<br />
No matter how many walls you build around and high!!!</span></span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span> </span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">No doubt I felt special with your every single </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">gesture</span></span></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">,</span></span></span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">You really gave me countless memories to </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">tr</span></span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">easure</span></span></b></b></b></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">!!!</span></span></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></span></span></h3><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></b></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I was only always near and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #38761d;">immediate</span> next to you,</b></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>No matter how tough times you had and went through!!!</b></span></span></div><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span> </span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">But now seems like its really getting tough for me to take,</span></span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I really wonder in lives why don't we have any retake!!!<br />
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</span></span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I feel a lump in my throat, a blockage in my thoughts,<br />
Then would it be really very hard to open up all those knots!!!</span> </span></span></h3><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>It better to move out rather than loosing my own self,</b></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I need to be only me now and really don't need any help!!!</b></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>You be always happy even if I am not there around,</b></span></span></div><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Just think of me, and I promise you would hear my sound!!!</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"></span></b></span></span><br />
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<span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">For 3WW:-</span></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></span></b></span></div></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b> </b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></span></b></span></div></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></b> </b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></span></b></span></div></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><a href="http://www.threewordwednesday.com/"><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b><b>http://www.threewordwednesday.com/</b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></b></a></span></b></span></div></div></div></span></span></span></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-51821861536571419282010-11-03T22:01:00.000+05:302010-11-03T22:15:19.799+05:303WW:-Abrupt, Kernel, Wield<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>The reaction was <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #274e13;">abrupt</span></span> which I never thought of,</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>Those words were bit <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #274e13;">wield</span></span> but really very aloof,</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>I tried hard to look happy but I knew it was nominal,</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b>How would the life revolve on track if it losts its <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #274e13;">Kernel</span></span>?</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"><b><br />
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</b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b></b></span></span><br />
<div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>For 3WW:-</b></span></span></b></span></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></b></span></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></b></span></div></div><div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.threewordwednesday.com/"><b>http://www.threewordwednesday.com/</b></a></span></span></b></span></div></div></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-21071146849229706462010-10-27T21:35:00.000+05:302010-10-27T21:39:44.342+05:303WW:-Fragile, Rampant, Tremor<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I ran towards the Taxi stand as soon as I heard that </b></span></span></span><b style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Prachi Di</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b> tried to commit suicide. How, When, Why!!! All the thoughts kept creeping in my mind. I really felt a strong <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">Tremor</span> in floor but I had to put myself all together and had to step out. "How did she even not think about Peehu before doing something like it? Who else poor Peehu has except her Mom?? Why did she??" I kept thinking while stepping out of my place. </b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>And hell!! I could not get a cab.. I cursed the transport system and the traffic of Mumbai and on the top of everything the President was visiting our area so there was huge system as most of the roads were blocked by the police due to security reasons. Any ways tough it took me almost one hour instead of 20 minutes, some how I managed to reach the hospital. </b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>And I saw her!! There!! Lying on the bed!! That face I have been looking at for last 6 years!! Calm but dull!! </b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I almost broke into tears. Her doctor told me not to wake her up as she just slept. </b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>"Where is Peehu" I suddenly realized but whom to ask. I thought of asking the doctor if she has any idea and she really knew. Even had enough information to put in my thoughts again. </b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>"Oh, yeah! Her Dad came and took her with him at his place. I think He knew that you would be coming here so told me to inform you. I am so sorry, it slipped from my mind" She informed me.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>"He din't stay here and wait till Prachi di wakes up?? " I was really hurt. How can a person be so stone hearted.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>"No, he had some really important work, he said" doctor said and left.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>I looked at Prachi Di. She was only 26. A divorced after being in a love marriage against entire society for which worked only for 2 years. Mom of a 5 years old Girl Peehu. </b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>God!! What all she has seen in these 7 years. Accidental death of Parents. A really bad marriage. Cheated by husband. Leaving home for betterment of her baby's life. Single Mom and now independent woman.</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b>For 3WW:-</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><b><br />
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</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>Lalita Singhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01685293033234058952noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4517038250646203235.post-77954157857585080822010-10-23T21:35:00.000+05:302010-10-24T00:14:41.347+05:30True or False!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"Guess What!!!" I almost got shocked when Nikhil almost shouted as soon as he entered in office. I was really amazed.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"Dude!!! Whatz wrong with you?? You almost scared me to stop my breathes.., Ok, now, what is the big news you so excited about??" I was really wondering, what has happened to this guy whom I never really seen in any excitement instead of "Women" since I joined this new place I now work in. and Yes!! Nikhil is that guy, who sits in the cubicle next to mine plus he is 10 years older than me.. Soo... Pheww!!!</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"Guess, I asked who out!!!" and this was it. He again started. His boring and even desperate tales about girls even after being married for 6 years. </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Yes!! He was married with a cute Girl child and really very loving wife but still can not ever control his hormones when ever he meets any new girl out !!! I really pity his wife silently. </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"No point guessing, I hardly paid any attention to any of your those silly stupid tales lately so I really have no idea whom you were eying on so go on, i'll try to bear it once again" and even tough I felt I was really rude, I couldn't help it. </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Obviously, I was a not one of his those "Ohh, Wow!! Awesome Dude, Congrats!!" male pals. I felt really bad for his wife and wished I could help but he never even care to listen to any of my morality lessons so NO USE!!!</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>And here he started "Ok, So listen, what happened this weekend!! I went to this very ethnic Spa this Saturday and that chic was amazing so obviously I really dint care how lighter this made my pocket. We were discussing things and I asked her about few products n all " and he went on and on and on but the conclusion was He met her again on the very next day and asked for a coffee and the point is She actually accepted. </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>According to him he was being nice because that "Poor lady was going through a very Bad marriage so being nice would have helped her"!!! </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"Dude, would you mind if your wife helps a man in the even delicate manner who is going through a really Bad S** Life" I wanted to shout but obviously I dint say It. Yeah!! Being only 21 years old is really too young for this conversation!!!</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Any ways this very formal "Only Coffee Date" ended with a "Good Night Kiss" after a "Really Classic Chinese Dinner" plus they might go out somewhere really "Private" when they would meet next time. </b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I dint understand what should I say to him. I thought I better keep quite so I did. I just smiled weakly and said "Good for You!!!"</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>It wasn't the first time but some how It left me wondering where our relationships are going now a days. Why do we hurt people we love even knowingly. How would his wife tolerate the pain of being cheated if she comes to know. But obviously, like most of the women she must be thinking her husband is really very working hard late night to give them a better life.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Betrayal of trust and loyalty but yeah, obviously she wouldn't know. How would anyone!! What if my love does the same!! How would I bear!!</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I really felt lucky for the first time for having someone who loves me for who I am, what I am, how I am!!!</b></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>He loves me even after all the scenes I create sometimes because of my emotional ups and downs.</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>I loved him for the smiles, happiness and joy he has filled in my life. Tough he hurts me sometimes because of stupid things he does and his Ego but he still has rights to hold my whole life in his hands!!!</b></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>It feels really great when You have someone to live for!!! I DO!!! :) </b></span><br />
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