<?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-22995665</id><updated>2011-12-15T08:38:26.875+05:30</updated><title type='text'>'CARPE DIEM'</title><subtitle type='html'>SEIZE THE DAY</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-8632513023874711509</id><published>2010-04-13T11:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:36:50.545+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Na Janne Kyu ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wonder how life moves onYes,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I know, you are gone,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like you, there was none&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We live life once, cherish all fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Smile and rise everyday to a new sun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I well-treasure the old times&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sing along newfangled rhymes… &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Life marches on…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In search of a new dawn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I decorate my memories with your leftovers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Treating life as one big hangover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Find no answers to an umpteen things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I still try to fly with my rejuvenated wings&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In search of happiness I wander&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reminisce the realms we so abandoned&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I search for the soul mate I found in you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which I saw in you, in instances but few…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Memories disappear, treasures fade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Way for new beginnings, times anew wade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Resurrect all feelings almost dead&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only I wish I knew where I next head…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-8632513023874711509?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/8632513023874711509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=8632513023874711509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/8632513023874711509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/8632513023874711509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2010/04/na-janne-kyu.html' title='Na Janne Kyu ....'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-539937266481729310</id><published>2010-04-13T10:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:45:44.542+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Reaching out to eves ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A whistle, something which could soothe your nerves,&lt;br /&gt;could actually get on the same!&lt;br /&gt;A song, a love song, for a deeply loved one,&lt;br /&gt;could turn you pale!&lt;br /&gt;A touch, something so pure and intimate,&lt;br /&gt;could tear your self esteem to shreds!&lt;br /&gt;A shadow, following you in a laybrinthine lane,&lt;br /&gt;could not be a beautiful stranger, but a horrid one!&lt;br /&gt;Stay cautious,beware.&lt;br /&gt;Be alert, and dare...&lt;br /&gt;And to all the eve teasers- &lt;strong&gt;"Ghar mein maa behen nahin hai kya???!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-539937266481729310?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/539937266481729310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=539937266481729310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/539937266481729310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/539937266481729310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2010/04/reaching-out-to-eves.html' title='Reaching out to eves ....'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-1942244165110692635</id><published>2010-04-06T09:55:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:36:59.875+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stilettos</title><content type='html'>I write this post because I'm influenced by some strange midnight inspiration. I was just jus goin thru facebook.. {facebooking (haha new word)} and I found a interesting fan group of high-heels .. there was some gorgeous pieces of pure fashion. Then I reminded myself that I own a blog and decided to share my new love with you guys.. I m a bi-big fan of smart shoes.. high brands .. but but unfortunately cudnt jus dare to spend so much on shoes ..buuhhuuu..  not tht i cannot , its jus tht i m not able to mk up my mind for spending a pretty huge amnt on shoes.. (pair ki jutti..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i love my pair of kitten heels from Nine West..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But defntly smtime in near future vl surely have Hush Puppies, Christian Louboutin, Sergio Rossi, Prada resting in my Shoe corner...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-1942244165110692635?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/1942244165110692635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=1942244165110692635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/1942244165110692635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/1942244165110692635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2010/04/stilettos.html' title='Stilettos'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-3860246520924837784</id><published>2010-04-05T12:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:45:41.987+05:30</updated><title type='text'>EXPECTATIONS ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Expectations cause sorrow, stop expecting things....ultimate path to happiness....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;STOP THIS BULL CRAP I SAY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you can tell me how to stop expecting things, tell me NOW. Tell me how to go about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't give me those shit reasons..  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey!! m jus a normal human being on this earth &amp;amp; if i'l not expect how will i get ??? &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/22995665-3860246520924837784?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/3860246520924837784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=3860246520924837784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/3860246520924837784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/3860246520924837784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2010/04/expectations.html' title='EXPECTATIONS ...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-1029464600824175978</id><published>2010-03-21T17:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:02:24.152+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wanna be back..to my beloved diary</title><content type='html'>Its been almost 4 yrs since i visited u darling.. &amp;amp; now i wanna be with u once again.. wanna share wid u once again.&lt;br /&gt;well now m married &amp;amp; even shifted to UAE.. life has changed a lot.. I missed u many times but cudnt get enuf tym to talk.. rather i had tym but dunno y i dint speak wid u???  myt be 1 of my moods... as u kno well.&lt;br /&gt;chalo lets hope for the best &amp;amp; this tym i'l try to keep up well.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Stay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-1029464600824175978?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/1029464600824175978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=1029464600824175978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/1029464600824175978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/1029464600824175978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2010/03/wanna-be-backto-my-beloved-diary.html' title='Wanna be back..to my beloved diary'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-115770891701974916</id><published>2006-09-08T15:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-08T15:18:37.020+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CIAO..</title><content type='html'>B..Byee..&lt;br /&gt;So its time to say a final goodbye to my office..ofcialy resigned the job on 31st but unofficialy wud be cmng here for sm time more..sm pending issues, my personal work..&amp; last but  not the least..the attachment will drive me to visit the place every now &amp; then.. dunno wanna write much as not feeling tht gud...the feeling of departing oneself frm the rest especially the ones wid whom u've spend ur lovely 365 days at a stretch is too hard to digest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"chalte chalte mere yeh geet yaad rakhna kabhi alvida na kehna kabhi alvida na kehna..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-115770891701974916?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/115770891701974916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=115770891701974916&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115770891701974916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115770891701974916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/09/ciao.html' title='CIAO..'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-115441675557883708</id><published>2006-08-01T12:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:20:37.213+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another new month ...but ..</title><content type='html'>Today is 1st of August,2006 &amp; yesterde it was 31st july,2006. how much important &amp;amp; valuable this dt 31st is in my life? yesterde smthng unususl happend..&amp; it wasnt just me who missed smthng intangiblly... my mum, bro every1 asked me the same - " kya kota flower shop mein flowers khatam ho gaye hai??"&lt;br /&gt;How can he 4get it??how can he miss the dt? shaayad mai ek baar bhool sakti hu but  Vins he can never ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing was smthng else..&amp;amp; this time i had a chnce to surprise him/// chalo kuch tou different hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining here like nethng..&amp; I'm sitting here in a boring room&lt;br /&gt;It's just another rainy de&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely, I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go out with You... and celebrate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1st august, 7.00 pm just entered into my home &amp; WAT did i see there??? A lovely fresh red rose BOUQUET wid my fav chocos..YIipeeeeeeeeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** vsh to thro a bucket full of fresh cow/buffalo dung on the devil's Head..Devil bole tou - flower shop man **ggggggrrrrrrrrr**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-115441675557883708?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/115441675557883708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=115441675557883708&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115441675557883708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115441675557883708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-new-month-but.html' title='Another new month ...but ..'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-115407164145963416</id><published>2006-07-28T12:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:57:21.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Blog Blog Blog...</title><content type='html'>I thot I hate blogs until i joined the bloggers.. , lot many asked me to create 1 but always looked them wid  a wierd expression!!  Dont y &amp; how i joined it..but the very thot tht sm1 is creeping into the crevices of my innermost thots gave me the gitters!&lt;br /&gt;but the de i started, i remember how regular i was. How much i loved it actually!! It simply amazes me..&lt;br /&gt;the point is wat eggjagtly changed my mind???  wat is life vch does not have ne impsbl dream in it to complete// - n so my dream ..once i had it &amp; still its there - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;to publish sm de &lt;/span&gt;..hahahaha..i can c u all laughing...  unkown of the result..whether it wud get sold or will lie dead in one corner smwhere.., &amp; so just to start li'l bit wid my dream i started blogging.., atleast i can c myself writng..no matter evn if i write utter faltoo bakwaas at times as i m doin rt now, &amp;amp; i too kno i m gonna have gud shots frm around the world for this post..HEY i m sorry but just vshed to write smthng as i really dunno wanna work at this point of time . this office is sucking me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its raining beautifully outside &amp; me sitting on this stupid chair in frnt of this stupid idiot comp,trblng my sweet li'l fingers.. uuff kya life hai// :(  **sob sob **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now havent i bored u enuff??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-115407164145963416?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/115407164145963416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=115407164145963416&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115407164145963416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115407164145963416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-blog-blog.html' title='Blog Blog Blog...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-115348013392946780</id><published>2006-07-21T16:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:38:53.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thnk God its BACK..!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/gfts-bouquets-chocos-frm%20my%20jaanaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/320/gfts-bouquets-chocos-frm%20my%20jaanaa.jpg" alt="" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/bouquets-gftsfrm%20my%20love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/320/bouquets-gftsfrm%20my%20love.jpg" alt="" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday evng PK scared me by throwing a news ..." hey, y isnt ur blog accessible these days??" Gosh , ..although i was out frm this blogging scene for few mnths but alwys missed u darling a lot..lot many ppl asked me several times to post smthng exciting soon..But cudnt manage to as was really sucked up wid hell lota office work.. No prsnl thngs were done during tht period.., but the news of blogs being blocked really shooked me!! My so many sweet memories r attached wid it// i love to write &amp; so can never accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My sweetest of fren, my best companion.. how can i let u go down?? But yeah 2de i m really very happy as i m able to post &amp; my thoughts r accessible once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey PK its back.. &amp; evn me too wid this simple stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u ppl asked me to upload the Pics of those bouquets &amp; gfts &amp;amp; chocos..So here it is for u..VK dunno miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GUNS i guess its OK wid u too wid my return on the interesting platform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ciao for now.. v'l c u soon..wid lot more zanzy bouquet of thoughts//&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have Fun.., &lt;/span&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/22995665-115348013392946780?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/115348013392946780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=115348013392946780&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115348013392946780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/115348013392946780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/07/thnk-god-its-back.html' title='Thnk God its BACK..!!!!'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114732568554357431</id><published>2006-05-11T10:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-11T11:04:45.553+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hello Zindagi...</title><content type='html'>U're someone speacial to me&lt;br /&gt;U're someone I trust&lt;br /&gt;I treasure the topics&lt;br /&gt;That v've discussed&lt;br /&gt;I m thankful for times&lt;br /&gt;U've summoned a smile&lt;br /&gt;I m greatful our paths&lt;br /&gt;have convereged for our whole life&lt;br /&gt;I m pleased by each confidence&lt;br /&gt;U've displayed&lt;br /&gt;I cherish  these moments&lt;br /&gt;U've sought to persuade&lt;br /&gt;I m touched by the gestures&lt;br /&gt;of kindness U've shown&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed how fast&lt;br /&gt;Al our hours have flown&lt;br /&gt;I m feeling the force&lt;br /&gt;of a Love that's true&lt;br /&gt;I m fortunate knowing&lt;br /&gt;A person like U&lt;br /&gt;I m fortunate having&lt;br /&gt;A person like U in my Life....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114732568554357431?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114732568554357431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114732568554357431&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114732568554357431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114732568554357431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-zindagi.html' title='Hello Zindagi...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114647688844288404</id><published>2006-05-01T15:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-01T15:21:02.163+05:30</updated><title type='text'>30th april......kya khaas baat hai?</title><content type='html'>30th april, 9.15 am&lt;br /&gt;just got up frm bed at 9.00 am, sm1 had knocked ..*knock, knock* as 8.00am to 10.00 am is bloody power cut. Who was at the door?? just went wid half senses &amp; wat did i see.. A delivery boy wid a bouquet of fresh 15 red roses wid a box of FRs.. " Shilpi hai? unke liye bouquet hai." &amp;amp; i was all amazes..on completing our 1st month of engagement!! yeah, Vineet, had sent it all for his love!! i simply love the way he loves me. Finally the most awaited dt was decided 4 days back &amp; Dad evn got the place booked for my Wedding ceremonies.&lt;br /&gt;The box of chocolate is all over..All the FRs r in the bloody stomach..cudnt resist my self frm not having them all in just 1 de..not evn 1 whole de..just imagine 16 FRs..all finished by 5.00pm&lt;br /&gt;How the time is passing by, not evjn getting time to ponder upon..&amp;amp; yups, ppl, r complainting me for my chngd attitude..But i guess its bound to hapn..it hapns wid evry1 sm or the otherde..so y r they like tht?? i hate them for this. I need sm time to settle down..its just started &amp; i kno tht i m too much into it. But i m loving it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Noble are his thoughts, in which I do reside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That’s the beauty I want, in thy, I shall take pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umpteen times i've had smelled &amp;amp; kissed the lovely flowers...how much i missed him yesterde.. no1 can imagine. no doubt these days m njoying a ride on clud 9..aftr all i've all those reasons to go gagagaa... dont be jealous fellas!!&lt;br /&gt;I m to happy **touchwood**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114647688844288404?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114647688844288404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114647688844288404&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114647688844288404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114647688844288404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/05/30th-aprilkya-khaas-baat-hai.html' title='30th april......kya khaas baat hai?'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114603223487287951</id><published>2006-04-26T11:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:47:14.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Difference....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now that I wake up, my mornings are not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I try to imagine, my visions are not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I recharge my brain, my thoughts are not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I freshen up my mind, my memories are not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I close my eyes, my dreams are not the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know why !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;....... You are the difference!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114603223487287951?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114603223487287951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114603223487287951&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114603223487287951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114603223487287951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/04/difference.html' title='Difference....'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114585841998574709</id><published>2006-04-24T11:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-24T11:41:08.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Week...</title><content type='html'>Saturde..had a nice lunch wid my frenz..had given them a party. Nice time... &amp; Then as usual was online wid him till 3.00 am ..RIL zindabaad!! Dhiru Bhai Ambani has no doubt done a gr8 job for all the love birds.. baatein baatein &amp;amp; baatein..phir bhi pet nahi bharta hai..Then Sunde..Mum made me learn how to prepare Dosa..nice session it was. &amp;amp; whole de out i was online (Mobile) wid him..then again Nyt..this time had to go off to bed early as MOnde aa raha tha.. Guitaar class, office jaana hai.. kaise karnge..??&lt;br /&gt;I m missing him sooooo much..wat to do??:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114585841998574709?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114585841998574709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114585841998574709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114585841998574709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114585841998574709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/04/new-week.html' title='New Week...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114542095960077105</id><published>2006-04-19T09:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:59:19.856+05:30</updated><title type='text'>18th April.... kyu hua yeh :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some mistakes are too much fun to make only once!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m really very sorry to hurt you...&amp; to make things more tougher instead of attending them wid a cool mind..&lt;br /&gt;truely said..Hot heads &amp;amp; cool hearts never solved nethng.. .. A successful love story..Marriage, requires falling in luv many times, &amp; always wid the same person....I m really falling in love wid U jaana more &amp;amp; more ..wid ur different styles of irritating me.. karlo jitna pareshaan karna hai abhi.. baad mein mera hi number aayega.. tab kya karoge??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114542095960077105?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114542095960077105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114542095960077105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114542095960077105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114542095960077105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/04/18th-april-kyu-hua-yeh.html' title='18th April.... kyu hua yeh :('/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114491087656694014</id><published>2006-04-13T11:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-13T12:17:56.583+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Our First Date....****</title><content type='html'>Meri Zindagi mein aaye ho aur aise aye ho tum... Jo ghul gaya hai saanso mein woh geet laaye ho tum,&lt;br /&gt; Ho tum hi kaho tum hi kaho dil jo aise gaaye koi kyu na gun gunnaye .. lalalalalaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya bataaO kya likhu kuch samajha nahi aaraha hai.. jaisa socha tha us se bahot  bahot bahot zyaada acha hai sab kuch,, jitna bhagwaan se maanga use se infinite  tmes zyaada diya hai ..He is tooo gud, loving, caring, understanding,  sensible.aur kya kya kahu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturde..i had plnd for a candle lyt dinner for him (BALSAMND) SuperB place for love birds..dunno miss it guys! lyt rajasthani music..it was gr8 yaar jaisi dream dt hoti haina us se bahot zyaada achi thi.. khoob saari baatein ki.. lock diary mein apne kuch spl moments capture kiye, us diary ko aage tak continue rakhenge, chocolates &amp; gifts exchange kiye. A lovely fresh poured wid his loads of love bouquet of 12 red roses... Muaaaaahhhhhh.... :-) My first dream date..&lt;br /&gt;Sabki life mein ye din aata hai...hamari life mein bhi aaya...&lt;br /&gt;it came as a wonderful surprise....a memory to last forever... The best and the most purest feeling I guess..Direct dil se...Iske baad I feel as if I am in love all over again...&lt;br /&gt;Pata nahin kya jadu hai isme...duniya badal gayi...I feel like painting the town red...Those moments were the best few moments of my life..will never be able to express my feelings...I dont know whom to thank for all of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunde i was in Sarree went to MY HOME for the first time.. its simply  beautiful painted in white so serene &amp;amp; cool envion.  saw HIS present room  &amp; evn our would be room.. cool na..acha lag raha tha. i was in Magenta color  saree ( acording to him i was looking gr8) wasie paata nahi kaisi lag rahi  thi..par haan chehre par Vineet ke pyaar ka glow zaroor tha jo saaf nazar aa raha  tha..aur kya chaahiye haina?**blushing**&lt;br /&gt;Monday..10th of april, THE UMED..awesome place for the pairs to sit 2gether, hands in hands discussing all the life affecting matters,sweet pretty,lovely baatein..kuch kuch naughty bhi **wid head on his shoulders**. &amp;amp; wat abt staying for 2-3 nyts there in the tents?? too adventurous &amp; romantic..Yeah, we've planned for it after our wedding. (VK,PK ... dont miss it at ne cost..u'll njoy!! meri shaadi par 2 days xtra plan out karna.)&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday...11th april, Njoyed the party at pizza hut &amp;amp; then again we were found at "balsamand" .. not to be disclosed wat hapnd there but it was seriously to adventurous... GOSh ek baar tou zabardast darr laga but then, hats off to my darling, he managed all the things wid his brilliant idea &amp; v cud easily escape frm the place. Njoyed Paani pataashe, pav bhaji at rasrang.. Icecream.. &amp;amp; finally the departure time came. Y it had to come? Y we had to depart? Y cudnt we stop the time there itself??How hard it was to control those tears...&amp;amp; to take off my hands... waiting for beautiful, more beautiful moments soon.. Thanx Sweetheart for all the things :-) Muaaaahhhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114491087656694014?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114491087656694014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114491087656694014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114491087656694014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114491087656694014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-first-date.html' title='Our First Date....****'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114421495408169367</id><published>2006-04-05T10:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-05T11:10:22.913+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Surprise!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and today morning as soon as i entered into my home aftr my guitar class wat did i see?? A BEAUTIFUL BOUQUET OF RED ROSES !! Yay..it was frm Jannuuu to his jaannuuu.. is this the name by vch he greets me or i greet him?? there r many more but not to be disclosed ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kya kahe? aapka har style etna laajawaab hota hai ki mann apko aur aur zyaada chaahne lagta hai. I simply love the way he loves me. 4th nyt inhe thoda pareshaan kiya, thodi naraazgi jo pyaar mein honi chaahiye... aur pyaar badaaane ke liye &amp; i was 100% successful..for i had a lovely bouquet of red ..fresh roses frm him the very next morning (5th). He has easily duped me wid his LOVE... &amp;amp; no doubt i m the luckiest person here on this earth to have him in my life...His style has made me feel tht how much he loves me &amp; cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He has touched me deep widin &amp; i m sooo very much thankful to him to honour me for choosing me as his counterpart. I M Honoured!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Soon i'll upload the sanp of my Bouquet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114421495408169367?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114421495408169367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114421495408169367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114421495408169367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114421495408169367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/04/lovely-surprise.html' title='A Lovely Surprise!!'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114388870748139234</id><published>2006-04-01T15:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-01T16:21:58.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Shhh... Yeh Kya Ho Raha Hai !!</title><content type='html'>and my life is changed..&amp; no doubt i m loving this change... My heart goes hooo..hooo..hooo... For this happiness i m really thankful to PK, VK, H, AA, BG. They made my way more easy &amp;amp; made me understand lot many things which i wasnt able to see.. &amp; last but not the least MY MUM, DAD &amp;amp; Bro...&lt;br /&gt;Sorry mum, dad for hurting u so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways alls well tht ends well!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114388870748139234?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114388870748139234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114388870748139234&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114388870748139234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114388870748139234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/04/shhh-yeh-kya-ho-raha-hai.html' title='Shhh... Yeh Kya Ho Raha Hai !!'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114371431893783988</id><published>2006-03-30T15:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-30T15:55:34.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'>getGoing...!!</title><content type='html'>How I was feeling horrible and decided to take a break I wish I had something to write about, I really do. The reason I have nothing to write about is because life has been pretty much a routine lately. And then smthng too unusual is going on. I come in for work, I do whatever till about 6-6:30 PM, and then I go back home, I eat, read, watch some stupid stuff on tee vee and then go off to sleep. All weekdays follow this pattern. Weekends afford some diversion, which is why I usually end up writing something after a weekend in my diary which is almost lost these days. I've lost my diary &amp; my Pen **sob sob** All this routine and a combination of some other things ended up leaving me quite unsettled, unhappy yesterday. So I'll take off from work early, go home &amp;amp; vll relax down...so that am in a much better frame of mind tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I came across this today :). Had BG cared to speak to me yesterday, I might've come up with an answer along the same lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I Told BG When He Asked How I Was Feeling Today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumbly, grouchy,&lt;br /&gt;crabby, grumpy,&lt;br /&gt;sleepy, slouchy,&lt;br /&gt;fussy, frumpy,&lt;br /&gt;whiny, weary,&lt;br /&gt;cranky, crazy,&lt;br /&gt;dingy, dreary,&lt;br /&gt;languid, lazy,&lt;br /&gt;dizzy, drowsy,&lt;br /&gt;cruddy, crummy,&lt;br /&gt;loony, lousy,&lt;br /&gt;scruffy, scummy,&lt;br /&gt;bleary, batty&lt;br /&gt;scraggly, sketchy,&lt;br /&gt;rusty, ratty,&lt;br /&gt;testy, techy.&lt;br /&gt;That describes it,&lt;br /&gt;BG.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the&lt;br /&gt;new thesaurus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;b&gt;Kenn Nesbitt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really missed VK &amp;amp; PK today. Kahan ho yaar tum dono?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114371431893783988?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114371431893783988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114371431893783988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114371431893783988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114371431893783988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/getgoing_30.html' title='getGoing...!!'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114351797327315711</id><published>2006-03-28T09:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-28T09:22:53.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Saturde, Sunde, Monde....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Jack fell down and broke his crown, Jill kept tumbling after"&lt;/em&gt;. (:Jack=&gt;"Saturday", :Jill=&gt;"Sunday")&lt;br /&gt;Weekend relaxation is proving to be more folklore than fact. It just comes &amp; passes by..half of the time i never get to feel even :-(.. **grrr****) Wat i did?? saw around 3-4 movies &amp;amp; enjoyed "Harivansh Rai Bacchan's Madhushala" &amp; wats this?? read nothing..just 10 pages of my current novel "God Of Small Things"&lt;br /&gt;Monde..uuuhhhh wat was the day??ask VK &amp;amp; PK..jaan atki padi thi.&lt;br /&gt;Newys days ahead are goin to be more worse i guess... &amp;amp; smthng too unusual s goin on in my life these days..it seems as if i m goin to end my life soon.. :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114351797327315711?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114351797327315711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114351797327315711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114351797327315711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114351797327315711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/saturde-sunde-monde.html' title='Saturde, Sunde, Monde....'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114327060535997923</id><published>2006-03-25T12:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-25T12:40:05.360+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Criticism..takes me into deep oceans.</title><content type='html'>why do ppl have to criticize each and everything they see?why do ppl pretend to care when they really dont?why are ppl suckers for sympathy?why the fuck are ppl so damn frustrated.....plz stop....its rubbing off on me too now.why the hell would someone pretend to care for u? its nice and all under normal circumstances....they say stuff like "im always there for you. u can approach me anytime if anything is bothering you." and you get all happy and think of that person as a good friend and as someone who cares. but let the time come when things get screwed up and u approach them.....and they turn their backs on u.i hate this.....dont wanna get to know anyone if everyone is like this. Its not just others do so, infact ur near &amp; dear ones also do, not only smtimes but always, Shitty is the word vch is entering into my mind. No one is perfect here on this battlefield earth, then y do ppl only remember ur mistakes, ur wrong attempts - just to criticize u each &amp;amp; every moment. Y not ur good deeds r remembered &amp; appreciated?? A healthy criticism is always good &amp;amp; liked but what is this.. it seems ppl r just here to sit &amp; critize hell lot of things as if they dont have any other work to do in their life &amp;amp; they r the perfect most. I m really fed up of all this &amp;amp; just dunno want to meet anyone ..anyone means anyone bcz what they can do is just criticize... **anger**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114327060535997923?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114327060535997923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114327060535997923&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114327060535997923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114327060535997923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/criticismtakes-me-into-deep-oceans.html' title='Criticism..takes me into deep oceans.'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114299994601448252</id><published>2006-03-22T09:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:05:30.886+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chookar mere mann ko...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Yeah, this is the first song on guitar played by me 2de. I really loved it &amp; was so haapy tht i cud paly the first two lines of this song ... not perfectly but a bit of it. This song took me to the campus of DU where Aamir Khan sings "Su kar mere mann ko...." (Rang De Basanti) . This was really a wonderful movie..Simply superb..leaving everyone speechless. &amp;amp; this sunde i m gonna go for it once again (3rd time) wid my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monde i met my childhood fren H, say almost after 2 yrs both of us really had a gala time in same old style. wahi leg pulling, petty sweet fyts, sm masala gossips... &amp; both of us really did miss all the fun &amp;amp; were waiting for sm de to cm when v can again have tht masti..Finally monde was the de when both of us caught hold of each other &amp; had fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; yeah a dear fren of mine finally made it happen &amp;amp; now frm 2moro will join Yantra. Congs ma'am, waiting for a big big treat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;grrrr... work , work, &amp; work... U all have fun !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114299994601448252?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114299994601448252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114299994601448252&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114299994601448252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114299994601448252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/chookar-mere-mann-ko.html' title='Chookar mere mann ko...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114282829918881451</id><published>2006-03-20T09:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T10:15:12.860+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another Weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Hi folks, so how was the weekend at ur end? Mine was simly superB really really enjoyed a lot as my cousin was there wid her sweet little daughter from Rawatbhatta.&lt;br /&gt;Saturde had lots of masti though wasnt well, evening went to market for all the decided shopping. &amp; Paani pataashe..how could we miss it? "Shilpu maassi paani pataashe khaane hai chalo Na.. Ikeem bhi khaana hai" Dhwani is really sweet &amp;amp; have started talking so much &amp; so sweetly. jus ask her to sing ne Himesh Reshmaiya's song &amp;amp; she'll definitely leave u rolling down on ground laughing. reached home by 10.30pm , poora market ke doors &amp; shutters band karwakar aaye the ** winking** then had our dinner by 11.30 pm &amp;amp; then lovely D started in her full mood pretty dances &amp; all her pre nursery rhymes.."jhonny jhonny yes papa" Somehow we managed to make her sleep by 2.30 am &amp;amp; then the lights were switched off.&lt;br /&gt;Sunde.. hona hi tha none of us got up b4 10.30 am except MUM as usual. Went to have D's hair cut..(Mushroom baba..full style mein rehti hai ) Wow..YUMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm............. had delicious Daal pakwaan for the lunch, u r gr8 mum.thnx a lot!! Sorry PK i cudnt courier it to u there at b'lre.. So just plan out ur kota trip soon to have them. i really missed PK, AG &amp; K as they simply love the dish. "Shilpu maassi kaboo dekhna hai...chalo" Now wat is kabboo? Kabboos are pigeons..so around 5.30 we went to kota barrage &amp;amp; really had a gala time there..played wid say around 200 kabboos at a time, &amp; see how fearless she is..not at all scared played wid the dirty horrible looking street DOGgie.. "kabboo ud ja doggie kha jaayega" How sweet she is. I love u sweetheart, muaaaahhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Finally she left for rawatbhatta around 10.00pm leaving us all tht masti behind..&amp;amp; again as usual, sdaily routine i m back to my office, work work &amp;amp; work.. ** sob sob**&lt;br /&gt;Hey how can i forget thanking my Boss who got so many chocos for me on saturde from AMSTERDAM !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114282829918881451?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114282829918881451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114282829918881451&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114282829918881451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114282829918881451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-weekend.html' title='Another Weekend...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114248706830052610</id><published>2006-03-16T10:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-16T11:02:05.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RANG BARSE Bheege Chunar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;OL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Red bring Luv &amp; passion, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yellow bring joy &amp;amp; fun,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange bring vigour &amp; viatality &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green bring health &amp; prosperity&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in your life this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The festival of colors was there again wid its uproar &amp;amp; gaiety, and ppl of all ages were ready to plunge in wid wild abandon as if they were 10 again. I really had loads of fun this time &amp; still my body is aching badly. oohh ahhh.... Such a terrific holi i had this time &amp;amp; tht too when i dint expect much masti. It was really Fun. K simply did the trick &amp; i guess not a single part was spared by him...i was in red, blue, green frm top to bottom, outside to inside..totally in color &amp;amp; mud YUCKS... &amp; when the kapde faado session started every1 enjoyed it to the fullest..Of'crs we gals were not the part of it..except in tearing the cloths of all the guys.. AS shirt turned into a designer BACKLESS top, ;-) how **** he was looking with a shy on his face. &amp; wid all this v danced a lot on DHOLAK which Neeru aunty had got it frm her home. all the Aunts really made us dance &amp;amp; sing to the fullest at the Dholak &amp; their claps.&lt;br /&gt;Its said tht the best way of finding out if you've played Holi well is by looking at yourself in the mirror at the end of the day, if you cant recognize urself , well done!! &amp;amp; exactly was the case wid me &amp; tht too in the middle of the game only it happened tht S uncle dint recognize me by my face but thru was voice..GR8 , i really played well HOLi isnt it fellas?? by 5.00 pm smhow i made it to my bed as was so tired so tired tht just vshed to go for a long stretched sleep..but poor me cud go for it for sm sm or the silly reasons :-( stil i m in color.. no need of garnier/ l'oreal hair color to give different look .. they r so well colored &amp;amp; tht too wid the latest &amp; in new style. Smhow by using the paste prepared by my MUm in the evening i was able to get sm color out frm my body &amp;amp; face. atleast i managed to cm to my office 2de otherwise wud've had to stay back.&lt;br /&gt;The way Sids , K &amp; all his frenz made NM out of his house was amazing. it was really a matter of pride to think up of tht kinda innovative &amp;amp; dangerous way tobait tht non- enthusiast out of his house &amp; then wet him.&lt;br /&gt;As per the ritual to be followed - thandaai wid sm bhaag in it, sm guys had it but i missed it.. :-( i really missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; even on 14th i really njoyed a lot..had nice HOLI celeb at the office campus. Thanks BOSS!!&lt;br /&gt;Now the week ahead is really gonna be a tiring one. some guest r planned to cm on 18th &amp; i have to get out all of my color before tht. Its MUM's order..&amp;amp; no way to escape frm it.&lt;br /&gt;till then&lt;br /&gt;cheers.. :-))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114248706830052610?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114248706830052610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114248706830052610&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114248706830052610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114248706830052610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/rang-barse-bheege-chunar.html' title='RANG BARSE Bheege Chunar....'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114205891657498652</id><published>2006-03-11T11:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-13T12:38:29.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who Stole The Handle ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ummm y m I saying so? … RJ took me back to my school days, my playground, tamarind trees, cycle stand, the hovering eagles, standing &amp; waiting for the school bus, petty jealousies, smart school uniform – mumma 2-4 inch abve the knees, sweet rhtymic game riddles – oranges &amp;amp; the lemon so for a penny; ringa ringa roses,etc.., teeny weeny girlish crushes – Tom Cruise;Shahid Afridi… , stupid mimicries , celebrations – Sophian’s Day …. Aahhh.. how the time passes away no one knows, but , but it leaves behind the sweetest of sweetest memories..The Unforgetable ones , how insignificant those days seemed to be &amp; see how the time has changed it… Now they r the most significant ones !! I miss u dear Sophia, I really Miss U L L L&lt;br /&gt;So, who stole the handle… reminded me one of my childhood games, “&lt;em&gt;Who stole the cookies from the cookies Jar?&lt;/em&gt; ” Wow, we’ve all played this game so much, I can feel the colourful memories, no doubt they r all preserved as a fossil forever .. . Y it all clicked ? just bcz RJ’s signature at his gmail carried “who stole the handle?” Thnx RJ for tkng me to my sweet old days once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its raining, Men!!&lt;br /&gt;Hallejulah&lt;br /&gt;It's raining menAmen&lt;br /&gt;Humidity is’nt rising&lt;br /&gt;Barometer's getting low&lt;br /&gt;According to our sources&lt;br /&gt;The street's the place to go&lt;br /&gt;It's raining men&lt;br /&gt;Hallejulah&lt;br /&gt;t's raining men&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yayyy, since last two days the weather here has been sooo gooood tht i just can’t imagine. Oops “&lt;em&gt;oole&lt;/em&gt;” waali baarish, Muuuuaaaah! I still remember the rains at jodhpur , my Nanima’s place &amp;amp; we all cousins , mama, massi njoying like anything, hitting each other with them. I miss it now…. We used to collect “oole” for our nimbu paani, chaach – have u guys ever had ollas in your life. If not then just don’t miss them fellas…they r really very tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; wat? I am not able to work at all… (not, that I work a lot). The rains seems to be so beautiful from my office window. I m just loving it. Day before yesterde I had paani pataashe, papri chat, chole tikki &amp;amp; finally to compliment with a “RumPunch” at BR31. it made me sing all the way round…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a boy in my mind and he knows&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of him&lt;br /&gt;all my way through the day and the night&lt;br /&gt;stars shine above me&lt;br /&gt;he's been gone for sum time&lt;br /&gt;but i know i truley love him&lt;br /&gt;and I am singing a song&lt;br /&gt;hoping he'll be back&lt;br /&gt;when he hears it&lt;br /&gt;my heart goes shalalala shalala in the morning&lt;br /&gt;shalalala shalala in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;shalalala shalala in the evening&lt;br /&gt;shalalala shalala just for you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday again it rained heavily with all those ollas…but poor me sucked by the office work. L sob ** sob*** L really wished to just get out &amp;amp; enjoy in the lovely rains, wished to get drenched completed drenched in it. Then abhi guitar classes ka bhi bhoot sawaar hai…So yesterde whole day I was singing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neele neele ambar par, chaand jab aaye&lt;br /&gt;pyaar barasaae, hamako tarasaaye&lt;br /&gt;Aisaa koii saathii ho&lt;br /&gt;aisaa koii premii ho&lt;br /&gt;pyaas dil kii bujhaa jaae&lt;br /&gt;Ho, uunche uunche parvat, jab chuumate hai ambar ko&lt;br /&gt;pyaasaa pyaasaa ambar, jab chuumataa hai saagar ko&lt;br /&gt;Pyaar se kasane ko, baahon men basane ko dil meraa lalachaaye, koI to aa jaaye aisaa koI saathii ho aisaa koI premii ho pyaas dil kii bujhaa jaae Neele neele ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just bcz yesterde only I learnt the “C chord”&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the song fellas…. muuuuuuuaaaaaaaaah!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;and today ..the most beautiful scene i'd ever seen... on the way to my office i saw the smoke on the water of chambal river. Gosh, it was simply amazing... Vsh i was there in the middle of the river in between the smoke..!! i really wish this to happen in my life atleast once..God Bless Me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114205891657498652?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114205891657498652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114205891657498652&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114205891657498652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114205891657498652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/who-stole-handle.html' title='Who Stole The Handle ??'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114179676756282657</id><published>2006-03-08T11:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-08T13:54:11.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>8th March..Women's DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be proud to be a WOMAN!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/woman.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/200/woman.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/womanDe.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/200/womanDe.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Say No To This.................!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IS A WOMAN ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;One who is deprived of the rights in her own house.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;One who is forced to fulfil the obligations without authority.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;One who is away from the shadow of love &amp; affection.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;One who preserves each &amp;amp; every tear of her beloved family members.&lt;br /&gt;is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;Depressed, threatened &amp; sobbing, begging for love and care.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;One who starves herself to make dear ones have bread.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;Always praying for the happiness, success &amp;amp; betterment of the family, inspite of all the agony she faced.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;One who wants to catch, the world in her hands, collect stars &amp; fly high in the sky, to reach the Everest, to flow as a river, to shine in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Is a Woman&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget pains, fortunes, misries, defeats &amp;amp; beating of the past. IS A WOMAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, feel the essence of woman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can feel her &lt;strong&gt;innocence&lt;/strong&gt; in form of &lt;strong&gt;daughter&lt;/strong&gt;, u can feel Her &lt;strong&gt;care&lt;/strong&gt; in form of a &lt;strong&gt;sister&lt;/strong&gt;, u can feel Her &lt;strong&gt;warmth &lt;/strong&gt;in form of a &lt;strong&gt;friend&lt;/strong&gt;, u can feel her &lt;strong&gt;passion&lt;/strong&gt; in form of a &lt;strong&gt;beloved&lt;/strong&gt;, u can feel her &lt;strong&gt;dedication&lt;/strong&gt; in form of a &lt;strong&gt;wife&lt;/strong&gt;, u can feel her &lt;strong&gt;divinity&lt;/strong&gt; in form of a &lt;strong&gt;mother&lt;/strong&gt;, u can feel her &lt;strong&gt;blessings&lt;/strong&gt; in form of a &lt;strong&gt;grandmother&lt;/strong&gt;, yet she is so &lt;strong&gt;tough&lt;/strong&gt; too...,Her heart is so &lt;strong&gt;tender&lt;/strong&gt;..,so &lt;strong&gt;naughty&lt;/strong&gt;...,so &lt;strong&gt;charming&lt;/strong&gt;...,so&lt;strong&gt; melodious&lt;/strong&gt;...,she is a &lt;strong&gt;Woman&lt;/strong&gt;..., She is &lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is celebrating women's day today, i just wanna end my this post with smthng like this.......&lt;br /&gt;Like a wave of the sea, Our life is a journey. But it is our responsibility , To make our life full of beauty.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow the world will forget tht yesterde they celebrated women's day So will've to work for ourself.. Dont let go down!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114179676756282657?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114179676756282657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114179676756282657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114179676756282657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114179676756282657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/8th-marchwomens-day.html' title='8th March..Women&apos;s DAY'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114170771483594666</id><published>2006-03-07T09:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-07T10:31:54.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally....</title><content type='html'>The Road Less Travelled                 .......... M Scott Peck&lt;br /&gt;This book unlike most others, dint work within the boundaries of comforting reality.&lt;br /&gt;"Life is difficult, it is not supposed to be easy."&lt;br /&gt;smtngs so real is always identifiable &amp; hooked me up.. I love challenges &amp;amp; the cacophony of human emotions. Emotion - e- motion - energy in motion....!!! I need to have adventure. Bcz when I finally beat the obstacles I feel the sheer satisfaction of life. The adrenalin rush which i get is very important. The best way to solve difficulties - use intellectual tools.... "widout discipline we can solve nothing. Wid total discipline we can solve all probs."&lt;br /&gt;"the question of responsibility. Some take too much responsibilities &amp; blame themselves for everything - Neurotics. Then there are others who doent assume any responsibility - Character Disorders." I realize that I m a neurotic &amp;amp; therefore I react to it by character disorder.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was the book which i finally finished off wid ysterde night. the third time i read it &amp; grabbed sm real gud fundas for a much better life..!! "kahan tak i'll be able to apply them in my life..."&lt;br /&gt;unusually for me i m finding it extremely difficult to start &amp;amp; finish a book, since last few months i m trying hard to read "god of small things - Arundhati Roy" which i'd purchased long time back say smwhere around august - september.  I guess i'll find it interesting enough to read from cover-to-cover &amp; snap out of the general state of limbo i've been in late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yay..finally ystrde i went to discuss abt my favorite Guitaar classes.. i guess finally i'l be able to learn it frm scratch &amp;amp; will start playing it soon.. vsh me Gud luc fellas...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114170771483594666?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114170771483594666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114170771483594666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114170771483594666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114170771483594666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally.html' title='Finally....'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114137427499156836</id><published>2006-03-03T13:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:50:39.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>यह ..दील है  हीनदुसतानी</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;इस चरचा का पूरा षरेय Mr.Kala - the black , को जाता है. उनहोने हि मुझे हिन्दी मे लिखने का आयिdया दिया. just few days back i was online wid him &amp; he simply worte my name in Hindi.. the moment i saw my name in hindi gave me a feeling of being an INDIAN. &amp;amp; i decided to devote a post on hindi...after all its my mother tongue &amp; y shud feel ashamed of talking or converstaing in hindi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;हिन्दी, हमारी raashatra भाषा अur हम उसिमे बात करने से कतराते है... असा कयु??aरे देखो wोह अछि एनगलिष नहि बोल पा रहा है.. अगर आप एनगलिष मेिन अछे से बात नaहि कर सकते तो एक अछि company मे एक अछा job आपके लिये नहि है. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;dont u feel as if our national language is changing day by day..frm Hindi to English. let it be any party, social, official meeting, contest nethng.. its only english all thru the road... for instance Miss world/universe Contest - every contestant will come &amp; say a few words in her own national language..mind u not english but wat v indians present there?? not at all INDIA..its westernization of india which is presented there. y dont the female speak in hindi &amp; y there isnt a translator for indians?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Bcz Mr. ABV adrsd in hindi at UNO it was a matter of issue..y?? just bcz he opted for his national language..Ridiculous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:85%;" &gt;it is supposed tht a baby after his/her birth shud spk Fluent english..Not hindi...English is in &amp;amp; hindi - kicked out?? wat say.. at times it really gets wierd. a matter of pride if ur ward/spouse parents r fluent in english aahhh.. kya kahen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at me, decided to write a complete post in hindi but cudnt do it..Failed, dont evn know how to use a hindi editor properly or might be found it too sick to use..the crux here.. dint vsh to learn to use hindi editor...अरे कया करना कुछ काम तोु आना नहि है.. कया खालि पीली दिमाग लगाो इस मे... how sick isnt it!! finding my language a boring 1 to use &amp;amp; to communicate in..&lt;br /&gt;neways let me be out of this.. .but Thnx Vishal, atleast i tried a bit..waise hogaye hai hum sab pake Hinglistaani!!&lt;br /&gt;Jai Hind!!&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/22995665-114137427499156836?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114137427499156836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114137427499156836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114137427499156836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114137427499156836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='यह ..दील है  हीनदुसतानी'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114111617675399073</id><published>2006-02-28T14:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-28T16:25:38.256+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Believe me..Patience pays !!</title><content type='html'>Its true though, I hate taking too long over anything. Once I get started on something, I have to finish it asap, be it cleaning my room, writing a report, artistic work, novel, mugging for a quiz or an exam, or discussing important life-affecting matters, and I've often sacrificed being thorough and meticulous for the sake of speed. Infact I have a well earned reputation at home that any plans I make have to be changed eventually and often with some expense involved. That's mainly due to the fact that I'm never patient enough to wait a while and then decide. Patience brings me to how I get bored of most things pretty fast but that's for another time.&lt;br /&gt;Does this doubt my stability?? Patience plays an important role in every aspect of ur life. urself, among ur friends, family, career, society..everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;Is patience always a virtue?? Yups.. v all know the saying the patience is a virtue... but i go by the voicing to thy own heart be true. Virtue ..an insufficient temptation..Then wat Patience is- if its Virtue?? Hard to say whether virtue from something unattainable is truly benefical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me to hang on to a relationship when trouble arises that may take some time to resolve. Why ?? y ?? its always me?? m i the only human being born on ths earth to have &amp; tk kr of this very Patience?? Y do ppl keep trying my patience?? Let 'em all do nethng hell but ever if i revert back in the same size then its always..Garima have patience.. calm down..think with a cool mind..  Relation ships rnt broken so easily... , try to display tolerance, compassion, understanding, and acceptance toward those who are slower than you in developing maturity, emotional freedom, and coping abilities.  Its not tht easy... m i not a human being?? C'mon.. i m ... plz.. i m a human being and that too a normal one.. Please...Save me frm this emotional drama... The girlie who never says nethng...but if she gets impatient then just think of the heights..the high tide must've touched her deep inside tht's y she took tht step...I dont ask them to change or to know me the very first day... but 24 years is really a long long time to know each other... to understand . Its really heart breaking.. &amp; to confront tears isnt tht easy... to forgive &amp;amp; to forget goes out of question when the person is least concerened... Pity myself..!!! unlucky as in case of friends &amp; relationship... Guess lack of patience!! or they never tried to understand me even in 24 years??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.storiesmania.net/community/newreply.php?s=5eaee1df5f2443feea8cf63c4d14dde2&amp;do=newreply&amp;amp;p=11289" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Patience is always a virtue, especially when people for some reason or another can't get on a computer.  Not sure if I'm making sense....or any.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114111617675399073?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114111617675399073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114111617675399073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114111617675399073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114111617675399073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/02/believe-mepatience-pays.html' title='Believe me..Patience pays !!'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114085825567589630</id><published>2006-02-25T14:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-25T14:34:15.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CARPE DIEM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/Sunflower.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/200/Sunflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/Sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'CARPE DIEM'&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seize the day&lt;/em&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; sums up my attitude towards life. I live for the moment &amp;amp; try not to remember yesterday or think about tomorrow... what if tomorrow comes ?? I shall live for now, tomorrow never comes and yesterday's done..I believe in it !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when life is empty with no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and loneliness starts to call&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dont worry, forget your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;'cause you can win it all, all&lt;br /&gt;dont give up on your faith&lt;br /&gt;success comes to those who believe it&lt;br /&gt;and thats the way it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swifter, Higher, Stronger !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114085825567589630?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114085825567589630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114085825567589630&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114085825567589630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114085825567589630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/02/carpe-diem.html' title='CARPE DIEM...'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22995665.post-114084964286465290</id><published>2006-02-25T11:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-15T14:48:59.623+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Touchy.... wat to say??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/1600/GraphicPen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8026/2348/320/GraphicPen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/garima_modi/detail?.dir=e4bb&amp;.dnm=5fddscd.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/garima_modi/detail?.dir=e4bb&amp;.dnm=5fddscd.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything is funny as long as it is happening to others….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So for a while because of various reasons, I've been pondering over a question - How much sarcasm is humorous, and when does it start getting caustic and simply cruel. I guess it varies from person to person. Some people, its said, have a lower tolerance for sarcastic humor than others. It also depends on who's being sarcastic, if you are expecting somebody to be nice to you, sarcasm coming from them cuts a lot deeper. I tend to be fairly sarcastic myself, I do try to stay on the nice side of sarcastic humor though, especially if its addressed directly to somebody. However, the person concerned may not always think so kindly of the humor, when the joke is on them. In such situations I end up feeling quite guilty eventually. I'm not all that comfortable with excessive sarcasm myself, if it is directed towards me. Double standards?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life..it gets tilted more on even straight paths.. ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22995665-114084964286465290?l=cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/feeds/114084964286465290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22995665&amp;postID=114084964286465290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114084964286465290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22995665/posts/default/114084964286465290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheerfulgarima.blogspot.com/2006/02/touchy-wat-to-say.html' title='Touchy.... wat to say??'/><author><name>Garima</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08512157818887436383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_apGW-6kcBxo/Se1qxM_Z9kI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KDE4IRFVg4A/S220/DSCN2773.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
