<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:15:04.241+05:30</updated><category term='TV murder'/><category term='Reality'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='Freedom'/><category term='new look'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Relationship Pictures'/><category term='APPRECIATION'/><category term='Random things'/><category term='Fairy tale'/><category term='heaven'/><category term='change'/><category term='competition'/><category term='Kullu Manali'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Happy days'/><category term='ENJOYMENT'/><category term='Answers'/><category term='Chamatkaar'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='trends'/><category term='AWARDS'/><category term='Moon'/><category term='ME'/><category term='Capital'/><category term='Resources'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='epalnations'/><category term='Society'/><category term='Mother'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Man'/><category term='I need an explanation'/><category term='Summer Vacation'/><category term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><category term='India'/><category term='Health'/><category term='kids'/><category term='School'/><category term='Wisdom'/><category term='Marriage Aniversary'/><category term='Theme party'/><category term='Sketches'/><category term='system'/><category term='EducationE'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Child'/><category term='Bachpan'/><category term='just like dat'/><category term='Paranormal World'/><category term='DPS Entrance'/><category term='views'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Ganapti Bappa'/><category term='Self Scrutiny'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Science'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='trip'/><category term='Functions'/><category term='Life'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='Neil'/><category term='Holi'/><category term='SONGS'/><category term='Family Outing'/><category term='CELEBRATIONS'/><category term='God help us. wishes'/><category term='bed design'/><category term='Festivals'/><category term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='guess'/><category term='Partner'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='examples'/><category term='Equality'/><title type='text'>Be happy</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog consists of my thoughts on various maters. Good, Bad whatever just wish to be happy and live happy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2577632931204262319</id><published>2011-01-29T20:54:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-29T21:53:06.134+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DPS Entrance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><title type='text'>Now I have Realised...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some how I am losing my touch and my writing at this space. Every I open my account..check few of my favourite bloggers posts...and still dont feel like writing....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But just like a monthly report ..I would acquaint you all with few happenings in the past days....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neil is 3.5 yrs now..and we want him to go in DPS now..and getting admission in DPS is not an easy task.....their is hell lot of competition...(not only skill based but also money based) . Bhilai doesn't have top listed school...so DPS is the only option left ...Their is a test conducted on these little kids..for nursery admission...which includes Observance , interview, coloring, aptitude and attitude etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would tell you all, that there was and still is a lot of pressure, that whether Neil will make it or not. I consulted one lady who took coaching for this purpose...sent Neil there..for the soul purpose that he should learn something there.....and yes he has gained lot of knowledge there...no doubt.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But sending him was a hard task ...... although he never denied going to class but I always felt pity on him....his schedule was so tight and looking that I had become very impulsive (my friends and family experienced that) Today was the last day of his DPS entrance Class. I am surely feeling happy that he has come out of that tight schedule(his class was for 1.5 hrs in the evening)...and is now getting time to play....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy that today after 2 months I played cricket with him outside(as for 2 months I used to play indoor games with him)....I am happy , he rode cycle in the street , I am happy that he was not bound in the time frame...I know this would not last for long...but I want him to enjoy this moment.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From today I have changed his time table.....letting him do whatever he wants...yes not insensible of course.....I am still not confirm whether he will get admission in DPS but I have made mind to relax....and not to strain him too.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we have so many expectations from those who dont even understand what are they expected for and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to write about the schools a lot...how they grill students and all...but not now ..... as I am not in that state of complaining although I want to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little Children are literally screwed...and we parents want to screw them too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chalo anyways one more thing I need to tell you guys....after a long time Neil was at home in the evening and to make us realize his presence today .... he broke our bedroom's T.V. ..But i dont blame on him...he stood quietly near it...and regretted what he did..and said he will never watch T.V. again.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as soon as he went in another room where T.V. was already on ...asked us switch to Cartoon channel....now what to say....?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TUQ-LdSoIWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oiEghYMdm6I/s1600/Image0541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TUQ-LdSoIWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oiEghYMdm6I/s320/Image0541.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567643405899014498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MY GOONDA BACCHAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2577632931204262319?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2577632931204262319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2011/01/now-i-have-realised.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2577632931204262319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2577632931204262319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2011/01/now-i-have-realised.html' title='Now I have Realised...........'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TUQ-LdSoIWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/oiEghYMdm6I/s72-c/Image0541.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-782128156476992656</id><published>2011-01-02T13:21:00.028+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:16:59.248+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='competition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Functions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOYMENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Happpy Newww Yeaarrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBXQDhL4ZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/g2YH7uf-mf8/s1600/DSC05765.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;May all your dreams, wishes etc etc...come true this year....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My last post was long time back, and now I have again taken my resources out for writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, last month was little hectic for three main reasons. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Various Competitions held at school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Preparing Neil for those competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A trip to Kanha National Park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December is the month of different competitions like Fancy dress- Theme and Open, then Fashion show. Preparing Neil was the toughest, as he was always hesitant in carrying the get-ups and then coming on the stage. I had to constantly coax him with different things to do well on stage. By the end of the competitions he slightly got charged up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was good that every time he got some position. Few of his pics are::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBSwyaH9oI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yuFIaN0XbcE/s1600/Image0651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBSwyaH9oI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yuFIaN0XbcE/s320/Image0651.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557532938293737090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBSAZVM0eI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XluLOyXOVuc/s1600/DSC_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBSAZVM0eI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XluLOyXOVuc/s320/DSC_2092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557532106928476642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBRXcfC_YI/AAAAAAAAAXY/DF1hanVlH9g/s1600/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBRXcfC_YI/AAAAAAAAAXY/DF1hanVlH9g/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557531403400445314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Few pics of Kanha -------&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSA0qrGWnLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/q7SwrT3jvnA/s1600/DSC05786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSA0qrGWnLI/AAAAAAAAAWo/q7SwrT3jvnA/s320/DSC05786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557499847903714482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBXQDhL4ZI/AAAAAAAAAXw/g2YH7uf-mf8/s320/DSC05765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557537873509212562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBOv_W6MfI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/rXCCRYXz8pk/s1600/DSC03328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBNuI4e_iI/AAAAAAAAAXA/PMhkR03xOH4/s320/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557527395228909090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBM0Vgr6eI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KS_odvgaC54/s1600/DSC01251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBM0Vgr6eI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KS_odvgaC54/s320/DSC01251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557526402186340834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBGprgOt4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ZiwK0eUBvEM/s1600/DSC05791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSAzYYE-YDI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/PJ7PRgfviow/s320/DSC05754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557498434048385074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSAy_jwSwJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1dTcliYz-UM/s1600/DSC05750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSAy_jwSwJI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1dTcliYz-UM/s320/DSC05750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557498007686135954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSAyrHjN6wI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JHaRrsOAkCA/s1600/DSC05741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSAyrHjN6wI/AAAAAAAAAWA/JHaRrsOAkCA/s320/DSC05741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557497656517716738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last to last year too we went to Kanha Trip and this time also grabbed the chance to visit it. Just one thing missing was, spotting tiger. But really enjoyed being in Jungle for two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoyed them as much as I enjoyed my last month of 2010. Again I wish a wonderful 2011 to you all....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-782128156476992656?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/782128156476992656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2011/01/happpy-newww-yeaarrr.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/782128156476992656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/782128156476992656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2011/01/happpy-newww-yeaarrr.html' title='Happpy Newww Yeaarrr'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TSBSwyaH9oI/AAAAAAAAAXo/yuFIaN0XbcE/s72-c/Image0651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7432186921297119261</id><published>2010-12-03T21:01:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:19:23.937+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><title type='text'>Answer to the Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Given a toy to a kid, new experiments will be done on it….&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;like that I had that night in my hand, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a camera and a wish to experiment something with it…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; My Journey started with- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Camera  – to take pictures…of course I cannot cook using it…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Clicked Object – anything which is beautiful or else something my cam could make striking and good looking.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;Search for object – for sure there was nothing interesting inside home…so stepped out…(every nature lover would do that) . Sad part my experiment started at night…moreover no hi-tech cam…just the will to research … and there I found an object…that body was good ….. but clicking that would not have been interesting…infact trying something else would have been fun and amusing…tried capturing it in different modes but nothing paid me….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But try try try until you cry - one mode helped me out of several modes….but again not up to my expectations. Had to put in more thoughts…and I decided to move my camera in a circular motion…..and there was this image which I think was different and could make many brains scratch their head….(I think it made you all do that)….. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am glad to get so many varied answers .. and glad that three of them have answered it correctly…..and they deserve an applause…Good Boys…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Names are – Harshad, Abhay and Nipun(the late comer)……..nice guess men…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In this course of getting answers, I got to know that people are very much aware of photography…(may be they are professionals or they are interested in such field)…and also got acquainted with the term of light painting. Thanks to Kshitij for that….it must be interesting doing the same….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many bloggers found it to be a led bulb, but it’s not that too .. its not a neon light, not a cracker, nt an ulta ‘e’and not even a fluorescent toy…….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a thing which doesn’t have light of it's own but gets light from the another…..if&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;you enlarge the pic you would also see one more pic to its left…a thin curved line … I have not used any special camera, no telephoto lens(I haven’t seen that too) and no flash is used here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The object is a Moon and another one is star.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only thing I did was, focusing the moving camera on the object keeping the night mode on (isn’t it sounding too easy) try this yourself. The thin line is of a star which was next to the moon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Few more pictures of it I am uploading here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoL8WbnyuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xeSzxBRYdO4/s320/DSC05372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546759022501677794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPkUdcDK8uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/DWrNAuuBLXM/s320/DSC05371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546486912061731554" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Below is the picture of moon with its original shape...and to the left is small star...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPkUJyvjmSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MFw1tLogDyA/s1600/DSC05331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPkUJyvjmSI/AAAAAAAAAU0/MFw1tLogDyA/s320/DSC05331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546486574556092706" style="text-align: justify; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;PS – I got very high level answers from those who are into the field of photography. Guys this post was just posted for fun and a wish to share the pic of an uncommon shape of a moon with you all. It was not a test or so……&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; "&gt;PPS – thanks to everyone for guessing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7432186921297119261?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7432186921297119261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/12/answer-to-picture.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7432186921297119261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7432186921297119261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/12/answer-to-picture.html' title='Answer to the Picture'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoL8WbnyuI/AAAAAAAAAVM/xeSzxBRYdO4/s72-c/DSC05372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1421420887273134929</id><published>2010-11-08T19:30:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:40:09.886+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guess'/><title type='text'>GUESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hey everyone.....clicked this picture... check it out and GUESS what is it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TNgDfSMZIgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/nH-9mKbcL9k/s1600/DSC05370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TNgDfSMZIgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/nH-9mKbcL9k/s320/DSC05370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537179577846669826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1421420887273134929?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1421420887273134929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess.html#comment-form' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1421420887273134929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1421420887273134929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess.html' title='GUESS'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TNgDfSMZIgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/nH-9mKbcL9k/s72-c/DSC05370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1420682224740358575</id><published>2010-10-13T16:35:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-13T18:23:31.017+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need an explanation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EducationE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chamatkaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>Chamatkaar/Shraddha Vs Science......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Chamatkaar” - News 1 – “Jwala Devi prakat hui Anoopshahar mein”…. My MIL called me to watch this news when she heard it on Television. She was too excited to show me this “Chamatkaar”. The news informed that, fire is blazing from 9 different parts, near the river Ganga in Anoopshahar. One could even notice the bubbles coming within the river. The coincidence is that this incident has been taking place since the day Navratri started and only 9 `places have got fire. The reason of this occurrence is unknown to all. People believe that this is the chamatkar of Jwala Devi. The saints are going extreme with this kind of natural chemical phenomenon, naming it as a Devi’s magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527511006482357874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TLWp-XFxXnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/l_VHizCPZuA/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. How many of you believe that this is the Chamatkaar?&lt;br /&gt;Q2. How many have the curiosity to know the reason? (Like I have)&lt;br /&gt;Q3. Can you provide the logic for this?&lt;br /&gt;Q4. How will you rate the education of our society?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chamatkaar” - News 2 – Case of Itarsi – People are sticking coins in this temple. It is believed that if anyone’s coin gets stuck on the walls, then ones wishes would be accepted. And if it doesn’t then your wishes will be deprived. The specialists say that it is due to the stickiness of the wall that the coins are getting pasted. But the people have closed eyes, blindly go on sticking the rupee One coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. Is/n’t this called “andhi Shraddha”?&lt;br /&gt;Q2. Such incidents make them follow the ritual. Why one is not interested to know the right scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astha Ya Pagalpan - News 2 – (i) A girl of fifteen years old. Her palm is acting like a Diya. Since five days she has been holding the burning wick in her hands and constantly stimulating it with Ghee. She says this is the Diya of Devi Maa, And she will never let it blow off for the whole 9 days. Last year too she did the same for 9 days. People say she is blessed by the Mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ii) One man has grown jowar on his whole body. I saw this man sleeping in a Temple. And all over his body the grown up jowar plants could be seen. This man neither eats nor drinks for the whole 9 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. Are/n’t they crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Q2. Do you believe in such Bhakti?&lt;br /&gt;Q3. In first case, If she thinks it was Devi’s Diya, then why was she providing Ghee to it?…(devi ka diya waise bhi jalta hi)&lt;br /&gt;Q4. What is the purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – I am not offending any ones religious sentiments…..just beg them to find out answers rather than just blindly following the convention.&lt;br /&gt;And hey would also like to know …what you guys would like to add on ..and how you react to all these…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Navrtra….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1420682224740358575?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1420682224740358575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/10/chamatkaarshraddha-vs-science.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1420682224740358575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1420682224740358575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/10/chamatkaarshraddha-vs-science.html' title='Chamatkaar/Shraddha Vs Science......'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TLWp-XFxXnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/l_VHizCPZuA/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2680228752746505800</id><published>2010-10-08T22:47:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-08T22:51:24.716+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed design'/><title type='text'>Heaven !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TK9SQDqmn7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/mvYN9xHVxKM/s1600/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525725703622270898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TK9SQDqmn7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/mvYN9xHVxKM/s320/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Isnt it Marvelous...? Nothing less than Heaven.....i got this pic while searching for the wall textures...and found an amzing peice....instantly showed it to hubby.....and hey look at the background.....i just loved it...:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2680228752746505800?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2680228752746505800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/10/heaven.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2680228752746505800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2680228752746505800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/10/heaven.html' title='Heaven !!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TK9SQDqmn7I/AAAAAAAAAT0/mvYN9xHVxKM/s72-c/35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-5915593036505175617</id><published>2010-09-12T10:15:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-12T10:52:43.472+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need an explanation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like dat'/><title type='text'>Question?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Questions do come in my mind usually.............this time again...I pass on this question to you all...a very simple question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday it popped up in my mind and I got confused...coz till now what I had learnt and yesterday what I experienced was quite different ----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word "Sanskaar" came to my mind.....I ask you all -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. What is meant by the above word?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TIxjHIc8dzI/AAAAAAAAATk/D-HueCEvqs0/s1600/Question_Mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515892617801135922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TIxjHIc8dzI/AAAAAAAAATk/D-HueCEvqs0/s320/Question_Mark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. How many features does it comprises?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Which is the most significant point in it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Any missing point - does it mean Non - Sanskari? or else who can be called that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to state any of the live examples...kindly do that..it would be helpful for me to understand it more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope to get nice answers on it .....so start scratching your head and provide some understandable answers :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-5915593036505175617?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/5915593036505175617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/09/question.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5915593036505175617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5915593036505175617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/09/question.html' title='Question?'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TIxjHIc8dzI/AAAAAAAAATk/D-HueCEvqs0/s72-c/Question_Mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-6394324146452738391</id><published>2010-09-11T19:25:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-11T19:32:18.910+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ganapti Bappa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>Happy Ganesh Chaturthi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TIuKhJY-RkI/AAAAAAAAATc/kyzZjWLb-og/s1600/ganesh+chaturthi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515654470706284098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TIuKhJY-RkI/AAAAAAAAATc/kyzZjWLb-og/s320/ganesh+chaturthi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Ganpati Bappa Morya................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish all my freinds, all my blog mates A Happy and Blissful Ganesh Chaturthi......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May Lord Ganesha bring joy in your life....:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-6394324146452738391?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/6394324146452738391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-ganesh-chaturthi.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6394324146452738391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6394324146452738391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-ganesh-chaturthi.html' title='Happy Ganesh Chaturthi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TIuKhJY-RkI/AAAAAAAAATc/kyzZjWLb-og/s72-c/ganesh+chaturthi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1189102743144217990</id><published>2010-08-17T14:48:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:28:01.619+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATIONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>Name Me!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I can’t write, I can’t think, I am not getting any topic to write on, but still today I want to write…I want to just flush the thoughts or the events happened in these days with me and my family on to this white e-page……………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier we used to have diaries which were secretly kept inside our drawers, locked and keys buried at a top secret place too. I too was once bitten by this secret diary obsession…but I got so pissed off that one day I gave it to my cousins to read…My secrets were no more secrets that time….they read it with full pleasure…..it contained my daily routine, my fights, on my school friends etc…..i don’t think there was anything interesting…….but I m sure that it was much closer to me ……as it contained each and every conversation between me and others……my thoughts …my cries…. my happiness and my justification on issues which I couldn’t give at that point of time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog too assembles my thoughts and so on…..but I rarely put my daily activities here……I mean guys I don’t want to bore you……..what a common woman does? Who is interested in that right? Hai na…………….but wait……haannnn…today this post I am writing for self……Myself………I want to recollect all the actions occured this month….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 6th Aug, I became three years old mother…..Neil gave me immense happiness by coming in this tough world…where I thought – yeah I have got one more partner for whom I have to live and play…….&lt;br /&gt;August not only one Leo was born but also my in-laws…my uncle in-law, and my brother in-law and sis in-law were also born…. So on 6th Aug…the whole big family went to the hotel to celebrate this Leon’s Birthday party….had fun…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506315436884812674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TGpct1TE44I/AAAAAAAAAS8/e_AQkJGGGfY/s320/DSC05176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th Aug was Bouquet Competition day in our school…..and on this day every student is required to bring a hand made bunch/bouquet. And yes Neil got the first prize…….nice…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506432735924003586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TGrHZiRVIwI/AAAAAAAAATE/7gC3t-eoItU/s320/Image0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Independence Day------------was celebrated in school with National Anthem, Flag Hoisting and patriotic songs….students were given chocolates, sweets and National Flag…Our Principal gave a speech on this proud day….. (I dont have the pic right now..but soon I will upload it here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th Aug and till now have been the days of illness and medicines…..yesterday Neil was diagnosed with symptoms of Malaria….and the doctor says nothing to worry as its not acute….&lt;br /&gt;I am also down with little temperature, cough and cold…..My husband is also feeling sick……I hope this virus is eradicated permanently….&lt;br /&gt;(God, can we not have a shield, or microscopic eyes…to see this enemy moving towards us…we would instantly guard ourselves ,…….next coming generation would be like this…..I hope so….not only techno.,…but biolo too,,, Do I make sense? Don’t know :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506436952213343522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TGrLO9LCzSI/AAAAAAAAATM/P8yD1km6SN8/s320/Image0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Above are the Neil;s Footprints......which i loved clicking...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm…now that I have finished telling my journal ....I wish to ask few questions now…..(hihihihi)&lt;br /&gt;Q1. When was Neil’s birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid question no……leave it..this is my end……of writing for this post….don’t understand what title to give,,,,now again I stop here..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways you all take care….and Be Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1189102743144217990?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1189102743144217990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/08/name-me.html#comment-form' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1189102743144217990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1189102743144217990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/08/name-me.html' title='Name Me!!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TGpct1TE44I/AAAAAAAAAS8/e_AQkJGGGfY/s72-c/DSC05176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1855281832600182113</id><published>2010-07-30T12:22:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-30T22:56:51.155+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EducationE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachpan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child'/><title type='text'>Chhote Muh..Badi baat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teaching Neil is not an easy task. It takes about 1 hr to make him sit steady and complete his Home Work with his pencil (which gradually goes into his mouth, and every time I have to take it out). And if my luck is strong, he lifts his pencil and keeps on his copy (I thank god…for the first step of my kid towards completing his work). Now suppose he has to write ‘A’. He makes one slanting line, and looks at me, with a smile (as if he has won some battle). Then I again have to push him sometimes with love, sometimes with bribe, sometimes by telling him stories, sometimes acting like joker and at the end if nothing works, I use my ‘Brahmastra’ i.e. my ANGER. And my kid mellows down before my third eye gets opened. Time files in all this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make him study voluntarily, I have to do various tricks. The best one is my Story Trick. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Episode ONE&lt;/span&gt; - The story of ‘Ek Bhikari” – A Beggar. Few months before I was purchasing mangoes from the shop. There came one lean, little boy with dirty and torn clothes. He begged money from me. Neil sitting in the car was watching the whole event. Soon as I sat inside, he asked me the question, “Aai, Who was he? What was he asking for?” I told him he was beggar. Next question that popped up was – “what is a beggar, aai?” I replied, “Beggar is a person who doesn’t study. And he finds no work to earn for his food. Hence he has to beg for money from others.” I also added, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;“jo koi padhai nahi karta wooh bhikari banta hai, isilye tumhe padhna chahiye.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(Those who don’t study become a bhikari hence you should study). He nodded his head quiet positively confirming that he will never cry while studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Episode TWO&lt;/span&gt; – Yesterday I again sat with him for his studies. But as expected he was reluctant. I again started my above story. And asked him the moral of the story. (Now read carefully) &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;“ Aai, jo koi padhta hai wooh bhikari ho jata hai”&lt;/span&gt;(one who studies becomes a beggar). I could only laugh at this statement of his. One missing word changed the whole meaning of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The realistic punch – the Moral which I got was - &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Expenditure on education, today, is so high that one turns into a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499751030826900450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TFMKbHGGm-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/OlPcS0BM3pE/s320/DSC04185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One step ahead - He wants to drive every vehicle he sees on the road, including the JCB. Roght now he has to convince himself with an auto-rickshaw)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1855281832600182113?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1855281832600182113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/07/chhote-muhbadi-baat.html#comment-form' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1855281832600182113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1855281832600182113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/07/chhote-muhbadi-baat.html' title='Chhote Muh..Badi baat'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TFMKbHGGm-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/OlPcS0BM3pE/s72-c/DSC04185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7639895360479209872</id><published>2010-07-03T18:10:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T15:58:23.085+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Scrutiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Tag!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAG time............This Tag was passed on to me by Raj &amp;amp; Tavish....Me required to list seven things about me which I think or may be in real, my fellow readers don't know about me...&lt;br /&gt;Its very hard for me to think about the list of the unknowns to all you guys….as I m not in the state of writing these days…call it any BLOCK….but still I would like to come out of this net and will try to list out seven things regarding me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am a mixed creature….neither shy nor extrovert…..first meeting- I will be less talkative…..few more, you can find me over extrovert…I have an adaptable nature…can find myself comfortable in every situation…I show my emotions to very close ones…rest can find me cold….I don’t regard any situation to be tough…I have a cool mind…but I get upset when others get depressed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I love to find beauty in nature…children….talks…deeds…In my child hood days…I used to sing songs in the garden…and those songs used to be of my own imagination….using the words like ‘titli, akash, phool, etc…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I still have that singing attitude in me….I am not a singer….but I love to sing….but while writing this one question popped in my mind…that I sing everywhere except bathroom…..believe me I am a bathroom singer…..but I have never tried my talent there….hmm will think on that…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I am a thinker….my sir used to say ..Rohini ..you have beautiful imagination…I don’t know what they meant still…..but yes I have a thinking mind…always finding a topic to think on…...if I am at the right place, I can be creative..,,,,otherwise dull…..I don’t like pressure….A free position I always aim for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I love traveling…..I am always ready to hop at any corner of the world…I get too excited even with a single thought of outing comes in anyone’s mind….My minds starts making plans ..like dress, food, shopping and many more…and yes I like staying in the company...but for atleast one hour od privacy I need....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)I love taking pictures…..If I have camera in my hand …I take any sort of pics…..even with the Mobile…and my husband (bechara) keeps on deleting the objectionable/uninteresting pics…but hey I don’t click bad ones…though not the professional one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) My hands always work….if I get anything in my hand…that thing is definitely in trouble/it has to be kept in motion.…during school days……while listening the lecture ….I used to write my name or draw pictures with pen/pencil ..…if I would catch eraser…..then I used to grind it or bend till the end..….I too have the habit of rolling the paper with my fingers all the time…though with time these things have reduced…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm…over with the seven things…..Guys let me tell you…I was very unsure, on the tag…the prob was I had done something like this before too......there I had mentioned many points…so I had to bring out more from within….which shouldn’t have had matched at all with the previous ones…For this tag I asked few of my close ones…let me tell you what they felt….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother – Always ready to help, nice at heart, good imagination, easy go getter, stubborn, no tit for tat attitude, doesn’t like interference of any sort in my activities….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father – maintaining PR, always communicate with the people, does what she want to…....although takes advices from others…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother – (now this is interesting) Over emotional, have extra sense but no common sense J , cant stand violence..but is violent (thnx Bro for showing my dark face..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband – he say…I m simple and subtle….and yes nautanki tooo….its contradictory too…but as the first point says… ..I am a mixture…Bhel puri …khatii mithi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ufff….I have listed many points…not abiding with the fact that I had to mention only seven…whatever came in mind…...just listed….the tag helped me to know more of myself…..thnx to both, Tavish and Raj…for telling others, one requires to know about it…self scrutiny….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the main part...I pass this Tag to Jack Sir, BS, Nu, Nipun, Gaurav &amp;amp; Karan&lt;br /&gt;Complete the tag when feel like....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7639895360479209872?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7639895360479209872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/07/tag.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7639895360479209872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7639895360479209872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/07/tag.html' title='Tag!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1348695651346230023</id><published>2010-06-16T17:51:00.038+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:03:37.205+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage Aniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATIONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOYMENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kullu Manali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Outing'/><title type='text'>Trip to Kullu Manali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heeelloooo 2 all….how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from a very COOL trip…and now trying to adjust in this hot weather of Chattisgarh…it’s very very very HOT….no thnx to Global Warming but thnx to the beautiful places in the world...who help us in enjoying the wonderful nature. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483349871351269858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjFp-0TieI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/d3ceJlW5PAg/s320/DSC04913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Love the Sun beam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I sat with my Laptop to write and share my wonderful trip with you all ..but couldn’t write….You can call me lazy in that…but today I have decided I will share it…So the trip goes like this…..&lt;br /&gt;We started our journey from Delhi and headed towards Manali by Volvo….I was little hesitant about Neil’s health that whether he would feel comfortable during the whole journey of 18 hrs? But he is my baby…he was so sweet all through our trip…..thank you kid…umhaa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;31st May:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We stayed in Sterling Hotel…as we are its members……the room was great…could see nice hilltop from the window.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483693555175060450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBn-PA1O8-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OYydcUaMWZI/s320/DSC04867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;View from Our hotel room's window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That day we decided to stay in the hotel and relax…one thing which was nice in Sterling, that every night there were some games held in the garden area, which was a nice entertainment for the guests. That night there was a Magic show along with the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1st June –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Woke up late at 9 am. Enjoyed the hot Aloo Parathas in the small eating joint. The first day tour included Naggar Castle, Castle of the King, now turned into hotel; Roerich Art Gallery and Museum(Roerich was the artist of Russia married to Devika Rani; our old bollywood actress). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483399268028627890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjylPx7u7I/AAAAAAAAAPA/k544bPsm_-M/s320/DSC04898.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;One made Taj Mahal for his wife and the another, her Portrait, made by Roerich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We visited many places but still missed something…think what? We were in hilly area…how could we miss a waterfall?? So the driver took us to a beautiful fall. Check the pic down here. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483348834230087986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjEtnPWMTI/AAAAAAAAAOA/EEKZdBM7OEs/s320/DSC04887.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Enjoying the fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below the mountain being covered by heave dense cloud. It was such a amazing view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483364169673930770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjSqQOE-BI/AAAAAAAAAO4/q6kkvgFQJWA/s320/DSC04961.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Shadow of Cloud over Mountain, Beautiful, Isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2nd June –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ah!!! This was the crucial day..why? As it was coz of this day, we all three were out on holidays…It was our Marriage Aniversary…. Yes….:-)&lt;br /&gt;This day we had to climb Rohtang Pass…by taxi Ofcourse…..!! we woke up at 4 am in the morning and left the hotel by 5 am. The road was not that good. It can be scary too for few…but definitely not for me….(atleast this time, as I had seen much scary roads and climate in Sikkim…driving on the hills is exciting but one has to be very careful)&lt;br /&gt;Reaching at the top was too awesome….all the tiredness of sitting inactive in the car paid off when stepped out of the car….Snow everywhere…………..WOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was great….helped us to explore more there…..Neil got excited after seeing the white colour of snow….I saw heaps of people playing in it…..enjoying themselves totally, unreservedly. We too threw balls of snow at each other….saw it in films….and did it in real…:-)…. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483400607625035314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjzzOKmvjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HeMsnHCYGe4/s320/DSC04926.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Playing with snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had visited RP when I was in 5th std in 1992…..and I remember visiting this palace, wearing a knee length frock and bare chappals. I saw a wide change in every aspect. The road became less dangerous….there were numerous shops in the way, of the coats, wollens, small eating joints……At the peak point too I could see lots of things to munch, like hot bhutta (corn which we enjoyed immensely in that freezing weather), Tea, Maggie, aloo paratha, sandwiches …..and so on….. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483352163055865682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjHvYFQj1I/AAAAAAAAAOo/gIteDLs9tA0/s320/DSC04946.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Enjoying Corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483406718715567506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj5W7wIHZI/AAAAAAAAAPg/g4d1BwdacaY/s320/DSC04943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the place was little crowded so decided to go to Zero Point….but with Neil it would have been too exhausting to climb. So started searching for the options. One option was by horse..but Neil was too scared to sit on it….second was by carriage which was pushed by two or three people….but I felt sympathy for all those…the last one was a Snow Bike…remember seeing it in Fanaa movie…it looked so Smart..but these smart things doesn’t come to you easily…it was quite an expensive affair….but we went there to experience and enjoy so why not this smarty thing…so here went…. took a motor Bike (BLACK - very stylish one) and reached the point within seconds….(the seconds ride was too thrilling)….. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483351445028936706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjHFlOTHAI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3Tzq_vmKUb0/s320/DSC04921.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;COOOOLLLL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the Zero Point, the snow was much dirt free and white….RP is a Must Visit….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483363759993621682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjSSaCrjLI/AAAAAAAAAOw/_xrXxGH-UW8/s320/DSC04957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt; Holding Cloud ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483409423838313138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj70ZHperI/AAAAAAAAAP4/aYUUP9gwNDs/s320/DSC04975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;On the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3rd June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Morning commenced with the hot cup of coffee…but with no mountain view from our window…..the heavy clouds embraced it…..we could see rain approaching our area swiftly….That was our last day in Manali…..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408599255277170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj7EZTu3nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/0PGoy3Kfot4/s320/DSC04973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Cloudy Weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But before leaving we wished to visit Manikaran and Hadimba Temple….&lt;br /&gt;Hadimba temple was beautiful….lots of school children had come on the tour…The temple with lots of sky touching trees….reminded me of Saudagar movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483410262137985314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj8lMB3WSI/AAAAAAAAAQA/ajUo7PYy3RA/s320/DSC04989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hadimba Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;…we spent our time sitting on one swing imagining that this would be the best place for the youngsters to date….singing romantic songs amidst the trees…… “akele hai toh kya gum hai…bas ek jara saath ho tera”……&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483349320708648690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjFJ7g37vI/AAAAAAAAAOI/NRW_JBAGPig/s320/DSC04897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Tall Trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483405144416308194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj37TB7y-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/UwtS0g1CTFU/s320/DSC04990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sneak Peek through Leaves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Next was a Club House but seeing the traffic we dint wish to enter inside its campus…rather we spent time sitting on the rocks beside the river Vyaas…I was very much eager to do river crossing but there was a time limit…&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483411792865806562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj9-Sb0SOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MEilPwV3YeQ/s320/DSC05015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we had very less time in our hands …so skipped the idea of seeing hot springs….koi nahi….next time sahi….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey forgot to tell you all, I also did Paragliding, while returning from RP…..it was crazy, thrilling, wonderful experience…I always wished to do it…..and this time I did it ….intially I was very afraid but at the same time confident too…but thankfully the take off and landing both were done nicely…..the wind pressure was awesome…..too chilly up in the sky… …I was having an eye of eagle…everything was seeming so small…. WOW I still feel it…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483408034463953010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBj6jhS_MHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/edhDbT-hWvQ/s320/DSC04962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thrill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kullu Manali was an astounding place to spend one’s vacation…..Running from the Hot climate visit beautiful Himachal Pradesh….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483399874857274562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjzIkZKDMI/AAAAAAAAAPI/tUpcYrd8MNc/s320/DSC04906.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS – I started writing this post on 9th June and finished it today……9th was too hot and today its pleasant…..I assume the Manali’s Post affected the climate here in real……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1348695651346230023?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1348695651346230023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/06/trip-to-kullu-manali.html#comment-form' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1348695651346230023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1348695651346230023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/06/trip-to-kullu-manali.html' title='Trip to Kullu Manali'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TBjFp-0TieI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/d3ceJlW5PAg/s72-c/DSC04913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-6415415178680408573</id><published>2010-05-29T11:07:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-29T11:15:45.689+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kullu Manali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Outing'/><title type='text'>Parting For Few Days......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;.......................Vacation time...............Temperature rising...so leaving for Kullu Manali tomorrow.....would not be able to follow / read any of the blogs......will miss your writings...:-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;....................... but rarely do we get the time of spending the time in the midst of hills and river...so anxiously waiting  this break......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;......................Will be back with the details of my journey....:-)...till then You All Enjoy Blogging...:-)...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-6415415178680408573?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/6415415178680408573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/parting-for-few-days.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6415415178680408573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6415415178680408573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/parting-for-few-days.html' title='Parting For Few Days......'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2284054581373724408</id><published>2010-05-21T18:37:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:55:03.616+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATIONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWARDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APPRECIATION'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Ek Ke Baad Ek.......</title><content type='html'>I am enjoying at my parents home, relaxing, travelling, meeting friends.....but I do regular check my fellow bloggers post...and I am highly excited to achieve three awards simultaneously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Awards are like these--------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1) I am considered in the circle of Friends - Awarded by&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; The Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473995535542224066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S_eJ7-YRhMI/AAAAAAAAANw/awC4FkXhv5k/s320/circle_of_friends_award%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass this award to BS, Karan, Jon, Varsha, Nu, Urvashi, Nipun, Shayon, Jack Sir, Rachna, Anulal, Sorcerer, and Tavish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I have a cool blog-----Awarded by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;AnuLal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S_aG8SNrpQI/AAAAAAAAANg/t_tyJjW-sKU/s1600/Kuchiki-Rukia-bleach-anime-33176-1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473710767354914050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S_aG8SNrpQI/AAAAAAAAANg/t_tyJjW-sKU/s320/Kuchiki-Rukia-bleach-anime-33176-1%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass this Award to Nipun, Varsha, Harry, Sorcerer, R.Ramesh, Blunt Edges and Readers Dais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I have a Versatile Blog ------- Awarded by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Karan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S_aGr6Pf5vI/AAAAAAAAANY/n1bBmW8RQU4/s1600/versatile-blogger%2Baward%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473710486042175218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S_aGr6Pf5vI/AAAAAAAAANY/n1bBmW8RQU4/s320/versatile-blogger%2Baward%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pass this award to Nu, Tavish, Jack Sir, Nipun, and Gaurav Agarwal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end I call out loudly ----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For such wonderful awards...thnx for appreciating the work, answering my questions, and for your constant support..thnx a lot... I would need all this through out my blog journey. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all the winners...... :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HMmmm.....Now I need to have something sweet, watermelon will be good.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2284054581373724408?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2284054581373724408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/ek-ke-baad-ek.html#comment-form' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2284054581373724408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2284054581373724408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/ek-ke-baad-ek.html' title='Ek Ke Baad Ek.......'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S_eJ7-YRhMI/AAAAAAAAANw/awC4FkXhv5k/s72-c/circle_of_friends_award%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-8114762522790605861</id><published>2010-05-08T11:19:00.020+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:43:05.160+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationship Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachpan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Child'/><title type='text'>One person remains unchanged!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today’s day reminds me of the day when I became a Mother. Natural pains started at about 4 in the morning, was taken to the hospital at 9.30 am…… all the process went in vain when Dr advised for the Cesar. Soon as I was shifted to O.T. Here in OT I felt quite safe coz I knew no more pains would be borne by me now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At 2.09 pm I delivered a baby boy. I dint care what was his gender but the first thought came was Ah! I m relaxed and free now. The next moment I saw him. “WoW!!! I have a cute little baby” I was a mother then. The bestest feeling…Alas Men are devoid of such feeling. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone outside the O.T. was so much anxious to know the result. As soon as the Dr came outside every one asked her, “How is the Baby?” “Is he a boy or a girl?” “Whom he looks like?” and similar questions like any one would ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was the only person whose first question was, “How is the mother?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was my AAI (mother)….....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS-the nurse came to me and told all this. She said she could recognize instantly who my mother was, when she heard this question…..:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FEW PICS SHARED: the bond of child and mother should remain always..........(A wish to GOD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468783054436537298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S-UFNpFdk9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/QULSHqHFoqo/s320/Image0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468848101872769810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S-VAX5qyGxI/AAAAAAAAANA/oDLO8EXfznA/s320/Z16k4o4w.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468847299992124114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S-U_pObietI/AAAAAAAAAMg/rm3GtrG9hhY/s320/Z101axyw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468850810091283602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S-VC1ikZJJI/AAAAAAAAANI/XgMuh7KrAhs/s320/Z1mgqg4x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468852465559836754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S-VEV5q2mFI/AAAAAAAAANQ/u7i7p-FE4eU/s320/DSC04817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At the end their is a famous line in Marathi......and has got a lot of meaning ----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Bala Hoyu kashi me utarayi, Tujhya mule me Jhale aai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Meaning&lt;/span&gt; - Child how would I pay back the debt to you, because of you I have become a mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-8114762522790605861?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/8114762522790605861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-person-remains-unchanged.html#comment-form' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/8114762522790605861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/8114762522790605861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-person-remains-unchanged.html' title='One person remains unchanged!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S-UFNpFdk9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/QULSHqHFoqo/s72-c/Image0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-319341549515525350</id><published>2010-05-06T22:50:00.016+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:25:45.218+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>TAG - Guilty or Innocent?????????</title><content type='html'>Nipun tagged me on this……Quite an interesting tag but uninteresting answers from my side…explanations could have made it more interesting….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Rules Go Like These -------&lt;br /&gt;RULE 1- You can only say Guilty or Innocent.&lt;br /&gt;RULE 2- You are not allowed to explain anything unless someone messages you and asks!&lt;br /&gt;RULE 3- Copy and paste this into your notes, delete my answers, type in your answers and tag to your friends to answer this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Asked someone to marry you? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone of the same sex? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced on a table in a bar? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told a lie?&lt;strong&gt; Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a picture? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in until 5 PM? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work/school? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a snake? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been suspended from school? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked at a fast food restaurant? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from a store? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed in the rain? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a roof top? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone you shouldn't? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a boxing membership? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a girlfriend cry? InnocentBeen in a band? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated Blood? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten alligator meat? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten cheesecake? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love someone you shouldn’t? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have/had a tattoo? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone, but will never tell who? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too honest? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruined a surprise? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterward? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erased someone in your friends list? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a pageant? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had communication with your ex? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got totally drunk on the night before exam? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got totally angry that you cried so hard? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm….thnx Nipun for making live the past….memories rushed in one by one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass on this tag to - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nu, BS, Gaurav Agarwal, Blunt Edeges, And Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..............:-) Enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-319341549515525350?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/319341549515525350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/nipun-tagged-me-on-thisquite.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/319341549515525350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/319341549515525350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/nipun-tagged-me-on-thisquite.html' title='TAG - Guilty or Innocent?????????'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1961629309844878420</id><published>2010-05-04T14:40:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-04T15:18:13.266+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOYMENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sketches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like dat'/><title type='text'>Mein aur Meri Pencil.........:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....................aksar yeh baatein karte hai...&gt;yeh Pencil thodi hoti nukili toh lines achi ati.. &gt; Yeh chehre ki naak thodi tedhi ho gayi, varna yeh bhi khubsurat hoti.. &gt; yeh ankhen thodi aur kali hoti toh, kisi pe bhi kala jadu karti.. &gt; yeh light thodi hoti jyada toh, dikhayi ache se deta &gt; Yeh pratice thodi hogayi kam, varna 100/100 milta.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well yeh hota toh woh hota,,, woh hota toh ye hota.... aur kya-kya na hota....leave all that Just check out the sketches......:-/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467341959998459586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9_mi59LzsI/AAAAAAAAALw/5HPp6bL9ebY/s320/roses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467342220740768802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9_myFS_tCI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9qv4elNcQ18/s320/lady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467342088104520786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9_mqXMDLFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/l3N14RBU584/s320/lady3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467342333408227970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9_m4pBAsoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/UE2LgblQ92E/s320/lady+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blank state of mind............what does it do...? It thinks about the past......rite? I often do the same....so today I shared my few finger made sketches....:-) for fun...and for a new feeling to my blog..;_) hope u liked them..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways thnx..................:-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1961629309844878420?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1961629309844878420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/mein-aur-meri-pencil.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1961629309844878420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1961629309844878420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/05/mein-aur-meri-pencil.html' title='Mein aur Meri Pencil.........:-)'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9_mi59LzsI/AAAAAAAAALw/5HPp6bL9ebY/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-5782021951838264641</id><published>2010-04-28T11:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:06:57.808+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freedom'/><title type='text'>ANSWER - IS this A Man's World?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9fXX9yZ_PI/AAAAAAAAALo/mXMLocGFTvs/s1600/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465073479560330482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9fXX9yZ_PI/AAAAAAAAALo/mXMLocGFTvs/s320/stress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few days before I asked you all a question, “Is this a Man’s world?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question comes to me many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basanti, my maid, married a man of her choice, but soon her husband left her for another woman, cheat fully acquiring her property and transferring it to the other lady. Basanti was left alone; she was neither accepted by her family nor by her in-laws. And the real man behind this all, was having fun, with the new woman and the property. Society dint wish to raise any questions against him. But definitely looked at our maid with dubious, and hateful eyes……………This is my first question……Y is a woman treated like this, when her husband leaves her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three girls living in my neighborhood. One of them got married few months before. All the sisters have pleasing personalities, having knowledge in every household activity, in stitching, knitting, etc (all those basic girly things. which are commonly asked at the time of marriage). I have invited them many times at my home, but they never turn up. They say they are afraid of their brother. He doesn’t like his sisters to step out of home. I m not blaming the brother, but I question the mentality. Whether he is afraid of the outside world? Or he just wants to make a point that he, as a man should be always asked before any move of his family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not planning a second baby right now, but if by chance it happens I wish to have a girl…don’t assume I have a boy so I am saying this…but yes by my all will, I would like to have a girl…… There are many friends of mine who are doing various therapies to have a male child…. They follow Chinese calendar, follow diet chart… follow some kinda Guruji who give them the various kind of dates on which they should plan…and what not….The only purpose is to have a boy. All my friends come from educated, well to do family but crave for a male member still remains in the society. The elder’s pressure is the most common factor. The reason being just one….. ‘Vansh ka naam’ …who will continue their name after their death?? Is it a good reason?…I doubt…but I know the result of this…..Female infanticide!!! Shameful……….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society-people-are no less than a Ravan for girls these days. If a girl comes late in the home they all worry; they say it’s not good for a girl to stay out at odd times. If we see the other side of the coin, the society must understand that rather than restricting a girl they should create such environment and such space that a girl should roam freely. A boy must be imparted education on this. If a woman is supposed to take care of home, then a man should be held responsible outside home. A girl should feel safe when she moves out. But the opposite happens, people restrict her and again the vicious circle of unsafe world exists. Isn’t it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days before I saw an Ad on TV where a girl comes for an interview in an office, and the man sitting, gets up and walks out of the office….the punch line says- ‘life ka har signal pakdo’…..What does this mean? Can’t a girl get the job on her strengths?….Y should we always believe that she is only credited on her looks…..? ? Is it not underestimating her capabilities? Or else compelling her to go beyond the ethics? Y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we make our heart believe that it’s a world of equality….the truth remains the same……. And truth is bitter…………….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - Guys – But it will not be the same forever………………..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-5782021951838264641?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/5782021951838264641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/answer-is-this-mans-world.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5782021951838264641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5782021951838264641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/answer-is-this-mans-world.html' title='ANSWER - IS this A Man&apos;s World?'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S9fXX9yZ_PI/AAAAAAAAALo/mXMLocGFTvs/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7677240820560952492</id><published>2010-04-20T10:44:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:55:51.154+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Functions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOYMENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theme party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like dat'/><title type='text'>What It Took To Be An Anarkali...??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Theme Party : Salim - Anarkali Date : 15 April 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an invitation few days before on a theme party. I had to dress up like Anarkali, and my husband had to be Salim….listening this, I was quite confused as I had never attended any such party before…but liked the concept…&lt;br /&gt;Today I will list all the necessities of Anarkali......What took me to be an Anarkali…?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell whom we think when the word Anarakali is called? Madhubala…right? We think of her dress, her accessories, her style, her dance, and the famous song….Jab Pyaar kiya toh darna kya….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=The first thing I selected was an Anarkali dress, which I had in my wardrobe. But there was still a long way to look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;=Next was choosing my Salim’s outfit….It was not that tough though. I finalized his Sherwani and dupatta… which he agreed on wearing….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=What more needed?…….I looked at myself…My nails were without colour....To tell you all, I hardly use nail paint…coz of which all the colours I had bought 4yrs ago during my marriage, got dried. So had to borrow it from MIL. But the colours she had, were not of my taste. All were too dark. But I tried to settle with the maroon colour (no choice). Applied it on my nails. That night when I went to chemist, I noticed that everyone was staring at my dark coloured nails…I was so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;embarrassed that immediately I bought a light one and made up my nails with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;= As I changed my dress, I thought of wearing chunni over my head….pierced it with pins unheartedly….(sry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;dear chunni)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;= My forehead was bare, so thought of putting ‘Maang Tika’….. But I dint have it, so I made it through my necklace……My ankels were done by the beautiful anklets… Wore antique bangels..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;= The missing factor was ‘Jutis’… I dint have the matching Jutis…so had to wear sandals only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In all this process, one question came in my mind. While going out I always take one napkin for Neil… looking at the cotton napkin…. thought Were in those days, napkins were made of Resham (silk)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Anarkali was so much inside me that while entering in the party also, instead of waving Hi…I did Adab to everyone…..for the whole party we addressed each one with Anarkali’s and Salim’s name…had fun dacing on the song of Mughal-e-Azam..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462100089226396706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S81HF3n4BCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8j5lQyqrGM0/s320/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the end we got the gift of the best dressed couple.....my mehnat paid off..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462098731809843170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S81F222jJ-I/AAAAAAAAALI/6-t7Lv1-dho/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was in that old era and trust me …For the period of 2-3 hrs we enjoyed being Salim and Anarkali...........................Dress changes one’s attitude…I realized it that day…....…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7677240820560952492?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7677240820560952492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-it-took-to-be-anarkali.html#comment-form' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7677240820560952492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7677240820560952492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-it-took-to-be-anarkali.html' title='What It Took To Be An Anarkali...??'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S81HF3n4BCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8j5lQyqrGM0/s72-c/DSC00252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2138978537742227249</id><published>2010-04-16T19:05:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:28:43.391+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATIONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOYMENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWARDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APPRECIATION'/><title type='text'>LoveD it!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>NU...... A big smile and a Hugs to you...thnx girl for appreciating the efforts of mine.... getting myself an award makes me feel HAPPY.....thnx to all lovely readers who read and pass on their views....ab bas...now the award which i got is.....Look down ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460732670502668578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S8hrbn6uiSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fRSePrDU7LI/s320/cupcake_award.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Nice na.....i kn... I love cakes Nu....thnx for not only one but three cakes...thaannnkkkuuuuu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the work part,,,...I have been asked to write three good things in me....(matlab .... dnt think i m being &lt;em&gt;Muh miya mitthu&lt;/em&gt; guys.....but i have been asked to do it/..) Well its good also in a sense....there are many sitting outside to criticize you....but the only one who knows yourself better is YOU.....so here are my three good qualities.....(waise toh kai hai....but listing just three...:-( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; When somebody looks at someone, the first thing you notice is ......???? Yes looks......I am thankfull to God, nature, and parents coz of which I look good...Yes, I am beautifull....and thnx that i dont need put lot of lotions etc took look nice.....(kharcha thoda kam hota hai G ka, in a way I do not trouble my husband)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; After crossing the first level, ie, looks, one finds me nice and lovely in nature, in talks....I know people dont neglect my presence.....a fun loving party types....More so, I m what I M....nobody else resides in me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Dont understnd how do people lie.....I am bad at it...i dont kn whether it is good trait or bad..but I cant....:-) but i have been told its good so mentioned here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest You can visit Varsh Blog to know more good thigns about me....as what she has written is just like me....taking the liberty of mentioning more nice qualities in me :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I was asked to do is...One pic which I like the most is.......hmm there are many but at the point it is.....Look down again .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460761386337279922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S8iFjGvNn7I/AAAAAAAAALA/5Mja5lJlNcA/s320/DSC04451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Five people I want to pass on this award and the tag are....&lt;br /&gt;Nipun, Gaurav Agrawal, Jack Sir, Anju Gandhi, and BS&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS you all people......really love reading ur posts.....so conitnue with this tag too.....:-)&lt;br /&gt;PS- Jack sir, Nipun.....ur one more tag pending.......add this one too in ur list.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2138978537742227249?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2138978537742227249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/loved-it.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2138978537742227249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2138978537742227249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/loved-it.html' title='LoveD it!!!!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S8hrbn6uiSI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fRSePrDU7LI/s72-c/cupcake_award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7106625615844673871</id><published>2010-04-11T17:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-11T17:41:35.203+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>Question And Answers.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ye kaun aya…roshan ho gayi, ??         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Badshah O Badshah…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dil kya kare jab kisi ko kisi se pyaar ho jaye?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sab rishte naate hans ke tod du..bas tujhse dil ka rishta jod lu….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kaisa lagta hai .????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;aiiisa lagta hai, koi mera hone ko hai……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya yahi pyaar hai???                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dil vil pyaar vyaar , mein kya janu re…..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh kya hua, kaise hua, kab hua, …?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Pyaar hua, ikraar hua hai….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane kya tune kahi?                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Humko sirf tumse pyaar hia…..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dil kya kare jab kisi ko kisi se pyaar ho jaye?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sab rishte naate hans ke tod du..bas tujhse dil ka rishta jod lu….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya tum mujhse pyaar karti ho….??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kaise bataye kyu tujhko chahe, yaara bata na paye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiska rasta dekhe, aye dil aye soudayi?           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mere khwabon mein jo aye…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane kyo log pyaar karte hai….??        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Koi na koi chahiye pyaar karne wala….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Khwab ho tum ya koi haqqeqat, kaun ho tum batlayo???                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bebo mein Bebo….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaise mujhe tum mil gayi.?                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Raah mein unse mulakat ho gayi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;Kya tum mujhse pyaar karti ho??                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mujhe pyaar tumse nahi hai….nahi hai….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya kehta hai ye sawan??        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ab ke sajan sawan mein….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aap yahan aye kis liye??          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mein aya hun le ke pyaar haathon mein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya se kya ho gaya??              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Chor bajari do naino ki , pehle thi aadat jo hut gayi…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Acha toh hum chalte hia , fir kab miloge?                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dil jalon ka dil jala ke , kya milega dilruba…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kya tumne hai keh diya?          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kehna hi kya ye nain ek anjaan se jo mile….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aye kya bolti tu…??                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Piya tu ab toh aaja…..aa..a..aa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahe ko roye..ee..ee???                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Rula ke gaya sapna tera…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kis..kis..kisee pyar karu??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;kiska hai yeh tumko intejaar mein hun na….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tum bin jayu kahan?             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jaha mein jaati  wahi chale ate ho,,,.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najane kahan se ayi hai??                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dil walon ke dil ka karaar lutne, mein ayi hun UP Bihar lutne….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kahe sataye aaja?                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaaanee do na……&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lal duppate wali tera naam toh bata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mera naam hai Chameli………mein malan albeli..…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ankhon mein kya ji?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Kajara mohobat wala…...ankhiyon mein aisa dala…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choli ke peeche kya kya hai?               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Parde mein rehne do , parda na uthao, parda jo uth gaya to bhed khul jayega&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are yeh toh bata, dekhta hai tu kya?                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teri jawanai badi mast mast hai…..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najane kyuuu hota hia yu jindagi ke saath, ?     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeh jindagi hai ek jua…kabhi haar hai kabhi jeet bhi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya hua ise kya hua?                                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Na tum jano na hum……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaun hai jo sapno mein aya?                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Raat kali ek khwab mein ayi…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya Karen kya na Karen?                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Chupke se lag ja gale, raat ki chadar tale….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaun disa mein le ke chala re baturiya?            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Chal chale apne ghar aye mere humsafar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haal kaisa hai janab ka?          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aye kaash ki hum hosh mein ab aane nap aye…….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mein kyaa karu raam mujhe Buddha mil gaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Abhi toh mein jawan hun…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahan chal diye?                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mein chali mein chali, dekho pyaar ki gali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tere mere beech mein kaisa hai yeh bandhan??            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Yeh bandhan to pyaar ka bandhan hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum aapke hai kaun??                                                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mein tera totaa, tu meri maina….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya tumne hai keh diya?                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hum tum ek kamre mein band ho..aur chabhi kho jaye….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Chookar mere man ko , kiya tune kya ishara?              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Janeman janeman tere do nayan chori chori le keg aye dekho mera mun…..      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya hua tera vada?                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mere naseeb mein aye dost tera pyaar nahi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Jane na najar, pehchane jigar , yeh kaun hai jo dil pe chaya??   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jadu hai tera hi jadu, jo mere dil pe chane laga…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;…………………over with my answers…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now the following are my questions to u all….plz do reply with ur own songs…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ye rishta kya kehlata hia???               (sometimes naming a ‘rishta’ can be avoided/difficult)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahan se aye badra??                          (cyclone coming from Tamil Nadu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kis liye meine pyaar kiya?                     (Khali baitha tha,,,kuch toh karna tha…&lt;br /&gt;….naukri nahi toh chokri sahi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane kahan mera jigar gaya ji?   (Go to hospital ….turant)                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaad kiya dil ne kaha ho tum? (May be hospital…)    &lt;br /&gt; ...................................&lt;br /&gt;Keep Singing......:-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7106625615844673871?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7106625615844673871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/question-and-answers.html#comment-form' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7106625615844673871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7106625615844673871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/question-and-answers.html' title='Question And Answers.....'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2993924517118726285</id><published>2010-04-09T14:40:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-09T16:47:03.099+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tag'/><title type='text'>Seven Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Varsha Dear you trapped me…for a week I have been thinking on this tag…what to write…..still thinking…I am still in the process …oh let me write now ( kahi athavala mala)--------&lt;br /&gt;.............................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;f it’s a tag on me then I will start with me itself – I am a women just like any other, with many emotions….of love, hatred, jealousy, sacrifice, etc etc…I love myself, my family, my friends, my relatives,,,,,,,I always want to be connected with people….&lt;br /&gt;In my school age I was very introvert…(hey Nu – do u rem?) but the graph surprisingly got down as my age got up…(inverse relationship u see).&lt;br /&gt;I am a big foodie…(though not too much into cooking) but I like cooking for those who appreciate it…(but false praises ..No)..I am always ready to go out on dinners, parties, outing, traveling etc,,,,,it exictes me…(in a sense)…&lt;br /&gt;Blogging has given a new dimension in my life. It has helped me in finding myself…&lt;br /&gt;(Hey am I about to write all seven things in one point...hmm let me put the mark agn…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Enough of me ….now something about my family….I have a loving caring understanding husband…(enough praises for him as I cant say he is a typical Joru ka Ghulam, I wish he was), one son of 2.8 years old, and stay with my inlaws…by God’s grace I have got nice people around me…(ThnX God). My son, Neil, I love him….I beat him, I get angry on him… (becharaa….Mummy ka maara) but he loves me a lot..(I know…)…. Showered with Great unconditional love from mummy &amp;amp; peace loving papa …I have one good Badmash older brother too…He is Single but ready to Mingle….( u might be knwoing that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Enough of me and my family….it is said ki real tough life starts when you leave your college; when you move out from the nut shell and face the hardships of life….sometimes you meet the undesirable , ugly hearted people, (I don’t want to use any bad terms here)…but I am blessed that 90% of the people, I met in life were as good as me …hihihi….Sry I dint mean that ....but really…many ask me- haven’t you ever faced anybad situation in ur life? …I always say NO…… (Lucky ME)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Right now busy with our own school, (daily getting dreams of it)…me with students, teachers, school building…etc…occupied the first half of the day, with the kitchen and then school…later half occupied with family, kid, Neil, his studies, blogging, yoga, walk and the rest as usual….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Interested in similar natured people…who enjoy life like me (atleast my heart does that, if not I can, in practical conditions)… enjoy discussing things(hate arguments)....thinking….and have a balanced status of mind most of the time ( &lt;em&gt;Agra se koi naata nahi mera&lt;/em&gt;)… Can continue talking for hours, and can keep myself at mute for hours tooo……hmmm ...Nice woman I am….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the things which concern me are many…don’t want to go in deep….coz I know every one out here is concerned on the issues like corruption, population, poverty, illiteracy, sexual molestation, female infanticide ..the list goes on....next time I would wish to write about it in detail….but not now…coz it’s a Tag re about seven random things (and not on a single thought)….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lastly wish to get lots of blessings from you all, for me, family, profession, and whatever you wish to……So greedy …rite…..I have to be…as I have got the chance for the first time…and my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wishes Piggy Bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;is always hungry for your wishes………….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And passing on this trap to ----- BS, Jack Sir, Nipun, TC, Sorcerer, Rachna,And The Survivor......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Me Relaxed now...huhhhhh!!!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVER DEAR VARSHA…..Happy??….. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2993924517118726285?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2993924517118726285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/seven-random-things.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2993924517118726285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2993924517118726285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/seven-random-things.html' title='Seven Random Things'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-4679386478704550374</id><published>2010-04-06T18:00:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:51:49.091+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRATIONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ENJOYMENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWARDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APPRECIATION'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HURRAY..............&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have been &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWARDED.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For the FIRST TIME................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mY FIRST eVER aWARD..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thnx Varsh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for such a nice gesture on ur part.....and thnx to ur 50 posts old blog..that u thought of celebrating this moment by distributing awards to us...thnx..a LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thnx Varsh ..............for 1ST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457002582608433122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S7sq77rDz-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/VTZYdYkEXMU/s320/Blogger_Mommy_by_Varsh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                              &lt;u&gt;2ND&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457008804203753506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S7swmE6-cCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zuXCBywc9sg/s320/vector-colorful-flowers-01-by-dragonart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                                   &lt;u&gt; 3RD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457008614974209794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S7swbD_IvwI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BjpaOqDEA-c/s320/blog_fps_1_png.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now this means more of good work,.......hmmmmmmmmmm......rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-4679386478704550374?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/4679386478704550374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurray.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4679386478704550374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4679386478704550374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/hurray.html' title=''/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S7sq77rDz-I/AAAAAAAAAKA/VTZYdYkEXMU/s72-c/Blogger_Mommy_by_Varsh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7001349040243294228</id><published>2010-04-05T21:39:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:46:15.846+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epalnations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need an explanation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>TELL ME FRANKLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;iS tHIS a mAN'S wORLD ????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;iF YES, THEN y? iF nO, THEN wOW,,,,,dO U rEALLY fEEL sO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7001349040243294228?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7001349040243294228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-me-frankly.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7001349040243294228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7001349040243294228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-me-frankly.html' title='TELL ME FRANKLY'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1485245800915645094</id><published>2010-04-02T18:53:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:55:08.714+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Again a QUESTION...........PLZ ANS..............</title><content type='html'>DOES POSITIVE ATTITUDE REALLY HELP, OR IT’S JUST A CONSOLING WORD???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1485245800915645094?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1485245800915645094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/again-questionplz-ans.html#comment-form' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1485245800915645094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1485245800915645094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/04/again-questionplz-ans.html' title='Again a QUESTION...........PLZ ANS..............'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2643183264367791389</id><published>2010-03-28T11:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:50:34.482+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>IF LIFE IS NOT EASY, be positive then………………………Simple.</title><content type='html'>In my earlier post, I mentioned the uneasy nature of life. Life is simple, but due to various reasons, complications, etc it gets difficult for a human being to survive its simplest way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our upbringing, our education, our customs, our traditions, our culture, etc evolves peculiar personalities in ourselves. On that basis our psychology, our thinking, our motive, our wishes, our targets, our vision, our outlook for one point depends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s said that we all are the puppets in the hands of GOD. Then why the God sometimes brings us at one point where there’s no answer found by the humans? Earlier also I said that our increasing list of expectation bring dissatisfaction in one’s life. But dil hai ki manta nahi………..it always wants More…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes to fulfill those wishes we do such things which are not morally correct. Sometimes later, when we realize, we find ourselves on the cross road and we lose the sense of selecting the right path. This may create baffled and unanswered situations, resulting in twofold thoughts, stress, and multifaceted minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with strong psyche, can strongly face these situations. They can find the way out of any trouble, any problem. These types of people have an optimistic attitude towards life and always try to find out the balance in their life. In any failure too, they come back with force and lead life with full bliss. . Unlike, people having depressive attitudes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should always have one thing kept in mind. Life is a mixture of good and bad times…but we have to remember that after every night, day falls. And every new thing is going to be fresh. So live life to the fullest. Feel the happiness, feel the great fragrance of life, and feel the beautiful nature. Look at the positive side. Learn to be happy and lively………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Net Prob still continuing, so sry for nt replying to ur comments. I will again come back on next Sunday, posting another through hubby’s office…:-)))))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2643183264367791389?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2643183264367791389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-life-is-not-easy-be-positive.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2643183264367791389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2643183264367791389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-life-is-not-easy-be-positive.html' title='IF LIFE IS NOT EASY, be positive then………………………Simple.'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7253410403145188088</id><published>2010-03-21T11:55:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:57:20.070+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epalnations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like dat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Blog - A Social Networking Site ??</title><content type='html'>Is Blogger a site where you jot down your thoughts, experiences, judgments, conclusions, and various other things? Or, it is more of a Social Networking Site? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I joined this Blog site because I liked the thought of spilling my thoughts over net…to unlock my mind, to find creativity, to think on something, to analyze, and to write my own answers to the emerged questions on any damn topic. Before coming in to this line, I read many beautiful posts, poetries, saw amazing camera shot pictures, art, etc….I found it really addictive, and felt that I should also start writing or atleast try to write. Not coz I love writing, but because I wanted to run my mind on certain things which I found interesting. My mind was getting stuck at the daily home routine. There was no creativity, no imagination, no thinking process involved in my set activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the NEED of change. I was guided by my fellow blogger Nu and then in Dec, 2009 I started feeling the change. From then I have started noticing things more minutely than before. In mind there is now always something running. Need not necessarily be an important topic or may be nothing useful…but I write what I feel like…. Simple…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog GAVE me; pleasure, sense of satisfaction, crave of creativeness, probing for the logic, liberty of thoughts, media through which I can pay gratitude, sometimes criticize, and sometimes confess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am HAPPY, writing post every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the QUESTION arises, whether with the time the importance of writing a post gets a back seat and move towards making a social network…creating friends….desire of having a long list of followers???? Every morning logging in to see the current state of the Blog…then matching with the expectations…sometimes writing a post of other’s taste rather than selves…Just to make desirable to others….I have read few blogs, where they write that they don’t know the reason of their writing….few say, they don’t have followers then what’s the use of blogging? Some seam to cheat…some seem to be just pass their time….and some writing the real senti, romantic stories,, which sometimes make me feel …all is made up…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My QUESTION, Are we really Honest in writing the post?? Do we fake sometime?? Does our motive of writing changes, which was initially, purely the satisfaction of our soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karm kiye ja, Fal ki chinta mat kar ye insaan………this famous teaching in Bhagwat Gita…do we really follow it??? Before and after we always imagine of the results and returns in any form….don’t we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of Blogging too…one feels of recognition, one feels to share and spread one thoughts…..so on………..what’s your take on this? Has your writing been effected, and how? Do you think you are original? Do you feel to make any more changes??...do spill your thoughts…...Be honest/////////////////&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7253410403145188088?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7253410403145188088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-social-networking-site.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7253410403145188088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7253410403145188088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-social-networking-site.html' title='Blog - A Social Networking Site ??'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-8632298684517095905</id><published>2010-03-19T20:26:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:40:49.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>net problem</title><content type='html'>sry folks, cant respond to all urcomments. But Thanx for ur valuable views . But due to net problem can't reply any. Rite now conveying u all this through mobile. thanx for reading dis.                                          P.s. I will reply  evryone asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-8632298684517095905?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/8632298684517095905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/net-problem.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/8632298684517095905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/8632298684517095905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/net-problem.html' title='net problem'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-654373531548238536</id><published>2010-03-16T15:31:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-16T15:48:03.073+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epalnations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Answers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='examples'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><title type='text'>Explaining the Unexplained</title><content type='html'>This is in relation with my previous post….”Life is simple, not easy”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Anuj, Tavish, Anoop, Jack, Sameera, The Survivor for your valuable analysis….I totally agree with all your points… But I wanted examples also ….. So here I am trying to think and simplify the topic with laying few examples…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a life…which is quite defined…simple …straight…We do our daily activities with great pleasure…..SIMPLE isn’t it? But when something new happens or if we are required to walk on a new path, we tend to fumble, think and tend to complicate things.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose, (I am trying to lay few common examples which I have/had faced in my life):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Waking up early in the morning is simple but not easy…. before marriage I had to get up at 4.00 am in the morning ….my mummy and alarm used to wake me up…the process was quite simple but for me to open my eyes was not easy. It was tough…I had to motivate myself…thinking ki beta koi nahi bus mein so jana(never mind, sleep in the bus) which used to take 1hr to my office….though this 1 hr was also not enough for me....but this wasn’t less than a boost also……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Finding a partner as I mentioned in my earlier post…..it looks very simple but is not so easy dear….why so?? You check it in my post….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Lying – Lying for some can be easy….but for me its only simple….I can think lots of excuses but while execution - I fail in it…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Taking out time for my school/college/work friends: wishing to call and being in contact with them is very simple to think but in practical not easy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Sometimes our traditions, our customs, our mind set, or our society puts certain parameters and boundaries due to which our area of working or acting gets limited creating a complex situation and hardening the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Students appearing in Entrance Exam. For them the paper might be easy but at the time of announcement of the results they may find that what they thought was simple but getting their names in the selected list is not that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) Building a school (in may case) if having all the capital and resources, its quite simple, considering all the requirements….but running it, is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h) Loving someone is simple as it doesn’t require any detailed rules and regulations, but finding the true love is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Thinking ourselves as the superman/woman is simple but living like that is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j) Writing down the plans is quite simple but in practical we can face some    difficulties….hence .not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k) Giving birth to a child is much simpler than raising a child….its not easy…mind it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l) Sometimes a person may be found simple....but understanding that person may not be that easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always run behind the things which we want but are never satisfied and are never happy with what we have. With our numerous demands and high ambitions we complicate the things which would have been much simpler otherwise….Never mind…THAT’S LIFE …as we say…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-654373531548238536?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/654373531548238536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/expalining-unexpalined.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/654373531548238536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/654373531548238536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/expalining-unexpalined.html' title='Explaining the Unexplained'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1714250805901446333</id><published>2010-03-09T15:25:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-09T17:41:32.912+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>Sense the change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Continuing with my song mood….today I want to compare old songs with the new. I don’t want to highlight the copy of music…..but how the trend of expressing one’s thought has changed….&lt;br /&gt;Let’s see how the new lyricists make fresh new song with a twist….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1 – tumne pukara aur hum chale aye….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jati hun mein, jaldi hai kya….. (This has to happen everytime…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 - inhi logo ne …le lina duppatta mera…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chunari chunari …aja na chu le meri churni sanam… (Hmm…can you notice the change in thinking towards chunni?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3 – abhi na jayo chhod kar ..ki dil abhi bhara nahi…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aaj na chhodenge tujhe ..dum duma dum…(are today’s hero so adamant…?understanding naam ki cheej hi nahi hai J)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4 – tum aa gaye ho, noor aa gayi hia…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tumse hi din hota hai, surmayi shaam ati hia….. (Did physical presence only effect the days and nights in those days?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5 - Chup tum raho, chup hum rahen…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ye tumhari meri baatein, hamesha yunhi chalti rahe….(Oh at least today we women are allowed to speak….Isn’t it??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6 – Naina tere nainon se meethi meethi batein karte hia…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dekho ankhiyon se goli mare……..(Eyes are weapons…what say??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7 – laila mein lailaaaa…aisi hun lailaa…..har koi chahe mujhse milna akela…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mein laila laila chilayunga, kurta phaad ke…… (Doesn’t your laila need privacy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8 – abhi na jayoo chood kar, ki dil abhi bhara nahi…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chal chale apne ghar, aye mere humsafar… (No question of parting rite…..smart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9 – ram kare aisa ho jaye, meri nindiya tohe mil jaye, mein jagu tu so jaye….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yaar ko meine, mujhe yaar ne sone na diya….. (Trends change …what to do?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 – barsat mein humse mile tum sajan, tumse mile hum…barsaat mein…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Rain is falling chama cham cham….ladki ne aankh mari gir gaye hum…. (does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;this happen in real?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11 – tum kamsin ho, nadan ho, bholi ho…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sexy sexy sexy , mujhe log bole….(No comments..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12 – waqt ne kiya kya hasi sitam…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;All is well…O bhaiya ……(Moral : Keep smiling…whatever comes…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;13 – mere piya gaye Rangoon, kiya hai wahan se telephun….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What is you mobile number…karoon kya dial number…(our lyricists are having godd technical knowledge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;14 – ye sama, sama hai ye pyaar ka….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Zara zara behekta hai …….(melody suno khud jaan jayoo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15 – 16 baras ki bali umar ko salaam….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;18 baras ki kawari kali, …….(age does matter…??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;16 – Chandi ki cycle, sone ki seat…aao chale darling chale double seat….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aaja meri gaadi mein baith ja…….(Show offs? but the standard increased)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;17 – ye tera ghar ye mera ghar,….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Unchi hai building…lift teri band….(whats the use of a big building…ghar was better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;18 – na maangu sona chandi, na maangu heera moti…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paisa pasia karti hai tu, paise pe kyu marti hai…???(Hey girls…I dnt agree this do u??) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;19 – ruk ja raat theher ja re chanda……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Aa bhi ja, aa bhi jaa, aye subah aa bhi jaa…(Irony…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20 – daiya re daiya re, chadh gayo paapi bichua….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bichhu, ye bichhu, ye bichhu mujhe kaat khayega….(smart girl…getting cautious beforehand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;21 - khwab ho tum ya koi haqeqat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tu hi haqeeqat khwab tu (were earlier heros quiet confused….??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;22 – khullam khulla pyaar karenge hum dono……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Pyaar kiya toh darna kya…..odhli chunariya meine tere naam ki….(Hm…Gud..keep it up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;23 – Dil vil pyaar vyaar mein kya janu re….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bebo mein Bebo, DIl mera lelo…..(girls were so ignorant then…dint they know the meaning of dil????)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;24 – Babuji dheere chalna..pyarr mein zara sambhalana…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Babuji zara dheere chalo, bijli khadi yaha bijli khadi…(what a revolutionary song??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;25 – Choo lene do najuk hothon ko..kuch aur nahi bas jam hai yeh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Saki saki re saki saki……aa paas aa reh na jaye koi khwaish baki….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;26 - nahi nahi abhi nahi...abhi karo intezaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hey jara ksis me kis me ......( Oh really…??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the end...a few songs dedicated for the different stages of married man:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Dulha mil gaya, dulha mil gaya….(excitement of hunting one bakra, ie. Dulha)&lt;br /&gt;Aaj mere yaar ki shadi hai..(which yaar will not be happy …)&lt;br /&gt;Mein toh joru ka ghulam ban ke rahunga…..(false promises …)&lt;br /&gt;Jab se hui hai shadi….aansu baha raha hun….(No Comments….)&lt;br /&gt;Karte hi shadi tera baj gaya baja….(All married men ..I want you to share your views on this point….)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1714250805901446333?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1714250805901446333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/sense-change.html#comment-form' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1714250805901446333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1714250805901446333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/sense-change.html' title='Sense the change...'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-5826870321677826020</id><published>2010-03-08T15:56:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:26:32.247+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Functions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S5TRlA8Bv9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wf1LrsQjmM0/s1600-h/women.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446208283234910162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S5TRlA8Bv9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wf1LrsQjmM0/s320/women.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Yesterday evening I went to the Lioness Club function organized on the occasion of Women’s Day. Here I would like you to read the achievements and the ways through which the women of today and then have achieved their goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know that there was a competition for ladies – Any potato snack was to be made, and as soon as I entered the lobby of the club, I saw many ladies busy in decorating their dishes. Every plate carrying those potato items, were tempting but sorry I couldn’t taste it as it was first to be tasted by the honorable judges. So I just stood there taking the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the hall, I saw many women sitting and listening the light music which was being played. I sat near one of my acquaintance and started talking to her (as usual…it’s a ladies habit ….rite) Programme started quite late all credit to the chief guest ...hmmm..its again a habit. Never mind, but it all started very nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the introduction &amp;amp; the welcome speech the main action commenced…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introducing and Honoring the Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, came a lady of 73 yrs.. Who made her name in the writing world. At the age of 16 she got married and after marriage she completed her schooling. Her interest towards writing started from the age of nine and was very much encouraged by her father. Later her interest became her love and she started publishing the books in Marathi and then in Hindi. She comes from the Economic Weaker Section, and in her young age she went door to door for the sale of her books. Though through heart she never wanted to sell those books but the need for money compelled her to do so. Yesterday my eyes were filled with water, when she recited her poem in front of us. This was the poem from her first book. The poem’s summary I would like to state here. It was written on her own life…the time when she delivered her third child…a baby girl….two days went ..she was in the hospital…no one came to see her…she was happy just because atleast her third child was with her.. Third day her eldest girl came with the tifiin…she asked where is your father….girl said he was coming but the grand mom stopped him saying….Ladki hi toh hai…kya karega ja ke…pata nahi kiase palega teen teen ladkiyon ko…..she was choked with grief.….&lt;br /&gt;Later she also delivered a boy…coz of which she was accepted in the family….but the things change….her son left them alone in the home, settled somewhere else…and here she and her husband dint have that much earning to pay the rent of that house. But it was her girl who helped them get a new two room flat in the same city…and she feels proud on her daughters….and has forgotten that she ever had a son….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, came an Advocate, who also grew strong even if she was very much dominated by her family. She gave a great alarming speech to the audience sitting….Jago nari Jago… She said she gets so many cases on violence done on the women of home…and she dictated…..It can only be stopped with proper education and belief in oneself…and raising voice against the women exploiters…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third was a lady gynecologist….she raised her voice against the female infanticide….and the imbalance entering in the society….. She encouraged our thoughts in helping the weaker people and distributing our knowledge to others….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth was a female reporter…who drove her bike for four days to cover whole of the MP and CG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth was the MLA, and the Principal of the school….she started her work by providing free education to the students in a temple….but soon she found through the doctors that her daughter is loosing her vision and would become blind in the coming few years…they went at every worship places…but nothing worked…but their was some miracle or say their was always one positive force behind her due to which she always remained the topper in the school and now she has got the admission in engineering college….. The lady now runs a school which started with just 70 and now has 700 students….she is also the elected MLA….and is also doing social service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth was a teacher (who is my lovely aunt too) in a school named Prayas- working for the handicapped children. This school is till class 12th having CBSE board. She feels proud of herself that she is working for the children who can’t listen and hence can’t speak. Here I would like to mention that I once went in the annual function of this school and was amazed to see their performances on stage…mind blowing…..can we ourselves imagine dancing without music, giving right steps to every beat……noooooooooooo..i cant..but hat’s off to the students as well as their teachers who teach them so nicely ….so effortlessly….and so efficiently…. This school has lots of female teachers …as the management too feels that the women has more patience and love which is necessary in such type of deels….I agree…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there were many more women who were to be honored, but I had to leave early for the home as I got a call that my son needed me….See here again the need for a mother, an Aai(in our mother tongue..ie..marathi), mom whatever you may call…meaning and the essence remain the same….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wished I could have stayed there for some more time…nevertheless I got to hear such inspiring real women stories…their fight, their struggle…and still making there own paths towards the goal which they always aimed for…..and wished for…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PROUD OF ALL YOU WOMEN AND MANY MORE WHOM I DON’T KNOW BUT CAN IMAGINE…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-5826870321677826020?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/5826870321677826020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-womens-day.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5826870321677826020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5826870321677826020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-womens-day.html' title='HAPPY WOMEN&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S5TRlA8Bv9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wf1LrsQjmM0/s72-c/women.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2291711690865957507</id><published>2010-03-03T15:52:00.027+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-05T08:15:29.924+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONGS'/><title type='text'>Women --- Love yourself for being YOU</title><content type='html'>From the past few days, I have been thinking that why a girl/woman is so much praised in a song. This question came to me by my friend long time back &amp;amp; I could only say, "that’s because she likes that". Simple.... A girl feels happy when she is appreciated for her looks, features, work...etc. Isn't it girls???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really does these flattery verses softens a girl’s heart towards the boy? What say? I believe yes they do to an extent, but the genuinity and sincerity must be reflected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for eg: -A song of Ghulam which got so much popular amongst the road side Romeos...and the girls got disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;But the song originally, is so nice and simple. Here I say the feeling and genuinity of the person devoting is very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women have always been admired and have always been praised for their various qualities. In poetries, in stories, in articles etc, but here I would only discuss girl/women through the eyes of the lyricist/singers………….as lyricist write these beautiful verses and singers sing it through their soul....&lt;br /&gt;From the era of K.L. Sehgal to the era of Shankar Mahadevan….A girl has been compared with numerous things. Let us check out, the songs coz which the GOD considers himself to be a Proud Creator of -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; WOMAN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few songs through which “she” is praised for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46hkMggjOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6ZR-G0aO4cA/s1600-h/face1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444466642742447330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46hkMggjOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6ZR-G0aO4cA/s320/face1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Face:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaudhavi ka chaand ho……&lt;br /&gt;Meine poocha chaand se ki dekha hai kahin, mere chand sa hasin……&lt;br /&gt;Chaand mera dil, chandni ho tum&lt;br /&gt;Yeh chaand sa roshan chehra……julfon ka rang sunehra…..&lt;br /&gt;Teri pyari pyari surat ko……….&lt;br /&gt;Ek ladki ko dekha toh aisa laga……&lt;br /&gt;Teri husn ki kya tariff karu…..&lt;br /&gt;Phoolon sa chehra tera……&lt;br /&gt;Tum kitni khoobsurat ho….yeh mere dil se poocho….&lt;br /&gt;Chaand si mehbooba ho meri kabaisa meine socha tha……&lt;br /&gt;Tu roop ki rani …….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S449vYMdlDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uWnRUuq_RAE/s1600-h/eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444356883695375410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S449vYMdlDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/uWnRUuq_RAE/s320/eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eyes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pehli nazar mein kaisa jadoo kar diya……&lt;br /&gt;Jeevan se bhari teri ankhen……………&lt;br /&gt;Yeh jheel si neeli ankhen…koi raaj hai inme gehra…taarif karu kya uski…&lt;br /&gt;Yeh kali kali ankhen………………………&lt;br /&gt;Do naina mataware tihare,,,humpe jurum karee…….&lt;br /&gt;Surili ankhiyon wale…..suna hai teri ankhiyon se…..&lt;br /&gt;Teri ankhon ke siwa duniya mein rakha kya hia…..&lt;br /&gt;Rang bhare badal se, tere nainon ke kajal se…..&lt;br /&gt;Kajare kajrare, teri kali kali ankhen….&lt;br /&gt;Janeman janeman tere do nayan..chori chori leke gaye dekho mera mun…&lt;br /&gt;Jadoo tera badan……&lt;br /&gt;Ankhen teri kitni haseen…dekh ke inko…..meh kho gaya hun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46h4LIqsDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z6zSMMeiYmA/s1600-h/bangles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444466985971396658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46h4LIqsDI/AAAAAAAAAFA/z6zSMMeiYmA/s320/bangles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Accessories:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chudi nahi yeh mera dil hai……..&lt;br /&gt;Odhli chunariya meine tere naam ki…………&lt;br /&gt;Teri bindiya re…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Badan pe sitare lapete hue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46i6vIxD-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZcHhIyRCkq8/s1600-h/looks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444468129506856930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46i6vIxD-I/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZcHhIyRCkq8/s320/looks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masakali, masakali...ud matakali…&lt;br /&gt;Patli kamar chalka ke..nagin si balkha ke…&lt;br /&gt;Aye gulbadan…fulon ki mehek…&lt;br /&gt;Kya khoob lagti ho..badi sundar dikhti ho…&lt;br /&gt;Chandan sa badan…chanchal chitwan…. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dream girl kisi shayar ki ghajal...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She’s got the look…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46jVaVX-oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BXD1gKxdD1M/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444468587779062402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46jVaVX-oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/BXD1gKxdD1M/s320/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Madhyam madhyam teri gili hansi…….&lt;br /&gt;Tum pass aye…yun muskuraye….. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46js5fjEVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ihRR0L1Qgt8/s1600-h/lips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444468991280222546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46js5fjEVI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ihRR0L1Qgt8/s320/lips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lips:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoth Rasile tere hoth rasile&lt;br /&gt;Choo lene do najuk hothon ko….. &lt;/p&gt;Hothon se choo lo tum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46kInVXWYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eL4Wnckm7ME/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46kInVXWYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eL4Wnckm7ME/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46kInVXWYI/AAAAAAAAAFg/eL4Wnckm7ME/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46m6lzwIFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0O9tqYnBQew/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444472525049307218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46m6lzwIFI/AAAAAAAAAGA/0O9tqYnBQew/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hair:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yeh reshmi Julfein…..yeh sharbati ankhen……&lt;br /&gt;Jhonka hawa ka aaj bhi……&lt;br /&gt;Khulti julfon ne sikhayi mausmao ko shayari……(hosh walon…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46k2rm3HuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/J8v45ENKMXs/s1600-h/in+sari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444470258863120098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 60px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46k2rm3HuI/AAAAAAAAAFo/J8v45ENKMXs/s320/in+sari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adaaa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Uff…teri ada…..&lt;br /&gt;Ladki hai kya ..re baba…iski ada..re baba… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46lbnf-EwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BwCGsBsXYS4/s1600-h/walkiing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444470893415633666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46lbnf-EwI/AAAAAAAAAFw/BwCGsBsXYS4/s320/walkiing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walk:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tauba yeh matwali chaal…….jhook jaye phoolon ki daal.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaan mein jhoomka..chaal mein thumka..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46l1SFRoXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qqe8_l8TkK4/s1600-h/everything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444471334343123314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46l1SFRoXI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Qqe8_l8TkK4/s320/everything.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;For everything: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tujhme rab dikhta hia yaara mein kya karu…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bakhuda tumhi ho….&lt;br /&gt;Tum ho toh....gata hai dil…….&lt;br /&gt;Chhoo kar mere mun ko kiya tune kya ishara…&lt;br /&gt;Tujhe dekha toh yeh jana sanam…&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do ..i do it for you…&lt;br /&gt;Tum aa gaye ho noor aa gaya hai…&lt;br /&gt;Dil ibadat kar raha hai….&lt;br /&gt;Tumse acha kaun hai….&lt;br /&gt;Rehna tu hai jaise tu….&lt;br /&gt;Tumse mil ke ….aisa laga …..&lt;br /&gt;Khwab ho tum ya koi haqqeeqat… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(PS-this is for all you girls who want to experience immense pleasure of getting a birth of girl; and, to all boys who want their girls to be always happy) – And yes if you can add any to the list...you are most welcome......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2291711690865957507?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2291711690865957507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/women-love-yourself-for-being-you.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2291711690865957507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2291711690865957507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/women-love-yourself-for-being-you.html' title='Women --- Love yourself for being YOU'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S46hkMggjOI/AAAAAAAAAE4/6ZR-G0aO4cA/s72-c/face1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-6685500646020708688</id><published>2010-03-01T17:33:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-01T18:09:59.227+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>HAPPY HOLI</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I on my behalf of my family and myself. wish you a Happy Holi........&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S4uzEgwizxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eDcyY71BBk0/s1600-h/colours-of-holi.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443641464701767442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S4uzEgwizxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eDcyY71BBk0/s320/colours-of-holi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May you enjoy every second of it.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May You eat lots of Gujias.....mathri....puran poli's.....chuda...etc etc....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;May Your stomachs' diameter increases so that the suface area for the person who puts colour on you would become more and in that case you would make him more happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;May you do all naughty things...and you are not recognised for ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;May you look like a Colourful parrot...and all your friends come to see you..and say...."hey hi yeh tu hi hai kya, kabootar,,,??????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;May you brush your teeth properly to have that sparkling effect once you smile....Your teeth having a border and shading of mixed awesome colours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;May you don't have to bear the expenses of colouring your hair...as it will be borne by your friends...at the end of the day you will see your hair .....multicoloured....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And at the end...No space for more colour....No space for more of modern painting....you are fulll your skin is fulll....and you go to have a bath...and here you get a nice warm welcome....Sorry no pani......No water in the tanki......:-() &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sorry to all folks.....but this happened to my friend today..hihihihi.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyways Enjoy....On a serious Note-Which song you sing the most when you think of this colourful festival.......??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443640807581195362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S4uyeQyynGI/AAAAAAAAAEY/oBIZi-JSyqo/s320/holi11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-6685500646020708688?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/6685500646020708688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-holi.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6685500646020708688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6685500646020708688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-holi.html' title='HAPPY HOLI'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S4uzEgwizxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/eDcyY71BBk0/s72-c/colours-of-holi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-5754078759466687222</id><published>2010-02-24T14:58:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:17:30.951+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God help us. wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Finding A Partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Without making a effort can anyone find a partner for self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Baaton se hi toh baat banti hia ..hai na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My brother, for whom we are looking for a perfect bride, is a Doctor of 30 years of age. We have registered his name under many marriage bureaus. We keep on looking the desirable matches and often contact them. But to tell you, this match finding is such a tiresome job. We have got many good proposals, but I don’t understand why these proposals are in the waiting list. (You guys, I tell you take so much time in thinking...&lt;em&gt;decision toh door ki baat&lt;/em&gt;). But may be, sometimes we find the Kundli unsuitable and sometimes the girl. Or may be the right match hasn’t arrived. Here I am talking about the arrange marriage as he has not yet found anyoneon his own...atleast I am unaware of it..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My bro who is running his own clinic needs a working partner who should understand him and his family (such a common line…hai na) he needs a good looking, well qualified girl. (Obviously which man doesn’t?) The problem is, the one which my parents choose, he doesn’t like her. And vice versa. :-( Such a fed-up situation. Why cant a god give a sign that yes yes yes….he/she is the only one? (koi flower should fall in her palms or into her chunni) Then this unnecessary search time would be reduced. Simple. waise bhi it's said "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;marriages are made in heaven"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...then dear God just once you convey the signal and rest all will be taken care by us. But Contrary to the above Bold, italic  line their is one more line to think upon&lt;strong&gt; "no pain no gain"&lt;/strong&gt; ( who wrote all this, such an anti-quotes)...So again the same process.....continues....:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But seriously guys I am thinking of the day when my bhabhi will come and I will sit with her, talk to her, do something for her, help her, go shopping with her, play with my nephew and niece(well long time for that…but I can think,,right ). I am looking forward to that wonderful day of celebrations and enjoyment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope for the best match…..All the Best Bro!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope you get the world’s best girl….and I too get the world’s best bhabhi. :-))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-5754078759466687222?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/5754078759466687222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/finding-partner.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5754078759466687222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5754078759466687222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/finding-partner.html' title='Finding A Partner'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-233152743319074620</id><published>2010-02-24T14:26:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:56:58.744+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need an explanation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><title type='text'>Think &amp; Tell</title><content type='html'>Hi all.... few days before I read one line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Life is simple , not easy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                 I found this quote very interesting, containing a great amount of wisdom.Then I thought of finding the examples for it.So started thinking......... Hmmmm...lots of mental exercise is going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     ............and the thinking process is still goign on......................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can anyone explain this line to me ...plzzzzzzzzzzz?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-233152743319074620?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/233152743319074620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/think-tell.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/233152743319074620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/233152743319074620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/think-tell.html' title='Think &amp; Tell'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1532179074010513775</id><published>2010-02-21T23:15:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:19:08.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just like dat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Did U like my blog's face?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a long time I thought of changing my blog's Template...and fortunately this was the one which got uploaded. I am not the software person , moreover, I did this after so many days that today I forgot the procedure of uploading it. :-) . But how could my blog be with an old face? We too go to parlours for our maintanence... and then why not my blog need a renovation in its appearance...??? hia na..??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So this is how it looks....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I liked it ...as my favourite colour is blue...and the beauty of nature adds spark to it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1532179074010513775?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1532179074010513775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-u-like-my-blogs-face.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1532179074010513775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1532179074010513775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/did-u-like-my-blogs-face.html' title='Did U like my blog&apos;s face?'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-6834042738601870519</id><published>2010-02-13T13:56:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:22:39.192+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Capital'/><title type='text'>HIIIIIII alll</title><content type='html'>Oh I am so excited to come back on my Blog. Long time I dint visit it…and also didn’t check others posts too. Today I will definitely. Everyday I thought of sharing my daily happenings with you all but couldn’t as the only thing which runs in my mind is SCHOOL. To inform you all, we are in the education industry since 1999 and now we are shifting our base to a new location. A new BIG building with better looking face, fresh feeling, and more interesting/educative features. Building a school is not a small affair. (infact, lots of affairs are involved in it). I know you all will agree to it. But just by agreeing will not make you realize the ups &amp;amp; downs; the pain &amp;amp; the pleasure of this new journey. So dear all here I am here to share, spread and spill the thoughts, experiences and my judgments on the topic SCHOOL. What a school needs???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt;, you have to have a lot of CAPITAL (of course). You start a venture &amp;amp; you create a budget in suppose 2007. As the time passes you see your expenses have exceeded your budget. And your building is just 60% complete (hmmmmm….).And you now start thinking about the expenditure involved decorations and interiors of the hall, class etc. oh!! again the same thing......from where to find a real meaningful Money Plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second&lt;/strong&gt;, All the LEGAL FORMALITIES: This is what I don’t like. There are so many clauses, sub clauses. Truly all are bouncers for me. Thanks to my hubby that we ladies don’t have to step out of the home for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third&lt;/strong&gt; all the BASIC NEEDS: Water, electricity, drainage etc.. hmm nice na. Well to create water boring, might take Rs 2 lacs. It is your luck to get it in one chance. Unfortunately we were not. Thrice we did and succeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth&lt;/strong&gt;, ADVERTISEMENTS &amp;amp; PUBLICITY: Thanks to my friend who really helped and guided me with his ideas. &amp;amp; all free of cost….so nice…We gave the ads on TV, Banners, distributed Palmplets.We made 10000 palmplets thinking its enough. But no man its not….its very less. We are now again ordering for the more. Hey suggestions on this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifth&lt;/strong&gt;, INFRASTRUCTURE: It’s necessary right!! (Well like any other above mentioned). Hey here I want to thank the Govt who is acting well this time. All the roads are being constructed properly which can provide a safe, fast, smooth &amp;amp; non-vibrating way to school. Happy Parents…hai na. Great Road Towards Success….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sixth&lt;/strong&gt;, FURNITURE etc: Tables, chairs, water cooler, blackboard, teacher staff, management people, telephone, computers, and many other things like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seventh,&lt;/strong&gt; ADMISSIONS: The most important thing (and this make me happy). Parents coming with their child for admission give me a sense of satisfaction. Well students are the essentials of the school…without whom no use…hai na.??? Hey but when they ask stupid questions like what’s the difference between this and another school. (uffff. The same old traditional question) I feel like asking the same question to their child also. But I can’t (tragedy). But some day I will ask them. Let my day come. Right now Beggars can’t be choosers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eighth&lt;/strong&gt;, SCHEMES: giving concessions on fees, chocolates to children, luring them to come – join our school .hihihi. What all one has to do? Convincing the parents to admit their children in our school, as we provide the safe environment and strong base of education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninth&lt;/strong&gt;, OPENING CEREMONY: may be held in July, but my opening speech is ready. Waiting for that grand day…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tenth&lt;/strong&gt;, LIVING UPTO THE EXPECTATIONS: As I already told our school’s age is 10 yrs. We are known as a good institution and maintaining this reputation and goodwill is an important task. But we really feel like a baby, though not a new born. But yes who can crawl and desperately wants to stand on it's feet and run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WISH US LUCK ……………………………………………………&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-6834042738601870519?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/6834042738601870519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/hiiiiiii-alll.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6834042738601870519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6834042738601870519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/02/hiiiiiii-alll.html' title='HIIIIIII alll'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7367634977290431234</id><published>2010-01-15T14:12:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-15T16:43:49.303+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><title type='text'>3 Idiots.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;I know I am late in this, still wanted to share the movie "3 Idiots" with you all...with the great hype and positive reviews, I and my hubby went to watch it in the hall, after having anxiously waited for the tickets for about 3 weeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;We both went there with very high spirits and enthusiasm....and were very happy thinking its good to be late than never...It was Thursday, yet the hall was crowded....I am not used of seeing such a huge crowd turning up for any movie in the place like Bhilai....and that also during weekdays. But it was nice realising that we were not the only one who were deprived from watching the movie earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Ok now coming to movie...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My first opinion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - it's a great movie with a great theme...I liked everyone's performance...and even my sweet Kareena's too....She looks so cute in those specs.....I know many of you don't like her but I find her very admirable....every actor has ended up doing their roles perfectly. It has a good humor in between. But unfortunately, at the end of the film there is no solid scene which occupies my mind...:-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Yes, I know that there was a serious issue being dictated in it....but in bits and parts.....I question when will this Reel life going to meet the Real life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;My son, since the time of his birth, is being told that he has to take care of the business of his father. His future is pre-thought and pre-decided without his prior consent. Many a times I have refused the idea, saying ,"no, he will do whatever he wishes to do" but everytime I got the same response "then who will take care of all these things", "he has to succeed his father"...hmmmm....well aren't we cutting his freedom of thoughts and actions....this is not only in our case but many....still white collared jobs are the favourite...why do we act like Boss...I still can't forget when one of my aquaintace tried to commit suicide....as her father wanted her to become CA, and she was so much inclined towards Arts.....(Is Suicide an eye opener for parents?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Secondly, the system in which we are studying...we are mainly concerned with the other's marks, rather than ourselves....we are more anxious in knowing what the other guy is doing, whether he is earning more than me?....whether he has a car?, whether he travels by plane? etc.....such issues are so much in our mind that we just waste 60% of our times worrying the same....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;I remember once I was asked, that why are we opening a school, when you have everything?? I never had thought this question would ever be put to me...Well, its just that we already have a school and now we are shifting the same into a new big building....not because we have nothing but to maintain or infcat raise the present level of living....every person wants to be occupied in some or the other way...and I am liking it :-) but yes we all are much more worried with the success of the school rather than enjoying this state....but I think it's a human nature...had we not been thinking of this threat , it would have been unnatural condition..right...??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000066;"&gt;Well coming to the movie...:-) (which I feel I had drifted from it a little)...Simple - It couldnt take my heart away.....It was just like any other movie(hmm.....can say little better)....yes the feel was good....but sorry all, did'nt impress me ...... I wanted something extra from the whole movie...I was waiting for that extra punch for the whole 3 hrs....but was disapointed a little....You know I am still telling my heart...to feel good for the movie...but my mind is not letting me feel that......I missed that tickel in my bones .......and this was my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Second Opinion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7367634977290431234?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7367634977290431234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7367634977290431234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7367634977290431234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-idiots.html' title='3 Idiots.....'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-4741296808579689111</id><published>2010-01-13T14:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:59:04.703+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairy tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality'/><title type='text'>Why life is not a Fairy Tale???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Have you ever thought why life is not a Fairy Tale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well what if you get those three basic things food, clothing and shelter without any work done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Imagine, you living in a big palace, having 100's of servants working under you. At your command they provide anything &amp;amp; everything to you. You have top class clothes for you. Lavish life style. Great varieties of food daily at lunch &amp;amp; at night; your holidays are spent in the great surroundings of beautiful nature amidst hills or beach which ever you choose. You stay in 7-star hotel everytime and there are 100's of people taking care of you, escorting you, and acting upon your wishes. Ahhh!!! too good....what else one would ask for??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425556442479287234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0ty1q7PW8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wN7u-EwUjRY/s320/snow-fairy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey wait. This thought can not only come to you. It can come to anyone. Yes anyone. Now suppose God gives this chance to everyone. And now think, in your big Palace, you are alone(of course you have a family, but they themselves have their own set of wishes and have shifted to a new big palace of their own)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;You have no servant. No TV. No magazines. Reason - because everyone is now the king of oneself. They do not wish to work now. They have a grand and luxurious life. No music for obvious reasons. No food as there will be no one to cook. Next, You go out on a tour and you find 7- star hotels but mind you, you are your own host and you have to serve yourself. You yourself are the waiter and the customer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Obviously this will be the case if everyone gets what he/she wants. Who will work then? Well it's just a hypothetical thought. We work hard to get such pleasures. And when we get these materialistic things or the beautiful moments, we feel like we are fairies ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;You know when I bought my first mobile out of my salary, I was proud of myself. Whatever things I bought out of my income are so precious to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;So all you folks, rather than living in a fairy's world, come in the real world, full of excitement of all kinds. We have a &lt;em&gt;bhel puri&lt;/em&gt; here of all the good times and worse times. And we with our deeds make the most of our good and try to lessen the bad. Even God help those who help themselves.....Right????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-4741296808579689111?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/4741296808579689111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-life-is-not-fairy-tale.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4741296808579689111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4741296808579689111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/why-life-is-not-fairy-tale.html' title='Why life is not a Fairy Tale???'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0ty1q7PW8I/AAAAAAAAAD4/wN7u-EwUjRY/s72-c/snow-fairy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-4923284549096287991</id><published>2010-01-10T17:56:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-11T11:27:55.197+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bachpan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Dil toh Baccha hai ji...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0nTLGyoJrI/AAAAAAAAADw/eDHX9_0FpSc/s1600-h/kids1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425099413899454130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0nTLGyoJrI/AAAAAAAAADw/eDHX9_0FpSc/s320/kids1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuch dino se ye gana mere jubaan mein chadha hai...."DIl to baccha hai ji....."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DIL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is really wants to be a bacha sometimes. And I have that kid still in me...yes really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to tell you all that I still play with kids who are not more than 6- 7 yrs....I enjoy playing anything with them even antakshari. They don't understand my old songs and I dont remeber the new song's lyrics. and I just hum with them...but it's a great game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy cartoons. Specially Tom and Jerry. I love to lough out loud with my son, Neil. All credit goes to him for introducing more and more cartoon characters to me as I only knew few. The added ones are Doremon, chota bheem , Richie Rich, Pokemon, etc etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still like to sleep with my mother in her arms ..like my kid loves. Irrespective of the fact that my kid does'nt like me getting near my mother.. (He thinks his mother is for him only). (hmm...but somtimes i have be a mother too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still laugh out loud without caring who is watching my unalligned set of teeth ....:-)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still like jumping in joy, and I also make Neil jump with me.(he must be amused to see his mother in this state).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still like hiding myself behind the doors and screaming into the ears of the person entering the room and making fun of him if he is scared by my devil act....poor man.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, once I with my hubby, made one guy so scared that he was about to get a heart attack but thanks to our gentle man's and gentle lady's heart that we just spared him. And yes I will share this incident in you later in my next post, as right now dont have time as the kid in me not letting me sit at one place for a longer time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey but before going, tell me, do you still have that kiddy kid in you? In this stressful life, do you think you should be a carefree child sometimes????Well I do think.....afterall, &lt;em&gt;Dil toh baccha hai ji......!!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425099263154480866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0nTCVOOZuI/AAAAAAAAADo/gL8lsM1NTDQ/s320/babycomputer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I looking like this now???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-4923284549096287991?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/4923284549096287991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/dil-toh-baccha-hai-ji.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4923284549096287991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4923284549096287991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/dil-toh-baccha-hai-ji.html' title='Dil toh Baccha hai ji...............'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0nTLGyoJrI/AAAAAAAAADw/eDHX9_0FpSc/s72-c/kids1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-680668090580386835</id><published>2010-01-05T11:41:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T20:30:22.276+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage........ No....Yes.....YES!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0MNZqYohjI/AAAAAAAAADM/1W2BG4hAkKc/s1600-h/marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423193110809708082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0MNZqYohjI/AAAAAAAAADM/1W2BG4hAkKc/s320/marriage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the past few months I have seen boys and girls getting skeptical about marriage. In recent conversation with one of my friend, I found that he is very scared to lose his freedom and space after tying a knot. I tried to make him understand that, this is a myth and is not true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Unfortunately, it’s not him only who has this misconception but many others too. Girls are too concerned with their freedom. They feel they will have to sacrifice their work, their money and their independence just for the sake of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it’s true that there is a cut on your freedom, but why we should think the negative part of it. There are many good things that come in the package called - Marriage. In these 4.5 yrs of my marriage I have come across lots of bad and good. Many times I have bowed down and many times my partner has sacrificed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;G(husband) has given me my freedom and I have given him his space. But yes many times we have fights but which relation doesn’t have? But at the end of the day we smile and forget about the negativity amongst us. After all what we want in the old age; a company, a good partner, a good support which one can expect through marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, many a times I have thought I should not have got married, as I missed the entire fun all which I had earlier. But can’t forget the fun which is part of my life now. It’s said past is past and live the present. Why to think about the past when you are still enjoying. I am fortunate to get the good in my life…good background and good family and good husband and in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0MWMPkHl3I/AAAAAAAAADU/gBOMyhrzHIE/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423202775876474738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0MWMPkHl3I/AAAAAAAAADU/gBOMyhrzHIE/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many good things beyond the dark side of marriage. But yes till the time one gets a good and suitable prospect, one can enjoy one's so called freedom. But never have negative feelings for marriage. Believe me it’s not that bad. And yes Marriages are made in heaven but maintenance must be done on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-680668090580386835?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/680668090580386835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-past-few-months-i-have-seen-boys-and.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/680668090580386835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/680668090580386835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-past-few-months-i-have-seen-boys-and.html' title='Marriage........ No....Yes.....YES!!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/S0MNZqYohjI/AAAAAAAAADM/1W2BG4hAkKc/s72-c/marriage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7082799698925429585</id><published>2010-01-04T11:33:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:52:42.573+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><title type='text'>Don't sit idle, mom!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;This is what my kid tells me everytime....(His thinking mind: Hey, mom u sitting idle, come let me make you  work....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;5mins over , 10 mins past ...where is Neil? i had to get up from my chair ( i was blogging that time) ...hmmmm....went down stairs and heard my maid getting irritated at Neil..Y? I looked down and i just couldnt stop grinning in frustration.....their was a black and white mixture, fallen on the floor....the mixture was of sugar(white) and mustard (black) seeds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Can u think of differentiating the two after this?..........well it was a hard task..but how can I bow down on such mischief of his......so had to take the challenge .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;I, with my maid's help, separated as much possible and then washed those mustard ....sugar got dissolved and mustard got separated...and the left mixture, which contained more sugar, I use it while making tea... :-) hey but the tea's taste is not effected. :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;This was my first task given to me by my son in the start of 2010, which I think I managed well...:-)..but dear not looking for more like these...hushhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7082799698925429585?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7082799698925429585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-sit-idle-mom.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7082799698925429585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7082799698925429585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-sit-idle-mom.html' title='Don&apos;t sit idle, mom!!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-3706943718405890</id><published>2010-01-01T12:54:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T12:32:31.369+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>Pleasant Start</title><content type='html'>1st Jan 2010....Thanks, for bringing a great start of the year. At 12 am we cut the cake....and celebrated with lots of crackers and fireworks... it was really a nice start enjoying with all our friends and kids...&lt;br /&gt;Morning was quiet lazy....for a change no work , just lying idle on the bed and relaxing as we had slept at 3.30 am...still got up early but dint want to step out of the bed....Husband had planned to go out for lunch ..so no cooking also...this was a very good idea for me as it motivated me to relax more inside my cozy blanket....:-) all what i worked was for my son....altogether it was a nice holiday for me....&lt;br /&gt;Its said that what you do on the first day of the new year ...u continue doing that.....so as my start was quiet lazy, but I know i will not get that first day again...:-) (everytime a person can't have a rest time...rite)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-3706943718405890?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/3706943718405890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/pleasant-start.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3706943718405890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3706943718405890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2010/01/pleasant-start.html' title='Pleasant Start'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-1854299987504430490</id><published>2009-12-31T18:39:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:23:54.666+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>2010 - I Welcome U</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello everyone........By the time u will read this post new year would have set in.....So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to all of you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has just flown away ....and another new time has come...to experience joys, sorrows, love, care, etc. Last year was filled with all the emotions like these. But I wish this time new year brings more n more happiness to me and to all of us.....to all our near and dear ones....to our family... to our friends....to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 had shown many things like recession, and inflation...being a family person I could see the effect in our lives too...though many good things happned as well....(I started sharing my views through Blog :-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 expectations&lt;/strong&gt;: many...... I wish the success in all fronts... I wish our new school reaches the heights of success.....facing all the challenges bravely and confidently.....learning new things....and working out things perfectly.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband gets so much work that he gifts me a Diamond :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is blessed with good health, happiness and longevity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is list of wishes and expectations from this new cycle of 365 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to welcome 2010 with a positive feeling accepting whatever it gives to me and I see it with lot of pleasant surprises, lots of new relations (strengthening the present relations too), emotions, attitude and approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray we all get whatever we want... Wishing You All A Great, Amzing, Thrilling, Lovely And Wonderful 2010..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Always keep SMILING))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-1854299987504430490?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/1854299987504430490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-i-welcome-u.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1854299987504430490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/1854299987504430490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/2010-i-welcome-u.html' title='2010 - I Welcome U'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7438266068029729864</id><published>2009-12-27T12:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T12:44:24.460+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Can't live without you</title><content type='html'>Few days before, I read one interesting article. I would like you to read it as it’s very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;One day every organ of a body complained to stomach and asked, “Do you do any work or just eat and eat? And here we all work whole time. You also have to work else we all will go in different direction”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stomach answered,” How can you say that? I also work”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening his answer legs said to other organs, “He doesn’t work but just eat. From now we will not go anywhere in search of food for it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands said, “We will also not open our fingers for him”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mouth said, “I will not swallow a single piece of food”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeth also promised not to chew anything for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this every organ decided to go on a mass strike. Resulting in weakness in every part of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legs couldn’t walk and fingers couldn’t move. Mouth repented on the strike and said, “This is all because we did strike. We could have avoided it. It would be better if we return to work.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every organ started their work again and in few days everything became normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it was stomach’s turn to speak, “Have you understood now what my work is? I give you all the nutritive juices due to which you get strength”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7438266068029729864?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7438266068029729864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-live-without-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7438266068029729864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7438266068029729864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-live-without-you.html' title='Can&apos;t live without you'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-6260278860188275667</id><published>2009-12-27T12:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-27T13:22:32.458+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy days'/><title type='text'>An enjoyable dinner</title><content type='html'>(I wrote this post on 25th morning but couldn’t post it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, after a long time I went for a long-long drive.  Well first off all Merry X-Mas.&lt;br /&gt;One this day every year we go to club to enjoy, eat and dance. But this time we couldn’t go as we dint get the passes.  It was sad time… but as its said whatever happens, happens for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband had planned somethingelse. He took me on a long drive on the highway to a ‘dhaba’. And I love going there. At night driving on the highway after so many days was very nice and exciting.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The food was great the ambience was nice. Moreover we also watched INDIA- SRILANKA match on TV, which was like an icing on the cake. We won also. (Just coz I watched it after so many days) :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I will not mind, not going to club. As I know there will be more happeningthing at the other end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-6260278860188275667?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/6260278860188275667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/enjoyable-dinner.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6260278860188275667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/6260278860188275667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/enjoyable-dinner.html' title='An enjoyable dinner'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-12760315327220985</id><published>2009-12-24T14:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:07:27.793+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><title type='text'>Naughty Days are going on n on.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;When I entered my bed room today what i saw ............Neil sitting on my bed’s side table looked at me and smiled. (&lt;em&gt;Always remember when a kid looks at you with a smile, and then there is something wrong for sure&lt;/em&gt;). I went near him and saw the whole bottle of almond oil was spilt over the glass table. Oh my lord, I cried. Well this was the second time he did this. Earlier when he was just 1 yr old without knowing what he is doing. But today it was an interesting game for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oil was on his hands, face everywhere. On top of it, he was cleaning the table with his oily hands. (He knew his mother is there to clean at the end) but he wanted to help me. (&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Dear&lt;/span&gt; son, I don’t want such helps from your side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;In a busy morning you don't wish such things to happen which take so much time form your busy schedule. The moment I saw this I wanted to just hit him. But felt that there is no use as he doesn’t know the mistake of his. I told him his mistake and made him hold his ears till the time I cleaned that oily place. And he was quiet amused to see all this…:-). Obviously I know he might not have realised his mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-12760315327220985?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/12760315327220985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/naughty-days-are-going-on-n-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/12760315327220985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/12760315327220985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/naughty-days-are-going-on-n-on.html' title='Naughty Days are going on n on.....'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-3139125073568537401</id><published>2009-12-24T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:31:56.222+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kid&apos;s Zone'/><title type='text'>Demands unlimited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since my childhood I have got what I wanted. I remember I never had too many demands though. When I got to know the meaning of birthday I demanded Maggie as a gift (which was so easy for my parents to give). :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I desired to have a doll I got a Barbie, with a living room set. As far as I can recall my next demand was when my graduation was over, I wished to join MBA. And again my wish was granted. From then and now I think my words have never been fallen down. I know this was because my demands were real and approachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now take my kids case. Tuesday he demanded for a cake, and unfortunately one day before it was finished. The moment he got to know it’s finished, he started crying like someone has slapped him terribly. The whole home members got up on their toes and started wondering what to do now!!! As the markets remain close here on Tuesdays and at home also cake would have taken about 1 hr to get ready. But as we all know what are grand parents made of. They can’t even see the single drop of water in their grand child’s eyes and that time the situation was very week. Dadaji immediately took his car and went in search of a cake. After about 10- 15 mins he returned, and presented the cake to him. And with no surprise (to me at least), kid just smiled and ran away into another direction. We were left with no choice but to look at each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A growing child has many demands, like games, choices in food; choices in clothes…..yes choices in clothes. Neil, my son when was just 2 yrs. We went to buy his birthday dress in a shop. We literally had to ask him whether he will wear that particular dress or not. If he liked it, he said yes. If he dint, he cried to try out another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I roll the chapattis, he takes one stool and stands on it near me. He just doesn’t want to see what I am doing but also he wants to take that dough and start rolling. If not given, then u can imagine by now what he will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, he loves mouth fresheners like saunf, cloves, etc. He wants it at any time of the day/night. You know this time also he is sitting beside me and asking the same. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzMRab6MWXI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZFY6ZvrxK7s/s1600-h/DSC04386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418693922522945906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzMRab6MWXI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZFY6ZvrxK7s/s320/DSC04386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think these are very less demands…read more to know him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has addiction of mobiles. He wants everyone’s mobiles. Till now we had bought 4 new mobiles, just because every time he takes our mobile and after sometime we it dipped in the glass full of water or in a bucket filled with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I wear him new clothes, he every time wishes to got a hotel. There is one big hotel in our city. He recognizes it form a long distance. If the car is not turned towards it, he screams, “papa hotel-hotel”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is the starting; we will have to face more of these often. No worries. But I can feel the diversity of demands in my time and this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hey dont go by his looks he is veyr naughty.....:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzMRab6MWXI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZFY6ZvrxK7s/s1600-h/DSC04386.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-3139125073568537401?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/3139125073568537401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/demands-unlimited.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3139125073568537401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3139125073568537401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/demands-unlimited.html' title='Demands unlimited'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzMRab6MWXI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZFY6ZvrxK7s/s72-c/DSC04386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-4517856759363494663</id><published>2009-12-22T17:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:07:10.817+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paranormal World'/><title type='text'>REINCARNATION - Truth or not ????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few days before a new show on Reincarnation has been started. It come on NDTV imagine. Many people come and get the information about their past lives. Many celebrities have also come. There is one Dr. who by her words takes them into their previous births. Lot of information is collected to solve the problems he/she faces in this birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzC8hUG527I/AAAAAAAAABw/ljukBeR33g4/s1600-h/imagesCA652MII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418037632246078386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzC8hUG527I/AAAAAAAAABw/ljukBeR33g4/s320/imagesCA652MII.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question is – &lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does a man have a rebirth?&lt;br /&gt;Does a soul migrate from one life time to another?&lt;br /&gt;Can he recollect the memories of his past life?&lt;br /&gt;Do we have to pay for our bad deeds done in earlier life?&lt;br /&gt;Are our earlier relatives still with us in our present lives, just by changing relations of that time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Can we&lt;/font&gt; wish anything now for our next birth?&lt;br /&gt;When this rebirth does happen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it happen?&lt;br /&gt;Is our next birth dependent on our karmas of the present life?&lt;br /&gt;Above all, does it rule out the believe that after death, one goes to heaven or hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;There are so many questions running in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It is said that if a person wished something at the time of his death then that person gets a rebirth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my aaji (grandmother) used to say that if you do good then you get a birth of human otherwise you become an animal. If this way it goes, then all animals were bad humans and all humans were good animals. But as per the show all those who have come, have some kind of fear in them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one lady died in an aero plane so in this birth she is very afraid to sit in it.&lt;br /&gt;Another, Monika Bedi lost her husband in a truck accident in her previous birth and at the death moment he said “phir milenge” and she thinks that she has met him in her present life(though subconsciously also she didn’t tell his name), which sometimes make me think …is all fake things going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mil says that my husband has got a rebirth. Once in his childhood, everyone went to Konark Temple. Reaching there he recognized every part of it…he knew every nook and corner of the temple, which surprised everyone in the family as no one from the family had visited that place before. This incident again brings me to same question, Does it really happen?? If yes then:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Am I also reincarnated?&lt;br /&gt;What was I in my previous births?&lt;br /&gt;After how many years I have got this birth?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Did i do something wrong? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;which i think I have not, going by my aaji's theory.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;Do I have a fear of anything? &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;hmm...insects...so??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, What’s the purpose of this birth? &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Like Rishi Kapoor had in the film 'Karz' and SRK had in the film 'Om Shanti Om'.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I often wish to know all these, but am scared to know coz, if I had done something wrong then that can effect my present life. So without thinking I will agree to one of my friend's opinion that it only gives tesion when one knows it. Hence no quest to know mine.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;But still this whole thing mounts up the interest in me to know more. And if given a chance what would one want to be in next birth? You tell your's…….but you will have to go to heaven not hell. I think this choice of choosing an option would be provided to those only. So start acting nicely. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzC82d3-oPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8AhFcECBvzY/s1600-h/imagesCAPAMD8T.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418037995645083890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzC82d3-oPI/AAAAAAAAAB4/8AhFcECBvzY/s320/imagesCAPAMD8T.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-4517856759363494663?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/4517856759363494663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/reincarnation-truth-or-not.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4517856759363494663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4517856759363494663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/reincarnation-truth-or-not.html' title='REINCARNATION - Truth or not ????'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SzC8hUG527I/AAAAAAAAABw/ljukBeR33g4/s72-c/imagesCA652MII.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-4629411684885790185</id><published>2009-12-22T14:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:08:39.398+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><title type='text'>Obsessions of life</title><content type='html'>Obsessions of my life are so many...I likeand love so many things that they get into my regular routine..if not daily then weekely...the below mentioned are my loveable activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EATING : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its my weekness. I love eating, though not a glutton, but can't resist sometimes. Idli being my favourite;can eat at any odd time of the day. Paobhaji, noodles (which many a times, i ask my hubby to bring at home even after dinner), gol gappe ( my uncle used to call it Circular talkes), cakes pastries, pastas( my new loved dish), rajma, Mcd Burger( which I get only in Delhi). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travelling:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; O dear hubby , plz take me somewhere. Long time no travel. I love going to different places and enjoying the climate, the nature, food etc etc..what not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love every type of sensible music which is melodious for my ears and soul. Lyrics attract me more. I listen while cooking, eating sleeping, while cleaning, etc, even when I am in bathroom I take my mobile to play any song depending upon my mood :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love watching romantic, horror, thrill, comedy, fulltu time pass movies also. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Shopping:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well every girl likes it and thankfully my husband also doesn't stop me loving my this love. Whenever I go to Delhi I always come back back with two more bags with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Computer games:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I become a kid while palying PC games. It has stopped a little for the time being, but any time this obsession can hit me again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Internet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Now blogging being the new bug in my mind. It has become a new love for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exercising:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I think this obsession will help me to reduce my fat, that accumulates after eating so much :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last but not the least... I am self obessesd coz of various reasons...:-)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-4629411684885790185?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/4629411684885790185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/obsessions-of-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4629411684885790185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/4629411684885790185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/obsessions-of-life.html' title='Obsessions of life'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-3154743155370153729</id><published>2009-12-19T14:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:57:58.509+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><title type='text'>Oh Winters - Miss u dear!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;That red face of mine, those watery eyes, that foggy climate.uuu...brought shivers to my bone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waking up late in the mornings coz the sun didn't feel to show up its light....and if by chance I woke up early, din't feel like closing my eyes again coz this season had beautiful mornings. Dew drops on the grass and leaves made me fresh even without having washed my face..:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the afternoons, if the sun becomes merciful, we used to go to the terrace to eat oranges and gauvas. Lying down their thinking Vitamin D is better for health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Touching our pals with the chilled hands on their open parts. Having hot coffee with hot samosas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rubbing my palms thinking when summers gonaa come. (ironicall though)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking in the streets of CP, during X-mas time and till the new year, in those chilly nights... finding warmth in the roadside lights, which beautified every street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping tightly, hugging my mother in one blanket...getting the best warmth I could get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                              Oh Winters - I miss u dear!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(note: After marriage I have been staying in CG where winters dont fall but only thought off)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-3154743155370153729?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/3154743155370153729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-winters-miss-u-dear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3154743155370153729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3154743155370153729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-winters-miss-u-dear.html' title='Oh Winters - Miss u dear!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-2676335215249465399</id><published>2009-12-17T19:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:43:30.079+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><title type='text'>Have I gone CRAZYY??</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I couldnt sleep till 3.30 in the night. Why??? Because I was thinking on various topics. For?? To write in my blog. Obviously.:-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mind was so much occupied with different subjects which I never thought of. There were rushes of topics going on in my mind. My mind had become a grafitti. At such a late hour, I took my diary and noted all the thoughts which arrived at my mind station (late night arrivals).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After working so late also(as I call it...my work), I got up early in the morning at 6.30 am with a nice feeling ...of? of blogging ofcourse..:-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think i have gone mad, crazy ....havn't I?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-2676335215249465399?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/2676335215249465399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-i-gone-crazyy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2676335215249465399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/2676335215249465399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-i-gone-crazyy.html' title='Have I gone CRAZYY??'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-3814911033052148807</id><published>2009-12-17T15:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:11:30.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>Superstition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been taught to follow the truth which can be scientifically or logically proved. I am fortunate that my family has never given importance to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘billi rasta kaat gayi; chhikkna, kala dhaga’ and the most common ‘ nazar lagna’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nazar lagna&lt;/em&gt; being the most common acceptable belief amongst the society has somehow influenced my thinking in some ways. If one is beautiful,&lt;em&gt;ek kala tika&lt;/em&gt;; if one is going to start a new work, dahi khilana. .If one is good at something he catches an evil eye….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't understanding the funda at all. Then one day I was blessed with a baby boy. Like every mother I wanted him to be healthy and happy. At continuous cries of his, made everyone think that he had caught a bad eye. Then all the process of taking out that &lt;em&gt;nazar&lt;/em&gt; used to take place. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often wonder how was my life so simple before, when all these believes were not there with me…and I still managed to live a happy life and now after a baby why am I trusting these things, which are not scientifically proven. (Is my education telling me not to believe it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now slowly and slowly, I have also started thinking like the society. Now I think twice before praising him, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kisi ne nazar lag gayi toh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the basic human thinking or views don’t change so easily. I sometimes find myself on T-point, one where you are a superstitious and another where you are not. Though in doubt, I would still like to choose the second road.  Mat be beacause of my upbringing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-3814911033052148807?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/3814911033052148807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/superstition.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3814911033052148807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/3814911033052148807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/superstition.html' title='Superstition'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-8566843240764301240</id><published>2009-12-17T15:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:11:30.059+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>Imbalances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;India is the largest populated country. Rich in culture and heritage. It has rich minerals and a large base of agriculture. After 60 yrs of independence we have developed a lot. Statisticaly our progress graph is rising high and high. Our human resource is valued abroad too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like "&lt;em&gt;diya tale andhera&lt;/em&gt;", there are lots of area where we are lacking. Today two men came to our home. They work in the Govt school. They gave us the inside story that they have not been paid for about 7 months. I know that these are not the only people who dont get their respective salaries but there are many more. Sometimes they dont get paid for about 1.5- 2 yrs. (Kadva sach) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people borrow the money from their friends and live(not earn) their lively hood. Have to fill the stomachs of their family members in the limited pay or without pay. Sometimes in worse case they have to sell the property and also lead to home violence. Such a miserable state. Where the prices are mounting high day by day a portion of the population are still striving hard to get their basic necessities. (and people like us are never satisfied with whatever luxuries we have).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand , few months before ,I read in newspaper that one person was caught throwing notes in the municiple dustbin...just because he had too much money to handle. Such an monetray imbalance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is any power to control this one sided money inflow, i wish it gets its charge as quickly as possible. This was one of the point India lags in ...will come up with many more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-8566843240764301240?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/8566843240764301240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/imbalances.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/8566843240764301240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/8566843240764301240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/imbalances.html' title='Imbalances'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7122141568869612985</id><published>2009-12-17T15:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:15:34.675+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><title type='text'>My Heart cries out.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As in my earlier post I mentioned about the monetary imbalance. Cotinuing on the same, I feel sad and ashamed when :- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i see sucides being committed by our farmers, because of land reasons, inability to pay loans, wastage of the farm yeilds etc. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hear the news of women being molested in trains, airoplanes etc. Heart is filled with anger and agony. Few dogs dont even care to abuse our foreign guests. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i see little children begging at railway station, parks etc. (remembered Slumdog...) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;we pay taxes and still we dont get the basic things like electricity and water.&lt;br /&gt;i see the worst roads, filled with gutter water etc. and instant repairing of those before the minister's arrival. Such a fake people. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hear about terrorists attack. I really feel the pain and anger in me. I pray to god for peace in the country. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;when i see human violence for no big issue... and issue just being the religion. i dont understand why our ancestors created this religion thing.....they should have got the futuristic attitude..... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope we as a responsible citizen, make few good changes within ourselves and the society.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7122141568869612985?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7122141568869612985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-heart-cries-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7122141568869612985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7122141568869612985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-heart-cries-out.html' title='My Heart cries out.......'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-5677191468761012690</id><published>2009-12-13T15:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:11:28.922+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><title type='text'>Innocence in demand or not!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>"mere ghar ke bagal mein jo ghar tha mein wahan rehti thi"? was the answer given by the sweet little 5 yrs old girl who had just come to our neighbourhoodwhen i asked her the question,"where were u staying in Allahabad?". This answer was quick, smart yet innocent. I was stunned and amazed to hear such answer and I dnt think I would ever be able to forget this spontaneous one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil, my 2 yrs old goes to school, in Play Group. One day he was not willing to go, and do u know at this age, would you believe wat reason did he give for not going was,"bahar barish, bag futta"('futta'being his pet word used often by him when somethign falls down or breaks) as it was raining that day, so he instantly found a reason, throwing a concern for his bag. I wonder from where these little kids get there brain. In our school days I remember we used to do whatever our parents or teachers used to tell without questiong or reasioning them. Can we say we were more innocent or simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more incident i would like to share with you all. I was travelling in a train, when i heard one father saying, these days kids should be like Krishna and not Ram. The reason being Ram is believed to walk on the paths of truth, whereas krishna had a clever walk. i understud that father's words that he wanted his son to be clever;wherein our parents taught us to always beleive in truth. Well I wonder like this what our future children will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocence is believed to fade due to various reasons like age, experience, knowledge, exposure, etc. Is this generation smart of thier age? This era of media, net etc has diminshed the degree and value of innocence in children. where we think we should guide them on something, these kids dont even bother to take our guidence. Things have changed now. These days students carry mobiles. They know every new upcoming ranges of mobiles, their features etc. They have a great knowledge in every feild...sometimes more than us. Moreover these kids have become manipulative and diplomatic too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one famous line 'child like innocence'. That's true also , a child has a sweet innocent smile, which conquers every heart. But seeing the rapid changes in the kids from an early age, I wonder whether in next few generations, a new born child will have a frowning face, intuting the problems he will have to face as he has stepped into the world of complexities. its funny though and fictitous. But not impossible..:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-5677191468761012690?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/5677191468761012690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/innocence-in-demand-or-not.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5677191468761012690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/5677191468761012690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/innocence-in-demand-or-not.html' title='Innocence in demand or not!!!!!!'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7155515524661402683</id><published>2009-12-11T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:11:28.925+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><title type='text'>ROSES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Roses are red, violets are blue&lt;/em&gt;..." this is the first thing which comes to my mind when i come across the word "rose". It is one thing which brings smile on every &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySGWSQO4mI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AXypzhp0vL8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600369421345378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySGWSQO4mI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AXypzhp0vL8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;face. This flower brings joy and happiness. We never ignore them in any situation of our lives..This multi-utility natural product can be given, taken shared etc at different times, like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I remember in my school days, my teacher used to luv those who used to bring her the beautiful roses. She used put it in her "&lt;em&gt;juda&lt;/em&gt;" and the other student used to feel jealous that she dint put their roses. :-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roses and Girls: exactly, have to be with each other. just like women love diamonds; girls love roses. I remember how girls were keen on getting atleast one rose on Valentien -Day. Though I never got it in my teenage bt yes I got them from my hubby dear which meant a lot. After all its a symbol of love , dear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roses are not only meant for good times but can also act like pacifiers in tensed or bad situations.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like they say, "good things can be decpetive" , roses too have thorns. In hindi we say, "meethi churii". I hate these type of people. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are more than 100 different speciaes of roses, and countless subspecies and cultivars. Roses are prized all over the world for their beauty and scent, and are by far the most-sold cut flower worldwide. Most species of rose are native to Asia, with a few native to Europe, North America and northwest Africa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Roses are of different colours, each signifying different meanings. Lets check out the clours then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySDIVFRKLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vTW41xEoGyk/s1600-h/HomeRGRedBud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414596831127611570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 114px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySDIVFRKLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/vTW41xEoGyk/s320/HomeRGRedBud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red roses&lt;/span&gt; are the traditional symbol for love and romance, and a time-honored way to say "I love you." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySEtj3RPTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/70CVRCsHD3U/s1600-h/HomeRGPinkBud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598570262215986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySEtj3RPTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/70CVRCsHD3U/s320/HomeRGPinkBud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a symbol of grace and elegance, the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink rose&lt;/span&gt; is often given as an expression of admiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySEbmlqADI/AAAAAAAAAAU/b8jPy_t-HTk/s1600-h/HomeRGYellowBud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598261756002354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySEbmlqADI/AAAAAAAAAAU/b8jPy_t-HTk/s320/HomeRGYellowBud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow rose&lt;/span&gt; is an ideal symbol for joy and friendship. The bright, sunny color of yellow roses evokes a feeling of warmth and happiness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySE4-YVC9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/LYc6juYNR_0/s1600-h/HomeRGWhiteBud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598766358760402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySE4-YVC9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/LYc6juYNR_0/s320/HomeRGWhiteBud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;White roses&lt;/span&gt; represent innocence and purity and are traditionally associated with marriages and new beginnings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySExSTyXrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7KwUfptNiHE/s1600-h/HomeRGOrangeBud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598634269466290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySExSTyXrI/AAAAAAAAAAk/7KwUfptNiHE/s320/HomeRGOrangeBud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With their blazing energy, orange roses are the embodiment of desire and enthusiasm. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Orange roses&lt;/span&gt; often symbolize passion and excitement and are an expression of fervent romance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySE1feQ78I/AAAAAAAAAAs/yS87E11tXYs/s1600-h/HomeRGLavenderBud.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414598706522550210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySE1feQ78I/AAAAAAAAAAs/yS87E11tXYs/s320/HomeRGLavenderBud.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With their &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fantastical appearance&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lavender roses&lt;/span&gt; are a perfect symbol of enchantment. The lavender rose is also traditionally used to express feelings of love at first sight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Giving roses on special occasions is a popular tradition but you can make your gift more meaningful if you choose a colour that conveys a specific message. RIGHT!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7155515524661402683?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7155515524661402683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/roses.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7155515524661402683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7155515524661402683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/roses.html' title='ROSES'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/SySGWSQO4mI/AAAAAAAAAA8/AXypzhp0vL8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9084524781047885436.post-7033295997243852471</id><published>2009-12-11T00:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:11:28.928+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hand&apos;s Free'/><title type='text'>INTRODUCTION OF MINE TO THIS NEW BLOG WORLD</title><content type='html'>Hi to all, being a new to this blog world..i m bit scard to write anything and publish..bt as they say "&lt;strong&gt;dar ke aage jeet hai&lt;/strong&gt;"..i m proceeding with my thoughts.... youknow i have been reading my friend's beautiful posts for a long time. but never got so interested till yesterday where i was hit by a &lt;strong&gt;blog bug. &lt;/strong&gt;There i thought to give it a try. next what came in my mind was, 'what to write on'. I scratched my head and at last asked my dear hubby to give the topic. He said blindly to write on "roses". Hmmmmm.... i thought a little that its a nice topic but so limited to write on. But soon realised if one opens one mind, one can find that there's so much to think, explore, assume and amuse onself. So i proceeded towards my starting line of Blog Race. I wish i succeed in my Blogging responsilbly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9084524781047885436-7033295997243852471?l=rohinirojindar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/feeds/7033295997243852471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/introduction-of-mine-to-this-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7033295997243852471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9084524781047885436/posts/default/7033295997243852471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rohinirojindar.blogspot.com/2009/12/introduction-of-mine-to-this-new-blog.html' title='INTRODUCTION OF MINE TO THIS NEW BLOG WORLD'/><author><name>rohini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06810390356291306484</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TwVjRUeLuZ8/TPoT4-pooLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YcNGXzCm_b8/S220/Image0620.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
