<?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-1523152039897910341</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:29:33.198+05:30</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='G&apos;s Gyan'/><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Interests'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='Award'/><category term='Coffee and Tête-à-tête'/><category term='Travelogue'/><category term='Forwards'/><category term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Couch to 5K Plan'/><category term='TED'/><category term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Times Unlimited</title><subtitle type='html'>About the limitless and unforgetable moments, experiences and times which pass by you in your journey called ‘Life’</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-4002424857768451551</id><published>2012-02-14T15:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-14T20:52:41.566+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFOPRv_Z3tA/Tzoipl9vCQI/AAAAAAAACrE/K_ZNqSWDXDE/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFOPRv_Z3tA/Tzoipl9vCQI/AAAAAAAACrE/K_ZNqSWDXDE/s640/DSC_0012.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SN's pick of flowers for me&amp;nbsp;this 'V Day'&amp;nbsp;- White roses, white lilies &amp;amp; white tiger orchids. Perfect ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because cupid 'shot' really well for us, when he aimed so perfectly at you and me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because we loved each other, before actually "knowing" each other ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because we define the "firsts" &amp;amp; will define the "lasts" of many things in life .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because we use Valentine's day as just an excuse.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because we know that when love is true it will last .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6nKhu3sMUc/TzoxNkAvR7I/AAAAAAAACrM/Hz6xGgosAWE/s1600/5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6nKhu3sMUc/TzoxNkAvR7I/AAAAAAAACrM/Hz6xGgosAWE/s400/5.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;From G's Cucina specially for SN this 'V Day' - Strawberry Oatmeal Crumble Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-4002424857768451551?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fFOPRv_Z3tA/Tzoipl9vCQI/AAAAAAAACrE/K_ZNqSWDXDE/s72-c/DSC_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2534922000768947560</id><published>2012-01-31T23:22:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-01T03:11:52.202+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>E.x.h.a.l.e</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't wait to exhale.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since you aren't exactly super human,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your inhaling frequency must be&amp;nbsp;proportionately&amp;nbsp;matched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enjoy the present.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't hold off making interesting plans in life,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To&amp;nbsp;accommodate events that may or may not occur.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choose your battles wisely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You cannot "have your way" always in life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You might think this is an unfair thumb rule, but its true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't obsess about what people say about you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They will say what they feel like, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Irrespective of whether you are worthy of it. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be passionate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;About someone or something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without passion, life is both boring and meaningless.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's okay to err once in a while.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you do, acknowledge it, learn from your mistakes and move on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making the same mistake over &amp;amp; over again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is defined as stupidity&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; is quite unpardonable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't be disrespectful to people who offer advice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It could be more valuable than you imagined.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't resist change.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It could be the first step to taking you where you actually want to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wanting certainty is natural.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But from time to time life will make you acknowledge, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That nothing is certain .........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;But the&amp;nbsp;unforeseen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only way to move forward,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is to base your decisions on calculated reasoning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And hope that time proves your estimation to be correct :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2534922000768947560?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-9173728091475185039</id><published>2012-01-26T14:20:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:20:05.305+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Capri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;In search of a quick, quiet and easy get away for SN and me, we zeroed in on&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;the Island of Capri&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;to travel to, in the last week of December 2011. The Island&amp;nbsp;situated&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19px;"&gt;on the south side of the Gulf of Naples&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;in the&amp;nbsp;Campania&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;region of&amp;nbsp;Italy, turned out to be the perfect quiet, romantic, small town place we had imagined it to be. With not much to do there, we spent our days walking around the quaint town, loving the old houses and narrow cobbled streets, enjoying the panoramic view of the sea and sipping coffee and wine at the small cafes and &amp;nbsp;bars in the main piazza (square). A memorable trip, because it was one where we brought in our 1st anniversary :). An absolutely&amp;nbsp;recommended&amp;nbsp;destination&amp;nbsp;for those planning a trip to Italy in the near future.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl2tCfJFQtM/TxB1c_ldo_I/AAAAAAAACmQ/5OIxFz89-Ck/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl2tCfJFQtM/TxB1c_ldo_I/AAAAAAAACmQ/5OIxFz89-Ck/s400/DSC_0073.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The ferry from Port of Naples to Marina Grande in Capri&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NH6hNy9Vtb0/TxB1eewa8ZI/AAAAAAAACmg/eWpFDZc86qQ/s1600/DSC_0090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NH6hNy9Vtb0/TxB1eewa8ZI/AAAAAAAACmg/eWpFDZc86qQ/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;View of Capri from Marina Grande the port (by night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0IFgGW2TmY/TxB1kiCoBnI/AAAAAAAACnI/jjhV4pnbW6Y/s1600/DSC_0471.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0IFgGW2TmY/TxB1kiCoBnI/AAAAAAAACnI/jjhV4pnbW6Y/s400/DSC_0471.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;View of Capri taken from Ferry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8SWTZHBOnw/TxB1fm3H--I/AAAAAAAACmo/YLYNjqXkWjM/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8SWTZHBOnw/TxB1fm3H--I/AAAAAAAACmo/YLYNjqXkWjM/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Marina Grande&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_Nel2ZtgdQ/TxB1g0QE6tI/AAAAAAAACmw/Zm1EC-J1Jms/s1600/DSC_0345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q_Nel2ZtgdQ/TxB1g0QE6tI/AAAAAAAACmw/Zm1EC-J1Jms/s400/DSC_0345.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The quaint town all lit up for Christmas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN4ypg3H3ho/TxB1h_ODmMI/AAAAAAAACm4/bLW83RMOE4w/s1600/DSC_0365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uN4ypg3H3ho/TxB1h_ODmMI/AAAAAAAACm4/bLW83RMOE4w/s400/DSC_0365.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The view from Mount Solaro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuRLC8Xqzrg/TxB1jWZeXEI/AAAAAAAACnA/gqirOjNX7og/s1600/DSC_0461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nuRLC8Xqzrg/TxB1jWZeXEI/AAAAAAAACnA/gqirOjNX7og/s400/DSC_0461.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The chairlift which takes you up to Mount Solaro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-9173728091475185039?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/9173728091475185039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=9173728091475185039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/9173728091475185039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/9173728091475185039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2012/01/travelogue-capri.html' title='Travelogue - Capri'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vl2tCfJFQtM/TxB1c_ldo_I/AAAAAAAACmQ/5OIxFz89-Ck/s72-c/DSC_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2551561508091720132</id><published>2012-01-26T14:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:20:45.367+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>On being called a Romantic ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Tu sei molto romantica" / "You are very romantic" - is a comment I have heard way too many times recently, actually making me wonder whether I really am exactly that, or whether people are just being nasty and sarcastic time and again to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Of course, if you ask SN, his very prompt comment would be that this "filminess" is a result of me being a product of the KJo generation Bollywood movies and that an overdose of ridiculous romantic movies has had a mind numbing impact on me. Though I have to tell you I really don't think he is complaining and am almost certain that there is nothing for him to complain about ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But once again I can't help reflect ....what the hell does it mean to be romantic today? And is it not, even in today's fast paced, impersonal times, universally considered a virtue?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For starters there is a Wiki How to be romantic &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Be-Romantic"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; that I confess I did skim through. And as I did, I wondered more than before as to why it is up in the first place and without undermining the&amp;nbsp;resourcefulness&amp;nbsp;of Wikipedia in any way, I am still questioning whether it merely attempts to tell us what we already almost clearly knew? or whether there really are people for whom this is rocket science. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What were one whole generation of parents doing raising their kids without two important values compassion and passion, so much so that they actually need an online tutorial on "how to be just that" ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Because personally I feel that being romantic is all about being both compassionate to someone &amp;amp; passionate about something.&amp;nbsp;And for those amongst my family and friends who are that, its way beyond red roses on Valentine's day, gifts for Xmas and surprise holidays at some exotic spa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Instead its very likely to be about a simple home cooked meal for two,&amp;nbsp;flowers adorning your home without any&amp;nbsp;occasion, shopping for yourself and others simply because your paycheck was encashed that very day, connecting long distance because you miss someone,&amp;nbsp;nostalgically&amp;nbsp;looking back at coffee dates with colleagues, movie marathons with your sister and Friday night movie dates with caramel popcorn, taking your nieces and nephews for a joy ride in your new car and leaving post it notes for someone on the bathroom mirror .....in short constantly and consistently saying "I Care for You" ...without any&amp;nbsp;occasion,&amp;nbsp;just because you felt like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In this regard, I guess most of us have a long long way to go, but perhaps consciousness is the very first step in this journey. And a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;t the end of this journey , if you've&amp;nbsp;successfully&amp;nbsp;been a die hard romantic, this is what your epitaph (scripted by the people who knew you) would say -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"She has attained the permanence&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;She dreamed of,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;where old stones lie sunning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Untended stalks blow over her,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even and swift,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;like young men running.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="tab-content active" id="poem" style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div class="poem" style="font: normal normal normal 16px/normal Georgia; line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 25px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always in the heart she loved&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Others had lived,—she heard their laughter.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;She lies where none has lain before,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 1em; text-indent: -1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where certainly none will follow after."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Epitaph for a romantic woman by - Louise Bogan)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2551561508091720132?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2551561508091720132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2551561508091720132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2551561508091720132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2551561508091720132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-being-called-romantic.html' title='On being called a Romantic ....'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3410962384121262659</id><published>2012-01-13T23:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-13T23:39:04.344+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>S.O.U.L.M.A.T.E.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive....." -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;Anais Nin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Life seems to have changed quite a bit since I posted&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2008/05/friends.html"&gt;this&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;almost 4 years ago, when I had just started this blog of mine. Since then I have graduated twice, traveled to many places, changed jobs and positions, met some interesting people, found the best boy friends in KD and DV, got married, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;moved base across countries and continents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;taken up many challenges, succeeded in some and failed miserably in others, lived through a million varied moods and &amp;nbsp;temperaments and survived and learnt from a zillion varied experiences - good, bad and ugly. One of the things 'constant' in all this chaos and mind boggling change has been my 'F.R.I.E.N.D.S".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I watched the Hollywood movie "Sex and the City" once again this evening. Smiled when I heard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(for the nth time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;amantha say - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 22px;"&gt;"We made a deal ages ago. Men (read as significant others), babies, doesn't matter. We are soul mates."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I agreed with Samantha then, as I agree now :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I guess its simply that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;like you favorite old movie / book , often the sameness in a friend is what you like the most about her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thank God some wonderful things always remain CONSTANT ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;AB, PM, DM, HD, KD, KD, DV - Cheers to you guys !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3410962384121262659?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3410962384121262659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3410962384121262659&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3410962384121262659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3410962384121262659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2012/01/soulmates.html' title='S.O.U.L.M.A.T.E.S'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-269026396256350021</id><published>2012-01-11T23:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:51:00.743+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interests'/><title type='text'>Io imparando poco Italiano finalmente (I am finally learning some Italian)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It has been nearly nine months since I moved base to Italy &amp;amp; I am ashamed to say that as of a few days back I spoke little or no Italian. Given that I don't work here and my social circle specifically consists of carefully handpicked English speaking Italians, I have happily survived despite my ignorance. Ofcourse when need be, for my own survival, I have gone to the extent of batting my eyelashes and playing a dumb foreigner whom most native Italians are happy to assist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thankfully good sense has prevailed sooner than later for me &amp;amp; I have committed myself to learning basic Italian by signing up for a two week language course at "Est Ovest Insitituto di Lingua". And oh what a joyous journey it has been so far .....I have a 51 year old American - Jerry &amp;amp; a 23 year old Croatian - Maryana for company ...which is making my juggling of my part time job, a husband, household chores et all along with the course a challenge well worth it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had posted &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/02/parlo-italiano.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; months ago &amp;amp; with my growing vocabulary, I can add the following to my list of awesome Italian expressions / phrases -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1) Piacere ! - Pleased to meet you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2) Hai Capito / Conosche tu ? - Do you understand ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3) Che peccato ! - What a pity !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4) Beata Te - Lucky you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5) Aspetta - Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6) Tantissimo / Moltisimmo - Very much&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7) Come Si Dice ? - How do you say .....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;8) Vorrei ma non posso - I wish, but I can't&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;9) Certamente - Certainly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;10) Difficile - Difficult&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And while this is only an earnest beginning, I confess, "Io amo La lingua Italiana gia" (I love the Italian language already :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-269026396256350021?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/269026396256350021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=269026396256350021&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/269026396256350021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/269026396256350021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2012/01/io-imparando-poco-italiano-finalmente-i.html' title='Io imparando poco Italiano finalmente (I am finally learning some Italian)'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7049428269434857974</id><published>2012-01-11T02:02:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-11T02:06:22.883+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv2Lm_gxOgk/TwyCou4YOFI/AAAAAAAACmI/Oj40Xuubgic/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv2Lm_gxOgk/TwyCou4YOFI/AAAAAAAACmI/Oj40Xuubgic/s400/DSC_0089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Bidding adieu to 2011,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On a cold star lit night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From my home away from home........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Listening to the crackers in the distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Finding them instantly light up a warmth inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A smile on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dear ones for company,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A glass of bubbly in my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I bask for a moment in the warm memories of the days &amp;amp; &amp;nbsp;months gone by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I feel a definite &amp;amp; deep sense of&amp;nbsp;gratitude,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Infinite and&amp;nbsp;in-explainable&amp;nbsp;happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Even a &amp;nbsp;bit of certainty about where I am and where I am going,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And more importantly loads of hope for a lovelier tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I see growing responsibility,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;More things for me to organise, plan, and worry about,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And a renewed enthusiasm and determination to control the&amp;nbsp;controllable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;They say 'old habits die hard' ; that's so true !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I greet 2012 warmly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Waiting to see what it brings on for me personally &amp;amp; professionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Knowing deep down within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That the best has yet to come .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Wishing you all a splendid New Year !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7049428269434857974?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7049428269434857974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7049428269434857974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7049428269434857974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7049428269434857974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2012/01/bye-bye-2011.html' title='Bye Bye 2011'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv2Lm_gxOgk/TwyCou4YOFI/AAAAAAAACmI/Oj40Xuubgic/s72-c/DSC_0089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-4802656147051475094</id><published>2011-11-21T22:01:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:11:10.522+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Some Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS: Email forwards from my parents often get tagged spam. Today, I took the time and effort to open and read one of them. And am I glad that I did ? This is just what I needed to hear today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yG8ft1NgjY/Tsp9soUgBPI/AAAAAAAACks/GdSwHwhFILs/s1600/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yG8ft1NgjY/Tsp9soUgBPI/AAAAAAAACks/GdSwHwhFILs/s400/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488485945050354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3uxjRPpi1k/Tsp9oFKQgEI/AAAAAAAACkg/49qcaHZ4Vfc/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q3uxjRPpi1k/Tsp9oFKQgEI/AAAAAAAACkg/49qcaHZ4Vfc/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488407787372610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh1-eV-9ATo/Tsp9kmpy4YI/AAAAAAAACkU/Q6lMfJg3SJ4/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zh1-eV-9ATo/Tsp9kmpy4YI/AAAAAAAACkU/Q6lMfJg3SJ4/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488348058542466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtH56NVS-KU/Tsp9hMYxSVI/AAAAAAAACkI/O2azlq78NsE/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XtH56NVS-KU/Tsp9hMYxSVI/AAAAAAAACkI/O2azlq78NsE/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488289468205394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQkGx9-DK6o/Tsp9dPCgKxI/AAAAAAAACj8/nQSjtPrKY0k/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQkGx9-DK6o/Tsp9dPCgKxI/AAAAAAAACj8/nQSjtPrKY0k/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488221460638482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1lIIAMUBzrU/Tsp9ZkPSzEI/AAAAAAAACjw/S7A3eN-WaEQ/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1lIIAMUBzrU/Tsp9ZkPSzEI/AAAAAAAACjw/S7A3eN-WaEQ/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488158431956034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5VYin5e4HI/Tsp9WAxs2zI/AAAAAAAACjk/K-DycosNkGk/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U5VYin5e4HI/Tsp9WAxs2zI/AAAAAAAACjk/K-DycosNkGk/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677488097372986162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-4802656147051475094?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/4802656147051475094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=4802656147051475094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4802656147051475094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4802656147051475094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-inspiration.html' title='Some Inspiration'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3yG8ft1NgjY/Tsp9soUgBPI/AAAAAAAACks/GdSwHwhFILs/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3514323475137355899</id><published>2011-11-17T23:03:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:31:34.464+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Venice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"La Dominante", "Serenissima", "Queen of the Adriatic", "City of Water", "City of Masks", "City of Bridges", "The Floating City", and "City of Canals". Undoubtedly one of the most magnificent,unique and romantic cities I have visited till date. This post though terribly out dated took shape today, because I realized that without it my travelogue would always stay incomplete. So better late than never !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHUaRCvV45M/TsVJFjz0WxI/AAAAAAAACi8/xFVpWqAI1Nc/s1600/DSC03303.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHUaRCvV45M/TsVJFjz0WxI/AAAAAAAACi8/xFVpWqAI1Nc/s400/DSC03303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676023265231133458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 1 - St. Marks Square - where all roads of Venice lead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSaTBjc6Rsk/TsVIxNFk69I/AAAAAAAACiw/hy0xTL6NBrA/s1600/DSC03293.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSaTBjc6Rsk/TsVIxNFk69I/AAAAAAAACiw/hy0xTL6NBrA/s400/DSC03293.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676022915534220242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 2 - When the city floats the police need to pump it up ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dCspYge84Y/TsVIW2fxltI/AAAAAAAACik/gQQAKfYvkGs/s1600/DSC03316.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dCspYge84Y/TsVIW2fxltI/AAAAAAAACik/gQQAKfYvkGs/s400/DSC03316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676022462793488082" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 3 - Doge's Palace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gsy8GEZVs_s/TsVIQg7ns9I/AAAAAAAACiY/Mp3YqFSqgjY/s1600/DSC03291.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gsy8GEZVs_s/TsVIQg7ns9I/AAAAAAAACiY/Mp3YqFSqgjY/s400/DSC03291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676022353925485522" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 4 - Realto Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbyc_nKUbaU/TsVIJ7cQGRI/AAAAAAAACiM/uVyGlZK_t9M/s1600/DSC03455.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbyc_nKUbaU/TsVIJ7cQGRI/AAAAAAAACiM/uVyGlZK_t9M/s400/DSC03455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676022240782588178" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 5 - The gondoliers singing while the sun sets in the backdrop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yZNpV_WiFNg/TsVKaNDhWjI/AAAAAAAACjI/mxU2B1_nM3k/s400/DSC03550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676024719411862066" style="text-align: center; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PIC 6 - The colorful fishing town of Borano &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69wTYKiuE9E/TsVLf1hegyI/AAAAAAAACjU/0GSSemXVWrY/s1600/DSC03509.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69wTYKiuE9E/TsVLf1hegyI/AAAAAAAACjU/0GSSemXVWrY/s400/DSC03509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676025915685896994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 7 - The "Glass making" island town of Morano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3514323475137355899?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3514323475137355899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3514323475137355899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3514323475137355899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3514323475137355899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/11/travelogue-venice.html' title='Travelogue - Venice'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IHUaRCvV45M/TsVJFjz0WxI/AAAAAAAACi8/xFVpWqAI1Nc/s72-c/DSC03303.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3238179672802867017</id><published>2011-11-17T21:44:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:16:12.188+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Dubai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The land of gold that leaves you dazzled, a sunset that takes your breath away, sand dunes that are simply majestic, delectable Arabic food which excites your pallet, markets with rich dry fruits and intoxicating spices, and a modern city where planning is truly beyond one's imagination. This and more was what Dubai offered SN &amp;amp; me as we made our first trip to the Middle East. And from what this first experience offered us, we are sure to go back for more, some day in the future !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sharing with you Dubai as captured through our lens ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNSuRzCa_0E/TsU4LvObrqI/AAAAAAAACiA/4nSJ-AZNJuw/s1600/DSC03883.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNSuRzCa_0E/TsU4LvObrqI/AAAAAAAACiA/4nSJ-AZNJuw/s320/DSC03883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676004679677095586" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 1 - The very sensuous Belly dance show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81JT6xhmza4/TsU34QEYMtI/AAAAAAAACh0/XITzJqe5o_U/s1600/DSC03856.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81JT6xhmza4/TsU34QEYMtI/AAAAAAAACh0/XITzJqe5o_U/s320/DSC03856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676004344895910610" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 2 - A tourist camp in the midst of the desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fj0qHb_cSx0/TsU3ZYtAmQI/AAAAAAAACho/NfAXj9cVSsc/s1600/DSC_0256.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fj0qHb_cSx0/TsU3ZYtAmQI/AAAAAAAACho/NfAXj9cVSsc/s320/DSC_0256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676003814637869314" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 3 - The sun setting behind the sand dunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsN9QZKtfaA/TsU3HVUB5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/rnRTaBSodyQ/s1600/DSC_0250.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsN9QZKtfaA/TsU3HVUB5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/rnRTaBSodyQ/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676003504490145314" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 4 - 'Dune bashing' - A 'must do' in Dubai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOnVEZcNVHk/TsU2yJIsaGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/BnGs5liqNX4/s1600/DSC_0154.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOnVEZcNVHk/TsU2yJIsaGI/AAAAAAAAChQ/BnGs5liqNX4/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676003140444121186" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 5 - Dhow cruise and the view of Dubai by night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYd5Yer5NFU/TsU2eCTz9XI/AAAAAAAAChE/v2hptcitATc/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYd5Yer5NFU/TsU2eCTz9XI/AAAAAAAAChE/v2hptcitATc/s1600/DSC_0151.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_m_fruAJGs/TsU2IJphKhI/AAAAAAAACg4/sn9eWQvMWiI/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9_m_fruAJGs/TsU2IJphKhI/AAAAAAAACg4/sn9eWQvMWiI/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676002419027290642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 6 - The spice market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfn25izStAQ/TsU11CkTLLI/AAAAAAAACgo/tqSxcuk8OS8/s1600/DSC_0109.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xfn25izStAQ/TsU11CkTLLI/AAAAAAAACgo/tqSxcuk8OS8/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676002090708839602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 7 - The Dubai skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GA_jFS4IITA/TsU1ixyYmrI/AAAAAAAACgc/l-Wa1fWoNdA/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GA_jFS4IITA/TsU1ixyYmrI/AAAAAAAACgc/l-Wa1fWoNdA/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676001776966867634" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 8 - The Burj-al-Arab Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t0fbk5ddl4/TsU1S0BFtuI/AAAAAAAACgQ/xkhWgXj_DYU/s1600/DSC_0041.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5t0fbk5ddl4/TsU1S0BFtuI/AAAAAAAACgQ/xkhWgXj_DYU/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676001502687508194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 9 - The Jumeirah mosque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2i_SKovh8-0/TsU0-egcJBI/AAAAAAAACgE/5vB-IZi2S2s/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2i_SKovh8-0/TsU0-egcJBI/AAAAAAAACgE/5vB-IZi2S2s/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676001153316037650" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PIC 10 - The Sharjah Gold Souk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3238179672802867017?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3238179672802867017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3238179672802867017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3238179672802867017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3238179672802867017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/11/travelogue-dubai.html' title='Travelogue - Dubai'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yNSuRzCa_0E/TsU4LvObrqI/AAAAAAAACiA/4nSJ-AZNJuw/s72-c/DSC03883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8728991302366705620</id><published>2011-10-12T17:24:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-12T21:45:56.436+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Amusing Q&amp;A's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PS: While posting this I remembered my friend PM's remark post getting married - "G I live with a boy now" ;) lol !! 10 months post living with a boy I know exactly what she meant :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q1 - (Ever night post dinner) Why does left over food have to be transferred into smaller bowls/boxes ? Can't you just leave the damn utensil in the refrigerator ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Please note our refrigerator is not the size of an igloo to house all our utensils and more importantly its purely about proportions ; you are an engineer you should understand what that means. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2) Why do you wear high healed shoes when in exactly 15 minutes of walking you are going to complain that your feet hurt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: You own 2 pairs of sport shoes and 2 almost identical pair of black formal shoes....so I just don't expect you to get this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3) Why do bed sheets / bed covers / cushion covers have to be put on? If you put them on why do you have to keep changing them ever so often i.e. every week ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Because living in a hygienic germ proof environment is my human right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4) Why do you have 3 T-shirts that look alike ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: The 3 T-shirts are a classic black, blue, white and therefore do not resemble each other even remotely :) But Oh I almost forgot that you are color blind since you have 12 grey T-shirts which you feel are oh! so different.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5) Why do you cry without reason ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: I am not insane, so I always cry for a reason and when I don't tell you the reason its because either I think you are emotionally incapable of understanding the same or more probably because the reason is "you" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6) Why do you eat so little ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Because I am not a giant and therefore I have a fairly small stomach ;) lol !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7) Why do you have to go for a walk? Walking is no exercise !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Well firstly I know you are the laziest person on this planet and secondly something is better than nothing, so switch off your damn laptop and get your ass off the couch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8) Why do you get so irritated with me when I am watching my game (cricket / football) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: Because its 2 a.m. in the morning and though you have your ear phones on, you don't have a pacifier in your mouth and your incessant animated game commentary defeats your purpose of wearing ear phones ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;9) Was I snoring ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: My consistent reply - No ! Roaring ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes its the loud snoring followed by a random " I am not asleep yet" comment lamely in the midst of it- lmao !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SN's Q &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;10)  Are you mad ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A: You already know you have pissed me off...so honestly tell me is this question meant to test my thresh hold of patience ? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8728991302366705620?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8728991302366705620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8728991302366705620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8728991302366705620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8728991302366705620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/10/amusing-q.html' title='Amusing Q&amp;A&apos;s'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2130114606762064487</id><published>2011-09-30T02:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-30T02:52:39.656+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Unconditional Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In my dad's email to me today .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"Always remember, y&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;our biggest 'Insurance' is me :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Thousands of miles away, I could feel the warm comfort of his arms.....I tried but I couldn't stop the stream running down my cheek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Perhaps that's what they call "Unconditional Love". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2130114606762064487?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2130114606762064487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2130114606762064487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2130114606762064487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2130114606762064487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/09/unconditional-love.html' title='Unconditional Love'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6382111257885556251</id><published>2011-09-12T20:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-12T21:05:17.666+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Groceries Decoded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM4JBmQRWoQ/TlYnCRKtnFI/AAAAAAAACeI/ZZWK4CNBdfM/s1600/IMG00154-20110818-1320.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM4JBmQRWoQ/TlYnCRKtnFI/AAAAAAAACeI/ZZWK4CNBdfM/s320/IMG00154-20110818-1320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644742102877051986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What you didn't know your groceries tell people about you. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Single or with a family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Family of 2/4/6/ more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kids and/or pets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Calorie conscious or couldn't give a damn !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cooking a serious passion or living because of "heat and eat" options &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Vegetarian, Vegan or otherwise .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And perhaps even more, which I still have to decode in my subsequent visits to the grocery store  and while I survive the ordeal of waiting at the billing counters ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6382111257885556251?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6382111257885556251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6382111257885556251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6382111257885556251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6382111257885556251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/09/groceries-decoded.html' title='Groceries Decoded'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hM4JBmQRWoQ/TlYnCRKtnFI/AAAAAAAACeI/ZZWK4CNBdfM/s72-c/IMG00154-20110818-1320.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2610820072246288975</id><published>2011-09-01T19:30:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:44:55.491+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Ganapati Bappa Morya !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Always have been a believer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Always will be ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Once again bowing down to pray for strength, confidence, patience, perseverance, love &amp;amp; compassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Chanting "Ganapati Bapa Morya" !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS: Celebrating this &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ganesh_Chaturthi"&gt;"Ganesh Chaturti"&lt;/a&gt; in my own home &amp;amp; while SN being his typical non conformist self has conveniently skipped attending the puja, this is what he will get to feast on tonight :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSFroJaow1I/Tl-SmJp89oI/AAAAAAAACeo/PPLRQz9Lg84/s1600/1314880971335%2B%25281%2529.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSFroJaow1I/Tl-SmJp89oI/AAAAAAAACeo/PPLRQz9Lg84/s320/1314880971335%2B%25281%2529.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647393641870456450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2610820072246288975?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2610820072246288975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2610820072246288975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2610820072246288975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2610820072246288975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/09/ganapati-bappa-morya.html' title='Ganapati Bappa Morya !!'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSFroJaow1I/Tl-SmJp89oI/AAAAAAAACeo/PPLRQz9Lg84/s72-c/1314880971335%2B%25281%2529.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-4498013012364644593</id><published>2011-08-20T17:32:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:41:38.988+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>There is a time for everything .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS: All my life I have heard my mother say "There is a time for everything, and everything happens when the time is right". Rather profound lines which have from time to time evoked varying emotions from hope, happiness and peace to frustration, restlessness and anger. But independent of how I may have reacted to these words, in the end they have enabled me to simply "hang in there" waiting for the tide to turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I came across these lines / poem while surfing online today, and I loved it, as it was pretty much in tune with what my mum has always maintained. So to all of us waiting for the tide to change - hang in there, cause sooner than later, it surely will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;*********************************** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;To everything there is a season, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to every purpose under heaven:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to be born, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to die;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to plant, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to pluck up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;that which is planted;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to kill, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to heal;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to break down, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to build up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to weep, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to laugh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to mourn, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to dance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to cast away stones, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to gather stones together;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to embrace, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to get, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to lose;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to keep, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to cast away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to rend, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to sew;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to keep silence, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to speak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;A time to love, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time to hate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt;a time of war; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;a time of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:&amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/1523152039897910341-4498013012364644593?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/4498013012364644593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=4498013012364644593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4498013012364644593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4498013012364644593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-is-time-for-everything.html' title='There is a time for everything .....'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7726828342539082493</id><published>2011-08-15T17:49:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-15T17:51:34.447+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>India Independence Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Oc_jdXV-E/TkkO-Yoh92I/AAAAAAAACdk/2X-6mlrOBP0/s1600/independence-day-bharath-reddy2.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Oc_jdXV-E/TkkO-Yoh92I/AAAAAAAACdk/2X-6mlrOBP0/s320/independence-day-bharath-reddy2.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641056473185384290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="background:white;mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;Because we continue to see 'Diversity' in all its colors,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="background:white;mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;Sheer 'Numbers' as an absolute advantage,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="background:white;mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;'Non Violence' as a cherished value &amp;amp; sought after goal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="background:white;mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;'Talent' 'Strength' &amp;amp; 'Dignity' in abundance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="background:white;mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;'Rise' as an unfolding reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background:white;mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Happy Independence Day !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language:EN-IN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7726828342539082493?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7726828342539082493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7726828342539082493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7726828342539082493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7726828342539082493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/08/india-independence-day.html' title='India Independence Day !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o8Oc_jdXV-E/TkkO-Yoh92I/AAAAAAAACdk/2X-6mlrOBP0/s72-c/independence-day-bharath-reddy2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-479519122596178741</id><published>2011-08-11T20:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:55:04.390+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>I am a woman - Helen Reddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;PS: PM, AB, DM - This one's for you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MUBnxqEVKlk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;I am woman - &lt;/span&gt;Helen Reddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am woman, hear me roar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;In numbers too big to ignore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;And I know too much to go back an' pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;cause I've heard it all before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;And I've been down there on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;No one's ever gonna keep me down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Oh yes I am wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;But it's wisdom born of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;Yes, I've paid the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;But look how much I gained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;If I have to, I can do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am strong (strong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am invincible (invincible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;You can bend but never break me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;cause it only serves to make me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;More determined to achieve my final goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;And I come back even stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;Not a novice any longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;cause you've deepened the conviction in my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am woman watch me grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;See me standing toe to toe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;As I spread my lovin' arms across the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;But I'm still an embryo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;With a long long way to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;Until I make my brother understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;Oh yes I am wise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;But it's wisdom born of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;Yes, I've paid the price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;But look how much I gained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;If I have to I can face anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am strong (strong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am invincible (invincible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;Oh, I am woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;I am woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-479519122596178741?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/479519122596178741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=479519122596178741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/479519122596178741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/479519122596178741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-woman-helen-reddy.html' title='I am a woman - Helen Reddy'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MUBnxqEVKlk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-401770375426814633</id><published>2011-08-08T12:52:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:59:24.762+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>People's angst with my "free time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;"So how do you spend your time these days?" has undoubtedly been one of the most frequently thrown questions at me lately, especially during my visit to India. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And I have been wondering if this is in any way related to peoples perception of the apparently crazy change that marriage brings into your life, or  whether it is related to moving countries and adopting a seemingly foreign (and therefore implied different) lifestyle or then again whether people cannot seem to imagine you existing without being typically employed 9am - 6pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It has now been around four odd months since I moved with SN and yes while the new country, new language, and new people bit, has at times been a bit unnerving, also severely impacting my independent social existence, all in all I spend my time actually doing more in comparison to what I usually did when I was single, or in India. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I work with my company in India, albeit flexible hours and from home, I go for my daily walks, catch up with my parents, sister, friends etc (albeit on skype / gtalk / fb etc), blog regularly, do my usual shopping and mall visiting and in addition to that do the cooking, cleaning, laundry, house maintenance, grocery shopping, gardening and learning of a foreign language, which I didn't do even a bit of earlier. So all in all, I now need to do more than I ever did, have many more responsibilities to take on and more social obligations to fulfill than I had earlier and I find myself in a phase where perhaps planning and time management needs to be at its best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And while I cannot deny that my present lifestyle shift does promise me a few more awake hours to myself everyday (basically due to not having to spend 2-3 hours commuting to any place), I know that this is likely to be only the beginning to more power packed (read hectic) days to come by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So for those of you who see an irritated me when you ask me "So how do you spend your time these days?" - please note that as much I wish I am not on a holiday to Hawaii :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-401770375426814633?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/401770375426814633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=401770375426814633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/401770375426814633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/401770375426814633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/08/peoples-angst-with-my-free-time.html' title='People&apos;s angst with my &quot;free time&quot;'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7275276816672712166</id><published>2011-08-06T21:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-09T20:01:28.698+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The perfect homecoming :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;A warm reception,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;Celebrating end of visa woes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;Nothing more perfect than a week of in house movies, good wine, home cooked pasta or mum's frozen food and SN for company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;All in all a super homecoming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;Yeah, life sure is about these small pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:center;line-height:normal"&gt;&lt;span trebuchet="" times="" new="" times=""&gt;PS: I can now say that SN's willingness to cook a meal and ability to do a good job goes beyond him trying to merely make his new housemate stay ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZqDjqg3m8s/TkFBPpwrlkI/AAAAAAAACdU/1h-3Xcbw3As/s1600/IMG00120-20110802-2145.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZqDjqg3m8s/TkFBPpwrlkI/AAAAAAAACdU/1h-3Xcbw3As/s320/IMG00120-20110802-2145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638859945608451650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7275276816672712166?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7275276816672712166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7275276816672712166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7275276816672712166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7275276816672712166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/08/perfect-homecoming.html' title='The perfect homecoming :)'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZqDjqg3m8s/TkFBPpwrlkI/AAAAAAAACdU/1h-3Xcbw3As/s72-c/IMG00120-20110802-2145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6702456927869043513</id><published>2011-08-03T19:38:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-10T23:37:33.032+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>You Gotto Take Care !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I had commenced my wonderful plans of "Going Green" with &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/05/going-green.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; of mine three months back. What I didn't factor in then, was how much of commitment, time, energy and resources this endeavor of mine was likely to require. So three months later when I take stock of how well my plants have grown, how many flowers are in bloom in the height of spring, I am ashamed to say that its a rather dismal show. As a result of sheer negligence when I returned home post my month and a half in India, I was shocked to see that my plants had withered. In hindsight I don't quite know what else would happen, given that I didn't really put into place any "care plan" for them. So now its firefighting or rather life saving time, as I surf the internet trying to find effective ways to revive my almost dead Kalenchoe plants. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And while I breathe a sigh of relief having found some useful suggestions which are yielding satisfactory results, this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;exercise taught me a lesson or two. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Drawing a parallel to our lives it made me realise that - when it is life / health at stake neglect can perhaps be nearly fatal. And even when its not fatal the damage can have severely impairing consequences. Hence it would be in our best interest to make a conscious effort to put a nurturing / care plan in place. In the end the mind &amp;amp; body are both machines and if neglected will rust or break down sooner than the validity period stamped upon them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In short - "You Gotto Take Care"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6702456927869043513?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6702456927869043513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6702456927869043513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6702456927869043513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6702456927869043513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-gotto-take-care.html' title='You Gotto Take Care !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6429288155725787373</id><published>2011-07-24T00:03:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:16:35.527+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>From one woman to another ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My sincere message to - &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Women deliberately 'playing dumb'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Women routinely 'playing victim'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Women 'talking brands' just to make a point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Women referring to keeping in touch with their families as 'social obligations'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Women being overtly brash while mistakenly thinking that they would appear brave or cool or both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Watch it ladies ! We are in the 21st century, so its really kind of passé !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6429288155725787373?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6429288155725787373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6429288155725787373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6429288155725787373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6429288155725787373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/from-one-woman-to-another.html' title='From one woman to another ....'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-903316026948485976</id><published>2011-07-23T18:38:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:07:17.347+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Live it up TODAY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;Friday morning brought some tragic news for me and my colleagues. We lost a young, vivacious and wonderful friend of ours, untimely and without any warning what so ever. And while we finished one visit to the hospital to pay our condolences to her family we received more bad news of another colleague’s husband being admitted to the ICU in a very critical condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;When it thinks that you may be taking things way too much for granted, life reminds you of the fragility of your very existence and the true meaning of life as it should be. Swiftly putting into perspective the things that really should matter i.e. loved ones, work, health, etc and others that you shouldn’t bother about at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;Post this experience of a rather blue Friday, I spent a relaxing afternoon with PM watching the bollywood movie ‘Zindagi Na Milegi Dubaara’ which enthralled me with its simplistic yet poignant message about what really matters in life and how one should aspire to live life to the fullest. It perfectly summed up the positive perspective on enjoying your present and the gift of life as it offers itself to you, that many of us would need reiterated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;And at the end of these last two days the &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/7cHEMqksOrs"&gt;following lines&lt;/a&gt; by Javed Akhtar (from the movie) sum up what’s on my mind at the moment -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; color: black; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Dilon mein tum apni betaabiyaan leke chal rahe ho&lt;br /&gt;Toh zinda ho tum&lt;br /&gt;Nazar mein khwaabon ki bijliyaan leke chal rahe ho&lt;br /&gt;Toh zinda ho tum&lt;br /&gt;Hawaa ke jhonkon ke jaise azad rehna seekho&lt;br /&gt;Tum ek dariya ke jaise lehron mein behna seekho&lt;br /&gt;Har ek lamhe se tum milo khole apni baahein&lt;br /&gt;Har ek pal ik naya samaa dekhein yeh nigaahein&lt;br /&gt;Jo apni aankhon mein hairaaniyaan leke chal rahe ho&lt;br /&gt;Toh zinda ho tum&lt;br /&gt;Dilon mein tum apni betaabiyaan leke chal rahe ho&lt;br /&gt;Toh zinda ho tum"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-903316026948485976?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/903316026948485976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=903316026948485976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/903316026948485976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/903316026948485976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/live-it-up-today.html' title='Live it up TODAY !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6256505583365546232</id><published>2011-07-20T16:18:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:34:36.055+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Food for my soul !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;In every relationship you are only 50 percent. 50 percent is someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't feel responsible for something you cannot control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You cannot force any individual to do anything they don't believe in, no matter how strong a rationale you may find for the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Every human being is a product of their socialization and immediate environment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forgive ! even when its difficult to forget ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6256505583365546232?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6256505583365546232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6256505583365546232&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6256505583365546232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6256505583365546232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/food-for-my-soul.html' title='Food for my soul !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8941675477137626190</id><published>2011-07-19T12:10:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-24T00:22:52.233+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Italian Schengen Long Stay Visa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My life since I got married to SN has been crazily hectic and utterly chaotic due the hassles I've encountered with the visa procedures. So just for the benefit of others like me who would be pining to reunite with their loved ones at the earliest I decided to put down some of the Do's and Dont's here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do's for applying for a "Family Reunification" - Long stay visa (as a spouse of an Indian citizen working and residing in Italy), with the Italian Consulate in India - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Register your marriage with the concerned authorities in India &amp;amp; secure a registered marriage certificate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Get the marriage certificate stamped (attested) by a Notary followed by legalised (again stamped) by the Home Ministry and Ministry of external Affairs, New Delhi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;3) Get the attested &amp;amp; legalised marriage certificate translated to Italian with the help of the Indo Italian Chamber of Commerce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;4) The copy of the marriage certificate translated to Italian is then validated and signed by the concerned authorities at the Italian Consulate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;5) This original and translated Italian copy of the Marriage certificate has to be sent to the host in Italy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;6) The process for securing a &lt;a href="http://www.interno.it/mininterno/export/sites/default/it/sezioni/servizi/come_fare/immigrazione/010_domanda_ricongiungimento.html"&gt;Nulla Osta &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;then has to be initiated by the host in Italy. As a first step an online application for Family Reunification has to be filed. Within a 90 day period you will be given a date for submission of all documents supporting your application. This includes your hosts passport copies, contract with the employer, work permit, bank statements, "Certificato di idoneita" - the Certificate of Conformity, issued by the local Municipality, the marriage certificate etc. Once all the required documents are submitted to the concerned Questurra the Nulla Osta is issued within 15 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;7) Once the "Nulla Osta" is received by the host and sent to the spouse in India, it needs to be attached with the Visa application being made to the Italian Consulate in India. The list of other documents required while filing a "Long Stay Visa" application for Family reunification can be found on &lt;a href="http://www.italy-ng.com/documents.aspx"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;Please note that all supporting documents need to be notarised and legalised by the ministry of External Affairs in New Delhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;Please note the clinchers -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Uniformity of name on your passport, Nulla Osta application in Italy and Birth certificate needs to be maintained. Incase of any discrepancy a "One and the same person affidavit" will need to be prepared, attested and legalised as mentioned above. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;2) The process to get any document legalised through the Home and External Affairs Ministry takes only a day (albeit with standing in the que for hours). An operating travel agent is more likely to take 15 days or more for this same job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You can get all your normal attestation done by notaries who sit outside the Metropolitan Magistrates Court at a nominal cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) The attestation by the Ministry of External Affairs, New Delhi involves a regular blue rubber stamp as well as an 'Apostille Stamp' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; "&gt;PS: I know from my own personal experience that the process is long, ardous and emotionally draining. Being prepared with certain documents in advance, might save you a few days. I guess what you need to keep at the back of your mind is that in the end it will be worth all the effort. Good luck !! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Disclaimer - I am no authority on visa issues ;) so while I have attempted to share my experience here, I hope you are able to seek validated information from the authorities or their websites online. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8941675477137626190?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8941675477137626190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8941675477137626190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8941675477137626190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8941675477137626190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/italian-schengen-long-stay-visa.html' title='Italian Schengen Long Stay Visa'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5849613646644667119</id><published>2011-07-18T16:54:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-23T21:46:17.218+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>5 points for an upbeat you !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An email from a visually challenged friend of mine very simplistically spelt out 5 points she thinks I should repeat to myself to stay upbeat. She was goddamn right ! This is precisely what I needed someone to tell me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;1) If you make mistakes, remember this quote by George Bernard Shaw: “A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;2) Realize that you can find opportunities in negative situations. Albert Einstein said: “In the middle of every difficulty lies opportunity.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Talk to a positive friend who can encourage you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Look at the negative situations as your training sessions for real life. The higher you climb in life, the worse the negative situations would be, so you’d better be prepared for them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Realize that you can’t please everyone. In fact, nobody can. Sometimes you need to just let some people go. Realizing this will relieve you from a lot of unnecessary burden so that you can focus on the people that you can positively interact with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: DM, PM, AB - Read this !! will ya ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5849613646644667119?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5849613646644667119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5849613646644667119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5849613646644667119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5849613646644667119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-points-for-upbeat-you.html' title='5 points for an upbeat you !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8464383387200777962</id><published>2011-07-10T21:35:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:48:54.380+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Sunset - Adoni Marcano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;I wonder why when you say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;beautiful colours paint the sky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;Shades of orange, yellow and pink too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;all come out because of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;And although I hate to see you go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;I really do enjoy the show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;I've seen you leave so many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;and still it's a favourite sight of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;There'll be no sadness, be no sorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;because my sun, you'll come out tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;I won't feel hurt, I'll feel no pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 28px; font-size: small; "&gt;because on your way down, your colours will reign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKPQTjQZ_Xk/ThnN8sh0H5I/AAAAAAAACa0/Zy2Ua6_3dug/s1600/Worli-Sea-Face-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKPQTjQZ_Xk/ThnN8sh0H5I/AAAAAAAACa0/Zy2Ua6_3dug/s400/Worli-Sea-Face-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627755652004978578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In the pic - View of the setting sun, at Worli Sea Face, Mumbai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PS: I came across the above poem while aimlessly surfing the net. It stayed with me because it was simple yet very poignant. And I decided to put it down here as a reflection on the myriad thoughts and feelings, that are stirred in me every single time that I witness a mesmerizing sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8464383387200777962?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8464383387200777962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8464383387200777962&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8464383387200777962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8464383387200777962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunset-adoni-marcano.html' title='Sunset - Adoni Marcano'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKPQTjQZ_Xk/ThnN8sh0H5I/AAAAAAAACa0/Zy2Ua6_3dug/s72-c/Worli-Sea-Face-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-4944904031368040201</id><published>2011-07-10T21:08:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-10T21:30:27.454+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>5 Reasons Why Kayani &amp; Co, Dhobi Talao Rocks !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Old is gold, especially with its simple yet splendid, vintage Irani Cafe ambiance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No matter when you drop by, you can't go wrong with ordering Parsi Akuri, Kheema Pav, Bun Maska &amp;amp; Chai and Chicken Cutlet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Your bill for two, even today is likely to be an unbelievably low Rs. 150 for a sumptuous meal (and no you are not likely to die of food poisoning) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You can unpretentiously walk in, in a pair of shorts and worn out T-shirt and you are assured their characteristic quick and polite service. Further, you can remove your slippers and sit on the chair cross legged and no one will give you a second glance. The feeling of "being at home" couldn't get more real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It continues to not only bring back pleasant memories of times spent here with friends, but these memories seem to just continue to flourish. A sign of good times spent and good times you can count on, in days to come by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukrk2IqgP8k/ThnIkOArTaI/AAAAAAAACak/kzLD4OAQsOc/s1600/IMG00013-20110710-0607%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukrk2IqgP8k/ThnIkOArTaI/AAAAAAAACak/kzLD4OAQsOc/s400/IMG00013-20110710-0607%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627749733937925538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCWj0keOEss/ThnIcrYUj-I/AAAAAAAACac/G6AWahN422Q/s1600/IMG00016-20110710-0611%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UCWj0keOEss/ThnIcrYUj-I/AAAAAAAACac/G6AWahN422Q/s400/IMG00016-20110710-0611%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627749604382773218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-4944904031368040201?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/4944904031368040201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=4944904031368040201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4944904031368040201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4944904031368040201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-reasons-why-kayani-co-dhobi-talao.html' title='5 Reasons Why Kayani &amp; Co, Dhobi Talao Rocks !!'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukrk2IqgP8k/ThnIkOArTaI/AAAAAAAACak/kzLD4OAQsOc/s72-c/IMG00013-20110710-0607%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2341105573048343145</id><published>2011-07-02T18:37:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-02T19:00:20.174+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Can't  stop humming this one !</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="440" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KFwjibi-JRU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Kahin to.. kahin to&lt;br /&gt;Hogi wo,&lt;br /&gt;Duniya jahan tu mere saath hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jahan mein, jahan tu,&lt;br /&gt;Aur jahan, bass tere mere jazbaat hai,&lt;br /&gt;Hogi jahan subah teri,&lt;br /&gt;Palko ki, kirano mein,&lt;br /&gt;Lori jahan chand ki,&lt;br /&gt;Sune teri baahoin mein..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saasein kho gayi hai kiski aahon mein,&lt;br /&gt;Mein kho gayi hu jaane kiski baahon mein,&lt;br /&gt;Manzilon se raahein doodhti chali,&lt;br /&gt;Kho gayi hai manzil kahin rahon mein..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahin to, kahin to,&lt;br /&gt;Hai nasha..&lt;br /&gt;Teri meri har mulaqaat mein,&lt;br /&gt;Hoton se, hoton ko,&lt;br /&gt;Chumti, o rehte hai hum har baat pe,&lt;br /&gt;Kehti hai fiza jahan,&lt;br /&gt;Teri zamin aasmaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jahan hai tu, meri hassi,&lt;br /&gt;Meri khushi, meri jaan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jaane naa kahan wo duniya hai,&lt;br /&gt;Jaane naa wo hai bhi ya nahi,&lt;br /&gt;Jahan meri zindagi mujhse,&lt;br /&gt;Itni khafa na&lt;/span&gt;hi..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2341105573048343145?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2341105573048343145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2341105573048343145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2341105573048343145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2341105573048343145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/07/cant-stop-humming-this-one.html' title='Can&apos;t  stop humming this one !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KFwjibi-JRU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2930076848438516901</id><published>2011-06-25T21:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-25T22:48:09.917+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Walking into the 30's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The fear of reaching the chronological milestone of 30 is so grave that I think most of us would volunteer to jump from 29 directly to 31. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I had posted &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/06/turning-29.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; a year back on the eve of my 29th birthday. I have always been someone who uses my heart more than my head and as a direct result of the same,  believes in celebrating every single occasion, event, milestone that is worth celebrating. So brushing aside any and all inhibitions that come along with turning 30 and hence indicate becoming old, I will be celebrating this milestone too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I've already spent a lovely evening with SN's parents over dinner, will be bringing in my birthday with SN albeit 6000 miles apart on skype on our 2nd cyber date ;) and will spend my day tomorrow with my grand dad, parents and sister. An &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;immediate inner circle whom I know always wish me the best, and will do whatever they need to, to see me happy. I am what I am because of them, and they will always play a significant role in what I become tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And while I haven't been able to meet my closest friends this time around, I know that I will be in their thoughts and prayers just as they would be in mine. PM/ KD/ DM/ HD/ KS/ AB/ Maits/ Dan - you guys simply rock !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;As I log off I pray that God continues to give me the strength, patience, perseverance, passion, compassion, sensitivity and sensibility that he has very generously showered on me till now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;With all this and more I walk into my 30's with a sense of confidence, calm and optimism, feeling that no matter what, with the above 3 factors being constant, life's going to be beautiful and the best has yet to come. :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2930076848438516901?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2930076848438516901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2930076848438516901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2930076848438516901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2930076848438516901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/06/walking-into-30s.html' title='Walking into the 30&apos;s'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-827036599311475848</id><published>2011-06-22T21:06:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:10:25.171+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Time &amp; again he leaves me speechless !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;SN to me today - "Don't fret so much ! It is beyond our control and there is nothing we can do. Just always know that nothing can pull us apart. Even through our time away from each other our love will only grow. I love you so very much, I can't even say. I promise, you have me for ever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;While I know that is quite literally true, I think what he really wanted to say was - "Stop crying will you? You are freaking me out!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;Still, like on a million other occasions that I can recollect, his words had their impact. They left me simply speechless, relatively calm &amp;amp; smiling !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-827036599311475848?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/827036599311475848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=827036599311475848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/827036599311475848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/827036599311475848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/06/time-again-he-leaves-me-speechless.html' title='Time &amp; again he leaves me speechless !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7168987406426113518</id><published>2011-06-22T20:42:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-22T20:47:50.216+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>When HOPE is all you've got !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Although it may seem like HOPE is all you have to cling to, never let go of HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cause one day you will see that it has all finally come together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;What you have always wished for has finally come to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And you will look back and laugh at what has passed and ask yourself...."How did I get through all of that?" "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7168987406426113518?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7168987406426113518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7168987406426113518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7168987406426113518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7168987406426113518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/06/when-hope-is-all-youve-got.html' title='When HOPE is all you&apos;ve got !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6060418927370718094</id><published>2011-06-20T22:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:35:13.673+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Thank God for keeping somethings "Constant"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; line-height: 14px; font-size: small; "&gt;‎"Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not still friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;MR, PM, DC/DM, Dan, KD, HD, RJ, KS, MD, AB - So glad this holds true for all of us :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6060418927370718094?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6060418927370718094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6060418927370718094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6060418927370718094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6060418927370718094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/06/thank-god-for-keeping-somethings.html' title='Thank God for keeping somethings &quot;Constant&quot;'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8125540058872389393</id><published>2011-06-14T19:59:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:22:43.860+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Home is where the Heart is :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;homeland&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;calling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;span&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;itself&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;missed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;country&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;call&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Yet&lt;/span&gt; I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;homecoming&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;would&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;been&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;joyous&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;indeed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;leave&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;significant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;part&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;behind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; I pack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;bags&lt;/span&gt;, all I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;seem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;ponder&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; return.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Perhaps&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt; some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;say&lt;/span&gt; - '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8125540058872389393?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8125540058872389393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8125540058872389393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8125540058872389393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8125540058872389393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/06/home-is-where-heart-is.html' title='Home is where the Heart is :)'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7724566542237914660</id><published>2011-06-09T22:08:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:43:36.457+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Do! vs Do I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Times pass, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Doors close and you may discover the key to unlock others,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Chapters end, while others begin.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The mix on the palette seems obscure before producing vibrant hues.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Change is the only thing constant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Often leaving you in disarray, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;At other times making you see yourself wiser.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Frenzied pandemonium or organic evolution?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Is it your doing? Or perhaps the way it is meant to be?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;The unanswered may always remain ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Your role is to only ensure that you never let the "I Do!" change to a "Do I?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Keep the faith because the rest is in good hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7724566542237914660?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7724566542237914660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7724566542237914660&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7724566542237914660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7724566542237914660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-do-vs-do-i.html' title='I Do! vs Do I?'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8480730929132206817</id><published>2011-05-13T22:54:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:56:41.337+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Going Green !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF3rdQ_wcKc/Tc1psE5xLaI/AAAAAAAACZs/4XWZ7h71Wfc/s1600/IMG00726-20110512-1839.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF3rdQ_wcKc/Tc1psE5xLaI/AAAAAAAACZs/4XWZ7h71Wfc/s400/IMG00726-20110512-1839.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606253317097336226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;I have always wanted to do this and what could be a possibly better time than spring this year :) So armed with full ignorance about plants I headed to the nearest nursery yesterday, allowed myself to be guided by the friendly owner and in less than 10 minutes made up my mind on what I wanted pointing to "that one".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I later got to know that my plants have some interesting characteristics - they love the sun but are harmed by direct and strong rays, are sensitive to snow, and though they are low maintainance needing minimum care, they are easily breakable because of their tenderness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I continue chuckling, thinking that there could have been a deeper connect that actually brought us together ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8480730929132206817?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8480730929132206817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8480730929132206817&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8480730929132206817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8480730929132206817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/05/going-green.html' title='Going Green !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF3rdQ_wcKc/Tc1psE5xLaI/AAAAAAAACZs/4XWZ7h71Wfc/s72-c/IMG00726-20110512-1839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2150203053749764890</id><published>2011-04-28T18:26:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:29:06.838+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Pisa &amp; Florence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A much needed break from routine, SN and my first holiday together, a taste of the Italian countryside that too through the awe inspiring beautiful landscapes of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;Tuscany, it was an awesome 3 days spent over the Easter break. This will definitely go down as one of my most memorable trips ever !! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJck25PH4Ks/Tceh3NNPXsI/AAAAAAAACZU/LMsr0SFl-jU/s1600/Leaning%2BTower%2Bof%2BPisa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJck25PH4Ks/Tceh3NNPXsI/AAAAAAAACZU/LMsr0SFl-jU/s400/Leaning%2BTower%2Bof%2BPisa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604626231095942850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 1 - Leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3zDb8_xA1E/TcehuJg-PKI/AAAAAAAACZM/4XOIiSV30UY/s1600/Picture%2Bperfect%2B-%2Bthe%2Bcathedral%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Btower%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bbackground.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3zDb8_xA1E/TcehuJg-PKI/AAAAAAAACZM/4XOIiSV30UY/s400/Picture%2Bperfect%2B-%2Bthe%2Bcathedral%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Btower%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bbackground.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604626075486141602" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 2 - View of the Cathedral &amp;amp; Tower from the Baptistry, Pisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABNNNR9u4xw/TcehJpvX7DI/AAAAAAAACZE/DqiqleDlclA/s1600/Historical%2Bwalls.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABNNNR9u4xw/TcehJpvX7DI/AAAAAAAACZE/DqiqleDlclA/s400/Historical%2Bwalls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604625448481319986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 3 - Ancient city walls, Pisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5HBn-mxSq4/Tceg3wlv7SI/AAAAAAAACY8/BBzMWE-cPOA/s1600/Statue%2Bof%2BDavid%2Bat%2BPiazzale%2Bmichelangelo%252C%2BFlorence.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5HBn-mxSq4/Tceg3wlv7SI/AAAAAAAACY8/BBzMWE-cPOA/s400/Statue%2Bof%2BDavid%2Bat%2BPiazzale%2Bmichelangelo%252C%2BFlorence.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604625141082352930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 4 - Statue of David at Piazzale Michelangelo, Florence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dGzLwDWPJjE/TcefvbYEHmI/AAAAAAAACY0/qtd4g93OvXU/s1600/Ponte%2BVecchio.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dGzLwDWPJjE/TcefvbYEHmI/AAAAAAAACY0/qtd4g93OvXU/s400/Ponte%2BVecchio.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604623898437230178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 5 - Ponte Vechio, Florence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEd_edjo_4E/Tblm1AmzquI/AAAAAAAACYg/-Mx39wFirgY/s1600/View%2Bof%2BFlorence%2Bfrom%2Bthe%2BCuppola%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JEd_edjo_4E/Tblm1AmzquI/AAAAAAAACYg/-Mx39wFirgY/s400/View%2Bof%2BFlorence%2Bfrom%2Bthe%2BCuppola%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600620672493791970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 6 - View of Florence from the Cupola of t&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;he Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDvNnKlyR3o/TblmixnqphI/AAAAAAAACYY/rn7aaTVMd-g/s1600/View%2Bof%2Bthe%2Briver%2BArno%2Bby%2Bnight.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FDvNnKlyR3o/TblmixnqphI/AAAAAAAACYY/rn7aaTVMd-g/s400/View%2Bof%2Bthe%2Briver%2BArno%2Bby%2Bnight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600620359233218066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pic 7 - River Arno by night, Florence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2150203053749764890?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2150203053749764890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2150203053749764890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2150203053749764890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2150203053749764890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/04/travelogue-pisa-florence.html' title='Travelogue - Pisa &amp; Florence'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aJck25PH4Ks/Tceh3NNPXsI/AAAAAAAACZU/LMsr0SFl-jU/s72-c/Leaning%2BTower%2Bof%2BPisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-165269583581635607</id><published>2011-04-26T13:20:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-26T13:25:32.932+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Steve Jobs: How to live before you die | Video on TED.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ted.com/talks/steve_jobs_how_to_live_before_you_die.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Steve Jobs: How to live before you die | Video on TED.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UF8uR6Z6KLc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My 10 take aways from this video - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;1) What you stumble onto by mere curiosity and intuition is likely to be priceless later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;2) Life is about connecting the dots. You can't connect the dots looking forward, you can only connect them looking backwards.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;3) You have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in the future. That will give you the courage to follow your heart even when it leads you away from the well worne path. And that will make all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;4) Sometimes life will hit you on the head with a brick.....Don't lose faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;5) You have to find what you love ...this is as true for work as it is for your lover.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;6) If you haven't found "it" yet....keep looking and don't settle...cause when you find "it" you will just know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;7)If you live each day as if it were your last ....Some day you will most certainly be right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;8) Your time is limited so don't waste it living someone else's life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;9) Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They some how already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;10) Stay hungry .....Stay foolish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-165269583581635607?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ted.com/talks/steve_jobs_how_to_live_before_you_die.html' title='Steve Jobs: How to live before you die | Video on TED.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/165269583581635607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=165269583581635607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/165269583581635607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/165269583581635607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/04/steve-jobs-how-to-live-before-you-die.html' title='Steve Jobs: How to live before you die | Video on TED.com'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UF8uR6Z6KLc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-9172230525881212846</id><published>2011-04-25T22:34:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-26T04:21:56.068+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>3 Years Old :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkYkoXzCasQ/TbWrNbmC_yI/AAAAAAAACYQ/x-siBte0TAw/s1600/3rd-birthday.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkYkoXzCasQ/TbWrNbmC_yI/AAAAAAAACYQ/x-siBte0TAw/s400/3rd-birthday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599569958939066146" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3 years ago, it was merely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My tryst with writing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Attempting to give words to thoughts and feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Starting a dialogue with myself and like minded others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Today, 3 years later....It has grown....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It has become more of a "way of live" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday to www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Many thanks to all of you - readers, followers, well wishers for being a part of this wonderful journey :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-9172230525881212846?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/9172230525881212846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=9172230525881212846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/9172230525881212846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/9172230525881212846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-years-old.html' title='3 Years Old :)'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkYkoXzCasQ/TbWrNbmC_yI/AAAAAAAACYQ/x-siBte0TAw/s72-c/3rd-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8897931903761989902</id><published>2011-04-21T19:17:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:19:05.063+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>I Love Airports...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48HcErcPny0/TbBDfF9z_YI/AAAAAAAACYI/q_kORY9SWWw/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48HcErcPny0/TbBDfF9z_YI/AAAAAAAACYI/q_kORY9SWWw/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598048538277969282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As said in a popular Hindi TV commercial - "Darr Sabko Lagta Hai.....Lekin Darr Ke Aage Jeet Hoti Hai". For those of you who may not know, I have "Acrophobia" or the fear of heights. I do not recollect having ever sat on a roller coaster or giant wheel and I freak out days before I actually have to board a flight to some place. Now given that the world today is a "global village" and that I enjoy travelling to unseen places, avoiding getting on that damn plane seems virtually impossible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So I continue to courageously bear with the rapid pounding of my heart, churning of my stomach and spinning of my head on the numerous flights that I take. However as much as I detest flights, I have this deep inner affinity for airports, which I haven't quite been able to put a finger on. No matter how big or small, hi-tech or straightforward, domestic or international they may be - I love airports. Undeniably one of the foremost reasons for this remains the pure joy of literally stepping foot on ground, after being tortured in the air. But other than that its a heady feeling of independence and opportunity that I experience every time I tread along an aero bridge towards the airport lobby waiting to open the doors to encounter the world outside. Simple....yeah I know...but for me simply very exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And as I expectedly wait for my luggage to be delivered by the conveyer belt, I enjoy looking around observing fellow travelers, musing over their nationalities or purpose of visit, and finally adoring the meeting and greetings between long lost family members, siblings, friends, colleagues etc. scenes which each have a beautiful and different story to tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yeah so I guess I have it finally figured out - I love airports....simply because they unassumingly and routinely bridge the distance between loved ones. :) Spare a thought about what you feel the next time you drive down there. And if you do, let me know what it was that made you pause and smile :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8897931903761989902?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8897931903761989902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8897931903761989902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8897931903761989902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8897931903761989902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-airports.html' title='I Love Airports...'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48HcErcPny0/TbBDfF9z_YI/AAAAAAAACYI/q_kORY9SWWw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2052602187595050420</id><published>2011-04-21T18:47:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:16:25.449+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Munich &amp; Salzburg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I vaguely recall some fortune teller, not so long ago, telling my mother that the "travel line" on my right palm was long enough to take me far and wide, a prophecy which only made me squeal with joy. With every passing day I gleefully admit that there might be some truth in what he said after all......and I am not complaining ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've just returned home, after travelling across 2 cities - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Munich"&gt;Munich&lt;/a&gt;, Germany (which the Italians call 'Monaco di Bavaria') and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salzburg"&gt;Salzburg&lt;/a&gt;, Austria. A trip I planned quite spontaneously after realising that SN was going to be away for work, for a period too long for my comfort and other wise inherent adaptibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I spent 4 days in Munich, 1 day at &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dachau"&gt;Dachau&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; 1 day at Salzburg. Sharing with you some of the impressions left on my mind, way after I had left the people and places behind. It worked out to be an absolutely wonderful trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cR351I4of80/TbAngNcPYUI/AAAAAAAACXM/UXH5n_-LFOo/s1600/DSC02515.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cR351I4of80/TbAngNcPYUI/AAAAAAAACXM/UXH5n_-LFOo/s320/DSC02515.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598017771138933058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 1 - The 'Rathause' (new town hall) and 'MarinePlatz' (the main square), Munich Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmdfngujH0U/TbAnW0VDoNI/AAAAAAAACXE/1rd5Qj--8fs/s1600/DSC02518.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmdfngujH0U/TbAnW0VDoNI/AAAAAAAACXE/1rd5Qj--8fs/s320/DSC02518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598017609779093714" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 2 - The beautiful blue fountain at Marineplatz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNvPW3Dg-y8/TbAnD7v5zmI/AAAAAAAACW8/ju-nE5ia9dk/s1600/DSC02540.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PNvPW3Dg-y8/TbAnD7v5zmI/AAAAAAAACW8/ju-nE5ia9dk/s320/DSC02540.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598017285353229922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PIC 3 - 'Apfelstrudel' - Delicious warm Apple strudle served with custard sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4vIz06EEa28/TbAm2TMFtyI/AAAAAAAACW0/K9-Jkh2tMGM/s1600/DSC02722.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4vIz06EEa28/TbAm2TMFtyI/AAAAAAAACW0/K9-Jkh2tMGM/s320/DSC02722.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598017051127297826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PIC 4 - 'Wurst' (sausage) with sweet mustard and grated 'Daikon' (radish)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPtVSBwO8mw/TbAmtVt3dII/AAAAAAAACWs/3MdrtdJJlbg/s1600/DSC02531.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPtVSBwO8mw/TbAmtVt3dII/AAAAAAAACWs/3MdrtdJJlbg/s320/DSC02531.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598016897187017858" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 5 - 'Haufbrauhaus' - the worlds most famous and oldest beer house in Munich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q6VGOH7BaGk/TbAmh7U9V_I/AAAAAAAACWk/8qJYq0lvCIE/s1600/DSC02545.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q6VGOH7BaGk/TbAmh7U9V_I/AAAAAAAACWk/8qJYq0lvCIE/s320/DSC02545.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598016701124663282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PIC 6 - The stunning frescoes on the ceiling of the beer house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fq2rTmBZzyc/TbAmVjO6g-I/AAAAAAAACWc/HQ5AumY9nPM/s1600/DSC02587.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fq2rTmBZzyc/TbAmVjO6g-I/AAAAAAAACWc/HQ5AumY9nPM/s320/DSC02587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598016488498430946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 7 - 'Dachau' - the significance of this name will never be erased from German history. It stands for all 'concentration camps' the Nazis established in their territory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdRzgbHPueM/TbAmG80uURI/AAAAAAAACWU/Z7DLuXE-tqw/s1600/DSC02633.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdRzgbHPueM/TbAmG80uURI/AAAAAAAACWU/Z7DLuXE-tqw/s320/DSC02633.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598016237669863698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 8 - 'Dachau' - today even the deathly silence has a story to tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi4Z8XjWE80/TbAl87DxJwI/AAAAAAAACWM/fQ38Wf3zRGs/s1600/DSC02632.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vi4Z8XjWE80/TbAl87DxJwI/AAAAAAAACWM/fQ38Wf3zRGs/s320/DSC02632.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598016065397401346" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 9 - The 'Dachau memorial' - In honor of those who died and to warn those living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0NljHVa9m4/TbAlx3LfFjI/AAAAAAAACWE/avqZrPy17ME/s1600/DSC02706.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O0NljHVa9m4/TbAlx3LfFjI/AAAAAAAACWE/avqZrPy17ME/s320/DSC02706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598015875377468978" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 10 - Mozart's residence, Salzburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IrhZ8wM858/TbAlpS7t51I/AAAAAAAACV8/qOihMWtaRyc/s1600/DSC02719.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_IrhZ8wM858/TbAlpS7t51I/AAAAAAAACV8/qOihMWtaRyc/s320/DSC02719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598015728208701266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 11- The breath taking interiors of the Salzburg cathedral.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2pn_E_v7Sk/TbAlcGGAQgI/AAAAAAAACV0/zKS3dJZt8LM/s1600/DSC02718.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2pn_E_v7Sk/TbAlcGGAQgI/AAAAAAAACV0/zKS3dJZt8LM/s320/DSC02718.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598015501423886850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;PIC 12 - The marvelous fortess at Salzburg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2052602187595050420?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2052602187595050420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2052602187595050420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2052602187595050420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2052602187595050420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/04/travelogue-munich-salzburg_21.html' title='Travelogue - Munich &amp; Salzburg'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cR351I4of80/TbAngNcPYUI/AAAAAAAACXM/UXH5n_-LFOo/s72-c/DSC02515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8538375758022687666</id><published>2011-04-06T16:22:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-06T16:29:14.406+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Men are from Mars; Women from Venus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc6xi1Y4KPg/TZxGf3kkkaI/AAAAAAAACVQ/hG1k4a3weUM/s1600/IMG00674-20110406-1249.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc6xi1Y4KPg/TZxGf3kkkaI/AAAAAAAACVQ/hG1k4a3weUM/s400/IMG00674-20110406-1249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592422350594544034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;SN's side of the table &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09BOHo_200s/TZxGYvH9dfI/AAAAAAAACVI/yUZazhUSHys/s1600/IMG00673-20110406-1248.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-09BOHo_200s/TZxGYvH9dfI/AAAAAAAACVI/yUZazhUSHys/s400/IMG00673-20110406-1248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592422228067972594" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My side of the table &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This is perhaps why they say "Men are from Mars, Women from Venus" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8538375758022687666?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8538375758022687666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8538375758022687666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8538375758022687666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8538375758022687666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/04/men-are-from-mars-women-from-venus.html' title='Men are from Mars; Women from Venus'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rc6xi1Y4KPg/TZxGf3kkkaI/AAAAAAAACVQ/hG1k4a3weUM/s72-c/IMG00674-20110406-1249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7753431695250225137</id><published>2011-03-31T21:39:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:58:52.245+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>My Pow Wow With Strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;We have a land line at home and since the house is registered in the name of the company that SN works with currently, there are quite a few calls from people inquiring if we would like to enter our home information in the classifieds / directory. For the first few days, I refused to answer the damn phone out of complete fear of being unable to express myself in an alien language. 10 days later, I have to admit I have made some progress. I now have the shortest possible, largely one sided and extremely monotonous conversations with random people on the phone, which go some what like this - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Stranger - Pronto !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Pronto (Hello)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Stranger - Blah Blah Blah Blah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Non Parlo Italiano (I don't speak Italian) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Si Parla Inglese (Do you speak English) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - No? (No?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Ahhh...hmmmm...ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Va Bene (Okie) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - No problema (No problem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Grazie Mille (Thank you very much) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Me - Ciao (Bye) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The receiver is put down very politely ....and I get on with my day ....well, at least till the next time my phone decides to go "tring tring" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7753431695250225137?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7753431695250225137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7753431695250225137&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7753431695250225137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7753431695250225137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-pow-wow-with-strangers.html' title='My Pow Wow With Strangers'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6282589732493585913</id><published>2011-03-30T21:55:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-30T22:07:00.069+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>I Feel My Quest Has Begun ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For the proverbial middle path sought by most women .......&lt;br /&gt;Striking the seemingly farcical balance between .......&lt;br /&gt;A Home Maker vs a Career Woman &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A Food Enthusiast vs A Health Buff&lt;br /&gt;A Wife vs a Friend&lt;br /&gt;A perfect daughter vs a perfect daughter in law&lt;br /&gt;Being dutifully obedient  vs tenaciously standing one’s own ground&lt;br /&gt;Being fatalistic vs being a believer&lt;br /&gt;Being stoic and strong vs being emotional and vulnerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I feel my search has only just begun,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that perhaps accomplishing this utopian middle path could well take me my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps working towards it alone, will allow the balance to evolve magically and very organically.&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6282589732493585913?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7603752072203380135</id><published>2011-03-29T16:36:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T16:45:31.551+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Sicily (Snapshots)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HqpQ3mxUGQ/TZG9yi4wFCI/AAAAAAAACTI/nVqgeS2dU64/s1600/IMG00615-20110328-1327.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HqpQ3mxUGQ/TZG9yi4wFCI/AAAAAAAACTI/nVqgeS2dU64/s320/IMG00615-20110328-1327.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589457288599442466" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic 1 - The 'Baglio' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFHUrwZDtHw/TZG9ti7E7sI/AAAAAAAACTA/qXC5_Ozr2wk/s1600/IMG00625-20110328-1809.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yFHUrwZDtHw/TZG9ti7E7sI/AAAAAAAACTA/qXC5_Ozr2wk/s320/IMG00625-20110328-1809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589457202709851842" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic 2 - The Lemon Plantations&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUiazqqB230/TZG9nyPNWsI/AAAAAAAACS4/gKhSdnJNarI/s1600/IMG00616-20110328-1542.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUiazqqB230/TZG9nyPNWsI/AAAAAAAACS4/gKhSdnJNarI/s320/IMG00616-20110328-1542.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589457103741606594" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic 3 - The Yard with Olive Shrubs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-daE_A9FX5gc/TZG9hbU6vvI/AAAAAAAACSw/2bYU6MuEaj4/s1600/IMG00626-20110328-1810.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-daE_A9FX5gc/TZG9hbU6vvI/AAAAAAAACSw/2bYU6MuEaj4/s320/IMG00626-20110328-1810.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589456994512322290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic 4 - The Chapel &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDB5S9qJd_4/TZG9cdH5NnI/AAAAAAAACSo/ZPwM89oUclQ/s1600/IMG00628-20110328-1811.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UDB5S9qJd_4/TZG9cdH5NnI/AAAAAAAACSo/ZPwM89oUclQ/s320/IMG00628-20110328-1811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589456909095220850" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic 5 - The 'Lounge' with the fire place and pool table&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tlngkBS7TM8/TZG9VFS6qKI/AAAAAAAACSg/0n_eZsVzSrM/s1600/IMG00629-20110328-1813.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tlngkBS7TM8/TZG9VFS6qKI/AAAAAAAACSg/0n_eZsVzSrM/s320/IMG00629-20110328-1813.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589456782439917730" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic 6 - Our Room at the Baglio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7603752072203380135?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7603752072203380135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7603752072203380135&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7603752072203380135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7603752072203380135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/03/travelogue-sicily-snapshots.html' title='Travelogue - Sicily (Snapshots)'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HqpQ3mxUGQ/TZG9yi4wFCI/AAAAAAAACTI/nVqgeS2dU64/s72-c/IMG00615-20110328-1327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3882981869973882303</id><published>2011-03-28T20:17:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-28T21:33:28.459+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travelogue'/><title type='text'>Travelogue - Sicily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I couldn't agree more with PM when she said she didn't see the point in planning beyond a week. And for some one who has on paper a plan A, plan B and plan C for the next 30 years of her life, lesson number one of being married has been "To Stop Planning" ;) cause you can be assured that nothing is going to quite work out the way you had planned it to be ;). For example : If you cook dinner, you will probably dine out that very evening ; If you plan a weekend of sight seeing in the city, you will probably land up travelling to a totally different country dutifully accompanying your better half while he tours for work. No I am not complaining.....Yet !! ;) I am just talking about change that I am now trying to get accustomed to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So this Sunday without much warning (or planning) I had to travel with SN to the land of olives, oranges, wine and the mafia - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sicily"&gt;Sicily&lt;/a&gt;.  We took an Easy Jet flight to Palermo and then drove down for an hour to reach &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Menfi"&gt;Menfi&lt;/a&gt; on the Western Coast of Sicily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sometimes the best stuff happens when you haven't planned for it. And this trip to Sicily sure seems to be a brilliant example. So it's going to be 3 nights / 4 days in the Lanzara Casa Vinicola (Lanzara Winery) and we stay at the &lt;a href="http://151.1.183.204/lanzara2010/il-baglio-san-vincenzo/"&gt;Baglio&lt;/a&gt; (farm) at the property spanning across approximately 50 hectares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The property dominates the San Vincenzo creek situated at a height of 270 mts. and its beauty really lies in its varied landscape with the vineyards, olive yards and citrus plantations alternating through the area. A dense starry night and a friendly care taker welcomed us here last night. We had a quick dinner of delicious &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parmigiana_di_melanzane"&gt;Parmigiana di Melanzane &lt;/a&gt;seated in a comfortable lounge warmed by a wooden fire place, overlooking the breathtakingly beautiful baglio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And while SN and his colleagues take forward work on their solar tracker today, I sit comfortably sipping on a glass of Syrah, taking  in the beauty of my surroundings and putting down some random plans for SN and me .....can't help old habits die hard ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Arrivederci !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3882981869973882303?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3882981869973882303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3882981869973882303&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3882981869973882303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3882981869973882303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/03/travelogue-sicily.html' title='Travelogue - Sicily'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8991141261261001278</id><published>2011-03-21T17:19:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:11:07.755+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Benvenuti a Roma : Welcome to Roma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;I remember bidding adieu to this site a few months ago, promising to return with a new post, in the new year, from a new country. Unfortunately things did not unfold in the manner that I had predicted, and its only 3 months later that I can now ensure that two of the three things I had promised come true - a new post from a new country ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to Rome to join SN last Saturday. Something we had not only long anticipated but certainly wished for more than you can even remotely imagine. So here I am, in my new home, in a new country, knowing no one else other than SN whom I live with. I had promised my self that I wouldn’t let the prospects of an alien land and people, numb me in any manner. And as SN left for work this morning, I realised that this is where my tryst begins ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you posted about this tryst of mine in days to come by, but as of now I continue enjoying lying on my bed well past noon, reminiscing in the memories of an awesome weekend spent and a beautiful journey to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My welcome to Rome, included amidst other things a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs, chicken Pattie &amp;amp; coffee on Sunday morning and Penne in a tomato sauce flavored with ham and red wine for dinner on Sunday evening, not only cooked to perfection by SN, but served with loads of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semplicimente Perfetto !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hunyr3h7_rA/TYdCVFFrrvI/AAAAAAAACI4/8ASZzCGBNhU/s72-c/IMG00589-20110320-1352%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5472232703457185227</id><published>2011-03-08T15:03:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-08T17:33:41.696+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Happy Women's Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3fLcYYEXOs/TXX4COf3n2I/AAAAAAAACIc/MZSiNdvCdvM/s1600/200497_10150148080130091_522495090_8377976_3217582_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581640030330789730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3fLcYYEXOs/TXX4COf3n2I/AAAAAAAACIc/MZSiNdvCdvM/s400/200497_10150148080130091_522495090_8377976_3217582_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewPoetry.asp?id=76121"&gt;Woman’s Day - by &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authorsden.com/visit/author.asp?AuthorID=1713"&gt;Carolyn HowardJohnson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewPoetry.asp?id=76121"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To touch the caterpillar-curve of a baby’s thigh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe in guileless oxygen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breathe out giddy, unshackled glee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to see a sunrise of pink-spun sugar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silken sunsets the color of cantaloupes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to mouth a mango’s flesh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taste a plum’s orgasmic juice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bask in an approving smile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mostly, my dear,my ingénue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to suck in sharp, quick spikes of choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ether’s own freedom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5472232703457185227?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5472232703457185227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5472232703457185227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5472232703457185227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5472232703457185227'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Ode to Times Unlimited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I exist in the moment , my longings are of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander in the moment, my discoveries are of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write in the moment , my stories are of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dive in the moment, my sojourns are of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guitar in the moment, my melodies are of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I die in the moment, my fears are of now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be reborn in the moment, my memoirs are of now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Written by KS a year ago) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-1251482749066038307?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/1251482749066038307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=1251482749066038307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1251482749066038307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1251482749066038307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/03/ode-to-times-unlimited.html' title='Ode to Times Unlimited'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5407977541156187578</id><published>2011-03-06T14:43:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:21:35.821+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>It remains 'unsaid'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;If looks could speak more than words, and if the words could be comprehended correctly, I think this is what might have been said today ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yaad rakhna ki duniya ke kisi kone mein koi khush hai, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Kyun ki tum khush ho"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5407977541156187578?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5407977541156187578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5407977541156187578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5407977541156187578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5407977541156187578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-remains-unsaid.html' title='It remains &apos;unsaid&apos;'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-690884482741012340</id><published>2011-03-04T19:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-04T19:31:35.604+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Life - Events - Reactions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;When having patience, pays,&lt;br /&gt;When genuine prayers, are answered,&lt;br /&gt;When rock solid faith, is only further reinforced,&lt;br /&gt;When sweet promises, are effortlessly kept,&lt;br /&gt;When love, sensitivity and sensibilities only grow,&lt;br /&gt;When distance, decides to stop being a hindering factor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;When the wait ends, with a happy ending.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can’t help but say “whatever the hell happens, possibly happens for the best” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Read this on a website this morning and simply loved it - "Life is 10% about what happens to you and 90% how you react to it" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-690884482741012340?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-675601403135141750</id><published>2011-03-02T21:49:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:26:44.435+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>People &amp; Trademarks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Trademark greetings and sign offs which make me smile ear to ear, even when I only read them as text, because they are an instant reminder of the people in my life 'who really care' and 'who really matter' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Geeeeeee!!!"&lt;br /&gt;"Kasa Kai?"&lt;br /&gt;"Kasa Aahe Tai?"&lt;br /&gt;"Lousieeeee !!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;"What's up gorgeous?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;"You look lovely, as always"&lt;br /&gt;"What colour is it today?"&lt;br /&gt;"Write me an application......."&lt;br /&gt;"I am around, always....." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Over and out"&lt;br /&gt;"Love you, baby!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-675601403135141750?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/675601403135141750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=675601403135141750&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/675601403135141750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/675601403135141750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-trademarks.html' title='People &amp; Trademarks'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-1628243194778108642</id><published>2011-02-26T18:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:33:28.749+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Reason to Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;"I'm free to be whatever I, whatever i choose, &amp;amp; I'll sing the blues if i want,&lt;br /&gt;I'm free to say whatever I, whatever I like, if it's wrong or right it's alright,&lt;br /&gt;Always seems to me, you only see what people want﻿ you to see&lt;br /&gt;How long's it gonna be, before we get on the bus, and cause no fuss, get a grip on yourself, it dont cost much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "  &gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;Free to be whatever you, whatever you say, if it comes my way it's alright!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZWJBIwqiG1c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-1628243194778108642?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/1628243194778108642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=1628243194778108642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1628243194778108642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1628243194778108642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/02/reason-to-believe.html' title='Reason to Believe'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZWJBIwqiG1c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-1430524226536518613</id><published>2011-02-25T15:32:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-25T17:23:21.391+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Parlo Italiano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Holy Roman Emperor – Charles V once said that he would speak Spanish with God, French with men, German with his horses, but Italian with women, since this beautiful language alone can express many subtleties of feeling and thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italian even today, is still considered one of most musical languages in the world. And as I get acquainted to the Italian language, in my free time with great help from SN, I couldn't agree more with this statement. So while I am still a very very early learner, these are my current top 10 favorite Italian words / phrases. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Tu Sei Pazzo - You are Crazy&lt;br /&gt;2. Grazie Mille - Thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;3. Dimmi tu - Tell me&lt;br /&gt;4. Per favore - Please&lt;br /&gt;5. Andiamo - Lets go&lt;br /&gt;6. Me Dispiace - I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;7. A Presto - See you soon&lt;br /&gt;8. Sto Sorridendo - I am smiling&lt;br /&gt;9. Non C'male - Not bad&lt;br /&gt;10. Non so- I don't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I use any of these phrases, the woman in me simply goes - Yeyy !! So I have reasons to believe that Charles V was pretty correct in his stand after all ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-1430524226536518613?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/1430524226536518613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=1430524226536518613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1430524226536518613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1430524226536518613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/02/parlo-italiano.html' title='Parlo Italiano'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6438159962094576157</id><published>2011-02-18T14:32:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:10:30.332+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Cheering the Blue Brigade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeyy !! Cricket World Cup Fever’s in the air again!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With less than 24 hours to go, the world awaits with labored breath for the kick starting of this mega event, which undoubtedly is one of the most exhilarating ones in the history of the sport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while the classic gender stereotype would blindly label me as an obvious non cricket enthusiast, I wish to publicly reiterate for whatever it is worth, that I consider myself very much a part of the million odd cricket fanatics from India, who will be vociferously and passionately cheering for Team India at the upcoming tournament. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A website I was surfing through succinctly and very prescriptively lays down the following rules for us to follow before we can adorn the title of being a “true” Cricket fanatic.The list includes- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You spruce up your wardrobe with new T-shirts &amp;amp; jerseys keeping abreast with the latest fashion trends in time for the upcoming cricket season.&lt;br /&gt;2. You adjust your social calendar according to the much publicized match schedule, ensuring you absolutely do not miss any of the important matches.&lt;br /&gt;3. FM in your car / on your mobile phone is permanently tuned onto the radio frequency which airs live match updates.&lt;br /&gt;4. You keep an excel sheet to chart the tally points of each of the 14 participating teams, continuously keeping an eye on how your team is faring amidst serious competition.&lt;br /&gt;5. You regale your friends with cricket trivia, post spending hours going through James Alters, “the History of World Cup Cricket”&lt;br /&gt;6. You not only know the names and fact sheet of each player on your finger tips, you also track the umpires appointed for the tournament along with their track records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, though I confess that I would seriously fail the above acid test on every single count, I still swear to being a true cricket fan for my own reasons stated below -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Despite all my other commitments (which by the way are quite a handful ;)) I will follow most of the matches of the tournament, mapping Team India’s place in the group from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;2. All possible self attested rules of feng shui will be practiced during any match I watch live, including favorable seating arrangement for my co viewers, fixed lucky volume settings for the TV, planned and rationed loo breaks etc. with special caution when Sachin Tendulkar is batting.&lt;br /&gt;3. I truly believe irrespective of the massive score we may be chasing in any match, that we are still very much in the game till Sachin Tendulkar is at the crease.&lt;br /&gt;4. I believe that there is no plausible high and bigger adrenaline rush you can experience, as you do while witnessing the Men in Blue perform on the field, to breeze through a tough opposition, in some critical match.&lt;br /&gt;5. Though I may be rather weak in understanding and appreciating the finer technical details of the game, I love it for merely the values of determination, courage, persuasiveness, strategy, team spirit &amp;amp; physical endurance that the game represents in its finer form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So irrespective of whether you qualify as a "thoroughbred cricket fan" or not, if you simply share a passion for the sport the way I do, I hope you will be joining many others like me to cheer the men in blue starting tomorrow noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TEAM INDIA !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS: For the amateur’s, here’s some cricket trivia it wouldn’t harm you to keep abreast with:&lt;br /&gt;1. The 2011 Cricket World Cup is the 10th Cricket World cup&lt;br /&gt;2. It is being co hosted by 3 S. Asian counties – India, Sri Lanka &amp;amp; Bangladesh&lt;br /&gt;3. Will witness 14 national teams compete&lt;br /&gt;4. First match is on the 19th between India &amp;amp; Bangladesh&lt;br /&gt;5. India is a part of Group B – competing with Bangladesh, England, S. Africa, West Indies, Ireland &amp;amp; Holland for a slot in the Quarter finals.&lt;br /&gt;6. Group A on the other hand includes Australia, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, New Zealand, Zimbabwe, Canada &amp;amp; Kenya.&lt;br /&gt;7. The world cup finals will be in Mumbai on the 2nd April 2011. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6438159962094576157?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6438159962094576157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6438159962094576157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6438159962094576157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6438159962094576157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/02/cheering-blue-brigade.html' title='Cheering the Blue Brigade'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3552033324872449490</id><published>2011-02-17T19:34:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:06:44.650+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Barista delivers, when my 'Moka' can't !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdl38uqRCEI/TV0tbvBX0OI/AAAAAAAACGU/fTIBbu2TsN0/s1600/IMG00387-20110217-1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574661868256481506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdl38uqRCEI/TV0tbvBX0OI/AAAAAAAACGU/fTIBbu2TsN0/s320/IMG00387-20110217-1936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shot to instant happiness &amp;amp; vigor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An acceptable performance enhancer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A threatening caffeine addiction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still Deciding .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, choosing to enjoy the pure bliss delivered through my daily cup of well brewed coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3552033324872449490?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3552033324872449490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3552033324872449490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3552033324872449490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3552033324872449490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/02/barista-delivers-when-my-moka-cant.html' title='Barista delivers, when my &apos;Moka&apos; can&apos;t !'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rdl38uqRCEI/TV0tbvBX0OI/AAAAAAAACGU/fTIBbu2TsN0/s72-c/IMG00387-20110217-1936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-719377669110271508</id><published>2011-02-14T19:44:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-17T19:03:45.863+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>This Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'LOVE' SPELLS FOR ME ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to effortlessly laugh together,&lt;br /&gt;Weep without embarrassment,&lt;br /&gt;Share one's greatest fears and insecurities &amp;amp; feel the others pain,&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate each other’s company while lazing around on the couch doing “nothing” at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to heal with a touch.&lt;br /&gt;Speak volumes without words,&lt;br /&gt;To make small moments last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ability to selflessly give, despite no fore casted returns,&lt;br /&gt;To challenge and eventually win over perceived barriers of space or time,&lt;br /&gt;To dream the impossible and constantly believe that every single one will come true some day in the near future,&lt;br /&gt;To be each other’s greatest strength and biggest weakness, both at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To discover myriad new meanings in life .....while undertaking a journey together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-719377669110271508?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/719377669110271508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=719377669110271508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/719377669110271508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/719377669110271508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-valentines-day.html' title='This Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-809609519139923757</id><published>2011-01-20T21:56:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-21T14:21:39.724+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Your mood for 2011</title><content type='html'>One word to capture the mood for 2011 - the year unfolding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pick -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;SANGUINITY&lt;/strong&gt;" - cheerfully confident, optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats yours ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-809609519139923757?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/809609519139923757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=809609519139923757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/809609519139923757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/809609519139923757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/01/your-mood-for-2011.html' title='Your mood for 2011'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2299010038404366472</id><published>2011-01-19T10:12:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-22T11:08:45.173+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Bringing on 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5....4....3.....2.....1 HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;With SN kissing me in direct and full frontal view of his significantly large immediate family, the hundreds of people screaming and shouting in the back ground on the dance floor bursting at its seams, and the beautiful myriads of fireworks lighting up the night sky, all seemed to fade away into oblivion....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;That's how I brought in 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;A surprisingly fun evening, albeit very different from my typical "bringing in of new years- 31st night celebrations" A very special date because like many others it marked a milestone for the two of us. The end of 2010, a phenomenal year where we took the gargantuan step of committing ourselves and our lives to each other, and the beginning of 2011, our first year together exploring what life has to offer us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;It seems like a decade has passed since my last post and life has been certainly full enough to not give me a chance to pointlessly deliberate about the transitory phase I am in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;I can't help agree with KS that "change" irrespective of the direction it takes you in, is almost always significantly better that being stuck up in a "static" state of being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;And oh what change the last fortnight has entailed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I now wear a ring on my wedding finger and a mangalsutra around my neck - a proverbial stamp of my marital status for the world to see and comprehend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I have been promoted to operate as "wife", "daughter in law", "sister in law", "aunt" et all, some roles that I have come to romance quite dearly from the word go, and others that will take some time for me to really get into the character ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I have moved 4 cities in 20 days, lived out of 3 suitcases, still don't know where exactly "home" is ? and despite being a genetically ordained manic planner, this state of flux and the related uncertainty hasn't quite perturbed me yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I have spent 3 weeks being physically away from my family and friends (with whom I have of course been in touch)  yet not experienced any serious separation pangs. Perhaps a wonderfully relieving sign that some relationships are just rock solid constant in your life, and yet again reiterating the beauty of certain new ties which challenge the cliched notion of all being a function of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I have very painfully (and quite unexpectedly) had to come to terms with living apart from SN for what we pray is not more than a couple of months, post some major hitches in me getting a Schengen visa, to Italy. Forced living away from someone you have just begun to share your life with is oh such a dampner, but cheers to Internet and technology which shows promise to help us keep the spark alive &amp;amp; sanity intact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I cheerfully resigned from my job a few weeks back, only to more cheerfully provisionally join back today, to find myself sit at my very own work station, with my assorted colored stationery, cup of mocha in hand, chatting with colleagues, in a rather familiar work environment ; things which continue to individually and collectively make me very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I have lost 3 kgs in 20 days, without even a thought leave aside attempt (planned or otherwise) to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;- I have actually been reading daily before bed. I have "Eat, Pray, Love, Committed" by Elizabert Gizbert (which PM gifted me) on my book shelf, and it continues to enthrall me with its subtle yet very poignant message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;With this and many other minor personal changes, including my choice of tooth paste, mode of transport, design of handbag, style of shoes, colour of nails, type of eye make up, the one thing constant between this year coming up, and the last is that I am entering it with an excited, giddy headed feeling that it is going to be better than any other in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;So here's bringing on 2011 on www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2299010038404366472?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2299010038404366472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2299010038404366472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2299010038404366472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2299010038404366472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2011/01/bringing-on-2011.html' title='Bringing on 2011'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7223947181005527083</id><published>2010-11-29T02:03:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:49:31.816+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>It's Almost Time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;It's almost time ....&lt;br /&gt;For some phenomenal, seemingly almost paranormal change,&lt;br /&gt;For what SN sweetly calls a much needed and well deserved break from work,&lt;br /&gt;For bidding adieu to my much loved home city of 29 years,&lt;br /&gt;For physically leaving behind my family and friends, both my rock solid support systems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's almost time ....&lt;br /&gt;For a new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;For celebrations to begin for a life of togetherness with SN,&lt;br /&gt;For a new place to call home,&lt;br /&gt;For a new role as a wife, daughter in law &amp;amp; sister in law,&lt;br /&gt;For a move to a new country and a new culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's almost time ...&lt;br /&gt;For a temporary albeit necessary break from this space,&lt;br /&gt;For making a promise to be back,&lt;br /&gt;In the new year, signing in from a new country and starting a new chapter here on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So yeah, here's hoping for a fabulous new beginning :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7223947181005527083?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7223947181005527083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7223947181005527083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7223947181005527083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7223947181005527083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-almost-time.html' title='It&apos;s Almost Time....'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-284700623185962223</id><published>2010-11-21T00:17:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-29T02:50:52.977+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Buon Compleanno !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;5 ways I will be celebrating SN's birthday today ...while being miles apart .....and regretting it to a point where my heart is wrenching (if that is a possible heart condition;)). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;1) Bake a cake (which with me as the chef was very predictably going to be chocolate, until I received a message saying "No chocolate cake, please ......." :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;2) Go for a walk / run tomorrow morning by Marine Drive. (yes you read it right...not Worli Sea Face this time ..... for some fresh morning air and other recollections) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;3) Attempt to watch 1 complete 5 minute Utube video post off his Facebook wall, featuring his favourite American Football team - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pittsburgh_Steelers"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Steelers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;. (To try and even vaguely comprehend the context, when he very passionately says " you are a Steeler by marriage" ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;4) Visit my favorite temple (But wait before you go all "awwwww" this is to actually pray that I may have an abundance of sense and sensibility I might actually require to be the lawfully wedded wife of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Megalodon"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Megalodon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt; ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;And finally - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;5) Raise a toast with a glass of Sangria (in the absence of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Absinthe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Absinthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;) that 2010 may successfully bring along what he hails the most important chapter of his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Birthday SN !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-284700623185962223?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/284700623185962223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=284700623185962223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/284700623185962223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/284700623185962223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/11/buon-compleanno.html' title='Buon Compleanno !!'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2311360172514888862</id><published>2010-11-15T16:19:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-15T16:55:26.143+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Sunshine Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A recommended watch this week - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.afternoondc.in/48-hrs/events-sunshine-boys/article_12440"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;APB's&lt;/span&gt; adaptation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of Neil Simon’s original "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sunshine_Boys"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunshine Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;". Hoping to make it a perfect Saturday night with a bunch of colleagues &amp;amp; friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539733121531375826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TOEV7FtX8NI/AAAAAAAABP8/KSqEFw7NyaQ/s320/Untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TOEWKXnOm3I/AAAAAAAABQE/MuOeOxeywag/s1600/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539733384035474290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TOEWKXnOm3I/AAAAAAAABQE/MuOeOxeywag/s320/Untitled2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2311360172514888862?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2311360172514888862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2311360172514888862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2311360172514888862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2311360172514888862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunshine-boys.html' title='Sunshine Boys'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TOEV7FtX8NI/AAAAAAAABP8/KSqEFw7NyaQ/s72-c/Untitled1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6755881554609868430</id><published>2010-11-03T15:38:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-03T16:17:10.641+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Inked with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear SN, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;These are 25 things I think you should know about me ....incase my almost angelic disposition has successfully camouflaged the inherent madness that personifies me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't have ONE favorite colour, dress, car, book, movie, meal in my almost three decades of existence....yeah but that's the maximum extent of indecisiveness you will ever see in me.&lt;br /&gt;- I have had the same hair style for seven years, so I am very likely to have the same one for the next three decades ;)&lt;br /&gt;- I put a morning alarm on snooze for over two hours, only to effectively wake up my room mate.&lt;br /&gt;- I clean regularly to de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;- I love melodramatic Bollywood movies.&lt;br /&gt;- I may go through days without picking up a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;- I take a daily dosage of chocolate to avoid depression ;).&lt;br /&gt;- I think shopping can be orgasmic too.&lt;br /&gt;- I often note my good deed for the day.&lt;br /&gt;- I think cooking is cool.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't like being told to do things.&lt;br /&gt;- I cry when I am happy, sad, nostalgic, angry, upset...or sometimes for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;- I have a terrible sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;- I go on a diet every Monday.&lt;br /&gt;- My assets include a cupboard full of clothes, a dozen pairs of shoes and twenty three hand bags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- If I had a shitload of money I'd spend it travelling the world&lt;br /&gt;- I think adoption is a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;- I actually work for reasons other than money.&lt;br /&gt;- I am sure I will have a career span of thirty years but am not entirely sure in which sector that would be.&lt;br /&gt;- I have been waiting for years to get a tattoo ...basically waiting for pricking needles to not hurt ;)&lt;br /&gt;- I always thought it would be super cool to marry your best friend&lt;br /&gt;- I think any relationship should be 50% separate spaces and 50% shared spaces.&lt;br /&gt;- I believe that no one is perfect and every human being has imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;- I think that all you need for a relationship to work is uninhibited communication, unfaltering trust and a generous dash of sensitivity to the significant other in question.&lt;br /&gt;- I think I have the best family ever....and yeah am damn happy to have you as an integral part of it now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6755881554609868430?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6755881554609868430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6755881554609868430&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6755881554609868430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6755881554609868430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/11/inked-with-love.html' title='Inked with love'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5846557013883842327</id><published>2010-10-24T19:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:49:48.375+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Mal de ojo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TMQ9B9gEtnI/AAAAAAAABN8/5mJZLPAIlaQ/s1600/blueye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TMQ9B9gEtnI/AAAAAAAABN8/5mJZLPAIlaQ/s320/blueye.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531613346216064626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am superstitious as hell ..... so since I couldn't find the perfect black sign to ward off any negative energy, I decided to go the Turkish way and put this "Evil Eye" on my blog ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5846557013883842327?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5846557013883842327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5846557013883842327&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5846557013883842327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5846557013883842327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/10/mal-de-ojo.html' title='Mal de ojo'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TMQ9B9gEtnI/AAAAAAAABN8/5mJZLPAIlaQ/s72-c/blueye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5090062469514764140</id><published>2010-10-24T18:51:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:54:39.043+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Cloud No. 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A time comes when ...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A name means more than just a string of alphabets, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dates become milestones to a journey of togetherness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You wish you could seal time together in some time capsule, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And you work around everything possible to beat distance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A time comes when.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A person means more than all you have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A time when a script begins to unfold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Of a happy fairy tale, witnessed earlier by your subconscious mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And when you pinch yourself to awaken you from what you think is a dream, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You wince in pain, only to realise that it is in fact beautiful reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS: I've been away from my blog for a while lost in time &amp;amp; space. I met SN 6 weeks back and that marks the beginning of our journey together. We got engaged at a small traditional ceremony at home and will be tying the knot this December. So you know if you don't find me here ...am just enjoying myself being on Cloud No. 9 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh yeah I must add - SN on this platform may also go by the name "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Megalodon&lt;/span&gt;" something he picked for himself cause he thought it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kick ass&lt;/span&gt; cool...and which I must tell you is the name  of one of the greatest predators to have terrorised earth.... ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5090062469514764140?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5090062469514764140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5090062469514764140&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5090062469514764140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5090062469514764140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/10/cloud-no-9.html' title='Cloud No. 9'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5828505318901220497</id><published>2010-10-05T21:51:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-05T22:01:31.890+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>A Case to Reckon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A desperate appeal from a helpless father sits on my office desk, seeking medical assistance for his 6 year old boy. The supporting documents tell me that the young boy has lost his right arm to gangrene and the only way he will be able to lead a 'normal life', get an education and earn a livelihood 15 years hence, is if he can get a prosthetic arm now. The financial background of the family with the father earning only INR 3000 a month isn't strong enough to bear the INR 4 lac burden of this artificial aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know from experience that given the hundreds of appeals that are filed with my Foundation the probability of this one receiving support is pretty low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The innocent picture of the boy and the pained expression of the father continues to hound me through the day. I cannot deny that my own personal experiences are making me far more sensitive and emotionally involved in the issue at hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have always believed that "charity" and "giving" is a personal thing. Despite being a development worker I do not interfere with decisions regarding "giving" even for my own family, until and unless my opinion on the matter is sought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;But this time around I am wondering -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- I may have 15 people in my immediate circle for whom a donation of a few thousand INR would mean nothing and who would in all probability very graciously offer to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Should I be just doing my personal bit and leave it to the boys father to arrange the rest from other quarters in which case would he actually be able to network to raise these funds ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Or would it be useful of me to attempt to build the kitty from my family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Would an appeal from my side be undermining my family and friends intent and efforts possibly already underway to make a difference and would it emotionally coerce them to "give" only because they cant send me a regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Would I ponder so much and hesitate to mobilise support if God forbid the beneficiary in question was somebody I knew personally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I stand by my point of view that "giving is personal" and perhaps "asking" is what complicates and changes the dynamics of it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I continue to ponder, pressurised knowing that my decision could well impact a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5828505318901220497?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5828505318901220497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5828505318901220497&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5828505318901220497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5828505318901220497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/10/case-to-reckon.html' title='A Case to Reckon'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-113583123281767307</id><published>2010-09-30T14:30:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-01T18:02:39.501+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Heaven on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Where gardens give out such sweet fragrances they actually caress you when you pass them by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where melodies seem so rich you can actually see them dancing through the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where colors are so exquisite they tickle all of your senses.&lt;br /&gt;Where it seems that flying comes naturally to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where some have moons that hum lullabies each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;May this be the beginning of such a space and time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Where with every heart beat, there's a legend in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Inspired by - Notes from the Universe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-113583123281767307?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/113583123281767307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=113583123281767307&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/113583123281767307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/113583123281767307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/09/heaven-on-earth.html' title='Heaven on Earth'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3394874733149138701</id><published>2010-09-28T16:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:45:39.099+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G&apos;s Gyan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Down With Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a few months after the HR department of the large Indian conglomerate I work with decided to roll out a rather organized "fun at work initiative" called 'Dil Se', I came across this post aptly titled "&lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/node/17035923"&gt;Down with Fun&lt;/a&gt;" :). The central point of debate remains whether management would ever be successful in cosmetologically albeit strategically, injecting fun and enthusiasm in the work place, with the ulterior motive of increasing employee engagement &amp;amp; productivity. Personally being someone who detests being coerced to do absolutely anything, a routine fun hour, I dread is going to be a mere drudgery, more so also for many others like me. In which case though the attempt may be "Dile Se" it's certainly isnt going to be "Dil Tak". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3394874733149138701?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.economist.com/node/17035923' title='Down With Fun'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3394874733149138701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3394874733149138701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3394874733149138701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3394874733149138701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/09/down-with-fun.html' title='Down With Fun'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7868898143266144458</id><published>2010-09-28T15:02:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-28T15:13:59.356+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forwards'/><title type='text'>The Woman in Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MY DAD FORWARDED THIS TO ME TODAY AND I THOGHT IT WAS WORTH SHARING HERE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To all the ladies who read this, please read fully. If married pass it on to your Hubby casually with my compliments. If yet to be married share it with the one who will come in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To the Guys who plan to marry and are married read it and forward it to as many of your friends. The woman in your life needs support. Read this message to the woman in your life also."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman in your life.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow you may get married to a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is earning almost as much as you do; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has lived and loved her parents &amp;amp; brothers &amp;amp; sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be a server, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please appreciate&lt;br /&gt;"HER"&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7868898143266144458?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7868898143266144458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7868898143266144458&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7868898143266144458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7868898143266144458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/09/woman-in-your-life.html' title='The Woman in Your Life'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2218540284148467100</id><published>2010-09-23T15:12:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-23T16:33:14.056+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>That Thing About You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;G's list of 10 qualities which make a man seriously adorable :) (in order btw;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height&lt;br /&gt;Honesty&lt;br /&gt;Humility&lt;br /&gt;Humour &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hard working ability &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hygiene&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence&lt;br /&gt;A bit of vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies &amp;amp; Interests &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Culinary Abilities ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I must acknowledge AB &amp;amp; PM - the girls who have been co participants of this study &amp;amp; research ever since we were 13;) and who at 30 may actually be deliberating partnering with me to set up a laboratory where such prototypes may be manufactured ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2218540284148467100?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2218540284148467100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2218540284148467100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2218540284148467100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2218540284148467100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-thing-about-you.html' title='That Thing About You'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3350614524674983711</id><published>2010-09-21T22:18:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:54:47.100+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couch to 5K Plan'/><title type='text'>Couch to 5K - 2 month Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been two months since I started out on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/couch-to-5k-plan.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couch to 5K Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; and this is my self attested report card. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grade Achieved - Started Week 5 but didn't complete it and irregularity in running led to a steep dip in stamina and timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Training routine - 4 kms alternating running and walking + 2 kms walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maximum Distance covered in 1 day - 6 kms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maximum time on the run - 4.5-5 minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Best Timing - 4 kms in 28 minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Average timing - 4 kms in 30 minutes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Average run / walk attempts - 15 -18 days a month i.e. 3-4 days a week &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Favorite run /walk day - Saturday / Sunday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weight Loss - 3 kgs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the side - Feeling good, beating work and life stress, lesser mood swings &amp;amp; PMS strain :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Target for next two months - Increase running distance &amp;amp; stamina, cross the 5 K running barrier, get down to doing some 'Core Excercises' and finally 3 more kgs weight loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My running buddies - Thanks to PM for being the original inspiration and KD for being the continuous motivator :) Love you guys !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3350614524674983711?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3350614524674983711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3350614524674983711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3350614524674983711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3350614524674983711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/09/couch-to-5k-2-month-update.html' title='Couch to 5K - 2 month Update'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8411505932284351590</id><published>2010-09-21T21:41:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:10:45.086+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Lost in Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been away from this space, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking time out, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To see things afresh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To not be too judgemental,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To stop drawing uncesary parallels, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or make foolish comparisons, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have realistic expectations,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To ensure being fair, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To not be impatient,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be honest, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To stay upbeat and positive, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To fight mindless fearfulness,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To be prepared to face the unexpected....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to believe that it will all be only for the best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8411505932284351590?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8411505932284351590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8411505932284351590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8411505932284351590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8411505932284351590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/09/lost-in-space.html' title='Lost in Space'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3381809985419883292</id><published>2010-08-24T16:33:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:15:27.609+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>An Ode To A Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/THOnMYdTStI/AAAAAAAABIk/TOBtfFKDE-o/s1600/rakhi10.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508930600369867474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/THOnMYdTStI/AAAAAAAABIk/TOBtfFKDE-o/s400/rakhi10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its not the &lt;a href="http://www.raksha-bandhan.com/"&gt;Day&lt;/a&gt; - as this day shall come and go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the thread you tie – as it too shall wither away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about an indissoluble bond - which shall endure the test of space &amp;amp; time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no matter where life takes you, shall be there to stay.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3381809985419883292?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3381809985419883292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3381809985419883292&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3381809985419883292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3381809985419883292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/08/ode-to-brother.html' title='An Ode To A Brother'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/THOnMYdTStI/AAAAAAAABIk/TOBtfFKDE-o/s72-c/rakhi10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6555222617261550775</id><published>2010-08-16T19:43:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-16T20:18:30.773+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Somethings Money Cant Buy .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waking up at 7:30 a.m. on a Sunday morning - Some serious effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 cups of coffee – 50 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sumptuous assortment of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dosa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Idli&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wada&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sambar&lt;/span&gt; a t a popular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Udipi&lt;/span&gt; restaurant - 400 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard bound bestseller from a roadside store - 250 bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morning with 3 amazing friends from 3 cities ......Unstoppable conversations ......Recurring peels of laughter .....Much solicited fun and frolic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being left with a signed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;memento&lt;/span&gt; to relive this sweet memory over &amp;amp; over again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply &lt;strong&gt;P.R.I.C.E.L.E.S.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : I cant help but add “ There are some things money cant buy….for everything else you may try &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;MasterCard" ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TGlMioF7c5I/AAAAAAAABIE/4z5cKVFAc1U/s1600/IMG00018-20100816-1942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506016177198691218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TGlMioF7c5I/AAAAAAAABIE/4z5cKVFAc1U/s400/IMG00018-20100816-1942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TGlPcsbvj8I/AAAAAAAABIc/uQCwi2HndaM/s1600/IMG00020-20100816-1944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506019373819596738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TGlPcsbvj8I/AAAAAAAABIc/uQCwi2HndaM/s400/IMG00020-20100816-1944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6555222617261550775?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6555222617261550775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6555222617261550775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6555222617261550775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6555222617261550775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/08/somethings-money-cant-buy.html' title='Somethings Money Cant Buy .......'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TGQBxiQUPlI/AAAAAAAABH0/wOzcP-_8SoM/s320/Untitled.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7292015452421941935?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7292015452421941935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7292015452421941935&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7292015452421941935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7292015452421941935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/08/writers-block.html' title='Writer&apos;s Block'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TGQBxiQUPlI/AAAAAAAABH0/wOzcP-_8SoM/s72-c/Untitled.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6035846706007987273</id><published>2010-08-06T13:07:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-06T14:44:37.423+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>That World Outside</title><content type='html'>Every morning I watch from the dark shades of my car,&lt;br /&gt;As I reach the same milestone on my way to work,&lt;br /&gt;Routinely munching on my cold packed sandwiches,&lt;br /&gt;Sipping my coffee picked up from the cafe en route,&lt;br /&gt;That world outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world by the sidewalk,&lt;br /&gt;Almost spilling onto the busy streets,&lt;br /&gt;Scruffy, dirty and over crowded,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hutments&lt;/span&gt; and dwellers everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world oblivious to -&lt;br /&gt;The intrigued  and shameful glances of passersby,&lt;br /&gt;The brouhaha caused by sheer numbers within,&lt;br /&gt;The occasional threat from the police van driving past,&lt;br /&gt;Or the promises (albeit false) of politicians paying them a seasonal visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world where I observe -&lt;br /&gt;Men comfortably sitting and reading the morning newspaper,&lt;br /&gt;Women leisurely cooking and drinking their cup of hot morning tea,&lt;br /&gt;Children gleefully playing with pebbles, plastic, or what ever they can find,&lt;br /&gt;Many others still peacefully asleep on their wooden cots in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world where seemingly-&lt;br /&gt;Time is not a luxury,&lt;br /&gt;Routine is not monotonous,&lt;br /&gt;Shared spaces are a reality,&lt;br /&gt;Chores are not gender biased,&lt;br /&gt;Hot food (even if its only a few morsels of rice) is not a weekend ritual,&lt;br /&gt;And peace, survival, happiness and standard of living are redefined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the cars honk behind me,&lt;br /&gt;Reminding me of the meeting I am already late for,&lt;br /&gt;My mind racing in the direction of noting the million things I need to get done,&lt;br /&gt;I leave my half eaten sandwich and discard the now cold coffee,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder "Who defines Quality of life ??....huh !!!"&lt;br /&gt;And with no time to spare ....I simply speed along.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6035846706007987273?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6035846706007987273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6035846706007987273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6035846706007987273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6035846706007987273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/08/that-world-outside.html' title='That World Outside'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2644799254361190564</id><published>2010-07-29T17:07:00.019+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-30T11:42:28.598+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>My mindspeaks to the Arabian Sea outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TFJs4N7_RjI/AAAAAAAABFM/65MjHElvGBY/s1600/breach+candy+30-7-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499577808042542642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TFJs4N7_RjI/AAAAAAAABFM/65MjHElvGBY/s320/breach+candy+30-7-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I sit in a dimly lit room watching the rain drops splattering against the window pane. The view of the Arabian Sea, each wave breaking on variedly shaped rocks is mesmerising, momentarily taking me away to a completely different world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The environment is familiar but in a not so nice way. The corridors still have that palpable tension, the clock ticks only to break the prevailing deathly silence, a distinctive medicinal odour fills the air you breathe and the faces of those outside are rather grim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Over the last 6 years I have been here 5 times, for the sake of very significant others including myself twice. And all 6 times have signified pain, suffering and even loss. Every single time reinstating in my mind the fragility of life, while making me unconsciously count my blessings, reminding me of all those significant people and relationships which are the essence of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And as I continue sitting all by myself, listening to the sound of breaking waves, watching the sun go down and the sky turn pitch black, only one thought crosses my mind.....'We really got to learn to live today to the fullest......cause sooner than later we are all going to find ourselves dead.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2644799254361190564?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2644799254361190564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2644799254361190564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2644799254361190564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2644799254361190564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-mindspeaks-to-arabian-sea-outside.html' title='My mindspeaks to the Arabian Sea outside'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TFJs4N7_RjI/AAAAAAAABFM/65MjHElvGBY/s72-c/breach+candy+30-7-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8871494366868892685</id><published>2010-07-27T11:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-27T14:20:56.325+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Art of Choosing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting, Engaging &amp;amp; Enthralling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An absolute must watch :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/SheenaIyengar_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/SheenaIyengar-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=924&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=sheena_iyengar_on_the_art_of_choosing;year=2010;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=unconventional_explanations;theme=not_business_as_usual;theme=how_the_mind_works;theme=new_on_ted_com;event=TEDGlobal+2010;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/SheenaIyengar_2010G-medium.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/SheenaIyengar-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=924&amp;introDuration=15330&amp;adDuration=4000&amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;adKeys=talk=sheena_iyengar_on_the_art_of_choosing;year=2010;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=unconventional_explanations;theme=not_business_as_usual;theme=how_the_mind_works;theme=new_on_ted_com;event=TEDGlobal+2010;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sheena_Iyengar"&gt;Sheena Iyengar &lt;/a&gt;studies how we make choices -- and how we feel about the choices we make. At TEDGlobal, she talks about both trivial choices (Coke v. Pepsi) and profound ones, and shares her groundbreaking research that has uncovered some surprising attitudes about our decisions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8871494366868892685?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8871494366868892685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8871494366868892685&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8871494366868892685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8871494366868892685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/art-of-choosing.html' title='The Art of Choosing'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7903558785152942696</id><published>2010-07-22T17:12:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:56:52.695+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couch to 5K Plan'/><title type='text'>The Couch to 5K Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PM and me have been partners in doing some of the craziest things together be it shopping, walking, dieting &amp;amp; detox, parlour trips, exploring eateries, blogging et all. Common friends believe that we are “twinnish” and both of us gleefully agree. So I miss the million things we’ve consistently done together over the last 13 years of knowing each other and I have to admit her moving to Delhi 4 years back and to Kuwait almost a year back has undoubtedly brought about changes in the way I live my life. I miss those very small yet significant things we did together - an evening stroll at WSF, weekend coffee at Barista Café, shopping at Lifestyle Phoenix, morning calls to gossip about the world on the way to work and so on and so forth. So it felt almost marvelously déjà vu-ish when I got an email from here yesterday which said “G Lets do this” and through a series of online chats through the day and a quick call in the evening we decided we were on board our new plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Countries Apart ……Everything else remaining constant ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is called “&lt;a href="http://www.fromcouchto5k.com/"&gt;The Couch-to-5K ® Running Plan&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it isn’t all of a sudden. We thought it was a brilliant idea because -&lt;br /&gt;- PM &amp;amp; me have perennially been on either a diet or exercise routine together as long as we can remember. So we thought why the hell should distance deter things now ;)&lt;br /&gt;- Its wonderful what having company can do to such plans. On more than a handful of occasions you need someone to kick you in the butt and say “Move it”&lt;br /&gt;- The good, bad &amp;amp; ugly stories to share actually reduce the drudgery that most routines entail.&lt;br /&gt;- You keep up the psychological quotient involved by motivating yourself more seriously knowing that you have to keep your activity partner motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milestones to reach -&lt;br /&gt;- Jointly to just get fitter and healthier.&lt;br /&gt;- For me to run the Dream Run at the Mumbai Marathon (and not waddle the way I have the previous 4 times). This is my 5th time and I thought it simply should be different ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are the challenges&lt;br /&gt;- Hectic and erratic work schedules&lt;br /&gt;- Family and social obligations&lt;br /&gt;- And even when we don’t have the above our innate tendency to be down right lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan variation&lt;br /&gt;- PM will be hitting the gym for strength training as well as the run.&lt;br /&gt;- Given the many gym memberships I have not effectively utilized I am going to just hit the road at WSF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here’s to our attempt to get off the couch and onto the roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us LUCK !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7903558785152942696?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7903558785152942696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7903558785152942696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7903558785152942696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7903558785152942696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/couch-to-5k-plan.html' title='The Couch to 5K Plan'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8355693109403952075</id><published>2010-07-18T15:08:00.017+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T16:40:13.857+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>2 Weeks, 15 Days &amp; 360 Hours of being Queen of the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My parents were away for a little over 2 weeks visiting my sister in UK and travelling around a bit. More significantly they left me in charge of my house and a 23 year old friend, 42 year old aunt and 84 year old grandad.  And while I obviously lived to write this post, these were the 10 invaluable lessons I learnt (which I feel almost obligated to share with the rest of you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1 - Seeking consensus between a 23 year old, a 42 year old and a 84 year old human being (even believing that you are actually a super natural being with no real preferences) is not just challenging but virtually impossible. So if you do stupid things like asking them what they would like to have for dinner be prepared to dish out Chinese, Italian and Indian cuisine all at once. Invaluable lesson learnt- Choices are not great when you are the sole implementer of the solutions ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2 - Having a dedicated army of helps to do the cooking, cleaning, washing is a boon for sure. However please put aside 30 minutes  of your anyway shrinking lunch hour at work to run them by the instructions. They will not read and least they read will not comprehend the very lovingly compiled notes you leave behind on your refrigerator. Invaluable lesson learnt - Delegation is an art and practice could well make you perfect .....some day only in the far future ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3 - Gadgets which have been working perfectly fine for over two decades will conk off. So make sure you keep the electrician, carpenter, cable operators telephone numbers handy because though you might be fooled into believing that you are functioning in super human form, there is no way in hell you can even attempt to fix these gadgets with your little or no technical prowess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lesson 4 - All those remote relatives and otherwise non existing family friends will decide to individually and collectively pay a visit to your grand dad during this 15 day period ;) Be prepared to play hostess (which includes keeping 2 ltrs of milk spare in the refrigerator least you need to make 15 extra cups of tea) and brush up your social skills which might equip you to exchange pleasantries about the very mundane yet safe subjects of weather, recent TV serials, traffic in Mumbai which might help you dodge their favorite subject titled "don't you want to get married now";)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lesson 5 - If you are the kind of person who doesn't hear your own alarm ring every morning (despite keeping your phone near your pillow), please assign a friend the responsibility of waking you up. Else be prepared to sign in late and face your boss's scorn for the entire period. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lesson 6 - You may consider joining the weather bureau as a consultant during this period as every time you put the clothes out to dry it rains very heavily and every time you move the clothes indoor the sun comes up. Imagine what they could do with your ability to predict the weather so accurately ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lesson 7 - Your house is likely to be under threat of invasion by the bees, wasps, flies and if nothing else mosquitoes. And if you manage to not kill yourself trying to not be in the way of these rather temperamental flying creatures, you can expect a blind pigeon to somehow make its way into the house through some god forsaken window. In the eventuality of which I don't think I need to tell you what to do ....coz this is when the human reflex of "Flight" is most handy ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lesson 8 - You will perennially remain grateful to your ancestors for having invented / discovered the following - Eggs, Bread, Butter, Cheese, Chocolate and Maggie noodles :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Lesson 9 - When you cook, you don't want to eat the food you've cooked. And given that you are likely to be so tired of feeding others, you will more often than not choose to eat a fruit, drink a glass of milk and hit the bed, making it quite a promising technique of temporarily losing weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 10 - And last but definitely not the least having your friends around to catch up over coffee / drinks or drop by for dinner could be the sole solution to save you from insanity - a likely impact of  seasonal and involuntary domestication and the unprecedented happenings that are subsequently likely to unfold ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude - My parents are finally back, and I very proudly state that I successfully held fort in their absence, dished out some yummy food which even I didn't know I could make, bonded with my maids, co-existed with a 23, 42 and 84 year old, entertained at home and went to work every single day (er minus one ;)). I confess that though exhausted beyond explanation I loved the experience and of course am ever so grateful for the invaluable lessons learnt ;). I not only happily but eagerly hand over charge to my mother saluting not only her awesome management abilities but of every other woman on this planet who runs her house with the same prowess that Indra Nooyi runs PepsiCo Ltd. :) Cheers to you ladies !!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8355693109403952075?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8355693109403952075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8355693109403952075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8355693109403952075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8355693109403952075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/2-weeks-15-days-360-hours-of-being.html' title='2 Weeks, 15 Days &amp; 360 Hours of being Queen of the House'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-1123738408757217774</id><published>2010-07-18T13:21:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:03:52.923+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Tryst with Technology - Contd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A little less than a year back, I had posted &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2009/10/techknow-hell-no.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;, commenting about my rather indifferent approach towards gadgets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I was actually settling into a comfort zone with some of these, in a span of only 15 days my Sony DSC-TX1 Cybershot camera got stolen, brand new black Dell Inspiron 1401 laptop conked off and my Nokia phone blew its visual display unit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To beat that totally crazy spell, I have got to tell you, in less than 4 days I have been gifted a DSC-TX5 sexy red Sony Cybershot camera by my uncle, a Blackberry phone by my dad and Dell promised to replace my Dell Inspiron (with a red one) as it was within the warranty period (incase you must know this was after I threatened to contact a very imaginary Dell COO friend of mine;)).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it definately felt like the universe is inviting me to remain synced in with technology and with these very svelte sexy gadgets that I am going to own .....I am so not complaining ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infact I am actually wondering whether this 4 day lucky spell will get prolonged to a 15 day one ;)....I.M.A.G.I.N.E then what my next post would say !!!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-1123738408757217774?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/1123738408757217774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=1123738408757217774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1123738408757217774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/1123738408757217774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/tryst-with-technology-contd.html' title='Tryst with Technology - Contd'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-654594414856422099</id><published>2010-07-12T14:24:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:05:03.907+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>S.P.A.C.E.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Craving spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Seeking spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Choosing spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Creating spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Trading spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Altering spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Alternating spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Open spaces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confined spaces, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fancy spaces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chaotic spaces, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naughty spaces, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Untainted spaces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Winning spaces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Losing spaces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Failing spaces, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blaming spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Trailing spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating spaces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Losing oneself in these seemingly boundless spaces,&lt;br /&gt;Yet perennially wondering..... do I really feature within these spaces? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-654594414856422099?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/654594414856422099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=654594414856422099&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/654594414856422099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/654594414856422099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/07/spaces.html' title='S.P.A.C.E.S.'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5812868129553313365</id><published>2010-06-27T14:06:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:29:34.921+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Turning 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29 significant people / places / &amp;amp; things in my first 29 years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being born and raised in a loving secure and cohesive family unit. (Though technically this unit consists of 5 members - including me- the circle encompasses 35 others (and 1035 others according to my parents ;)) including not only my relatives, but friends who are extended family. A group who will move oceans and continents to be around me if I ever ask. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) My sister whose name begins with the alphabets “MAD” and a characteristic which I think since christening she decided to take a bit too seriously ;) Born a year and a half after me, she’s the exact opposite of me, crazy as hell and without whom I have got to admit my life would be quite boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Mrs. Branch my kindergarten teacher who called my mother to school one day to lovingly extend some parental advice saying “your daughter is just so full of energy ..let her run freely in which ever direction the wind takes her”. 25 years later maybe I should send my mum to her for a refresher course ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Ms. Vicky Dsouza my Grade 1 teacher to whom my mother complained about my finicky (and what she considered problematic) eating habits and with whom I had to share my packed lunch for 1 whole week. She must have scared the shit out of me cause today I am genuinely open to trying all sorts of food from karela to Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Having 2 hours since I was little, as playtime to explore whatever I wanted to for my self, be it Barbie dolls, music or cricket. At 29 this is what I refer to as “Time to Be” (Albeit today more often than not I might spend this time at a coffee shop or a mall shopping ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Being gifted my first porcelain very high end looking kitchen set at age 5 by my grand parents. My culinary passion may perhaps stem more from my love for high end crockery and cutlery ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Living with my father touring the country and the world ever so often. Missing his absence yet excitedly awaiting his return only because I knew with surety that he would bring me a gift. My first Walkie Talkie doll from Harrods London, the ethnic chaniya cholis from Gujarat, music Cd’s from Thailand, silk sarees from Nalli’s Chennai to the Sonpapdi Mithai from K C Das Calcutta. Each and every one etched in my memory as if it were yesterday and the joys of receiving gifts in turn teaching me the art of gifting - Its definitely more about getting the moment right rather than what you gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8) Being reprimanded time and again by my mother on issues of personal hygiene, bad handwriting, spelling mistakes, and untidy cupboards. Some things don’t necessarily change with time ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Meeting my first best friend AB (aka Alien aka SM aka mots ;) ) in grade 4 and developing my first and probably most serious, fruitful and long lasting bond (outside my family). In hindsight I think auntie’s home cooked tomato rice and curd was just too much to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Turning 13 and qualifying for both the Under 13 and Above 13 Throw ball team for my house in Grade 7 - my first experience of a competitive sport, sportsmanship and camaraderie. (We won both the championships and while I know that it isn’t quite equivalent to the FIFA World Cup, trust me we took it more seriously than Beckham does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Messing up my speech in front of 500 students and 50 teachers in the school hall one day , leaving me with severe stage fright till date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Successfully being elected the Vice captain and captain of my house in Grade 9 &amp;amp; 10 through a cut-throat campaign against 6 other contenders &amp;amp; 2 very good friends (almost similar to the script of the movie Rajneeti) to emerge a winner at the nail biting finish line. I learnt that winning is great, power corrupts and as Baz Lurman has said “sometimes you are ahead, sometimes you are behind, the race is long…and in the end its only for yourself”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;13) Attending Sinhals Classes in Grade 10 with my brother AR &amp;amp; my family friend MS and coming from an all girls convent school experiencing for the first time the “high’s” of co-ed education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14) Reconnecting with MS after my 10th birthday party, rekindling a deep connect and fondness for each other, amidst maths tutorials and physics practicals. Living life always ensuring that it nourished this association which would without question go down in my biography as an important chapter – My first crush and my first serious relationship 11 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;15) St. Xaviers college, Malhar, the foyer, being thrust into the seemingly big bad world, struggling to find ground and fit in, changing groups and friends with every passing year before meeting with PM my twin -, born from another set of parents ;) She has and continues to be my twinnish girlfriend to an extent that God may as well consider making us sisters in our next birth. And I know she will screech on hearing this but yeah "Inshah Allah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;16) Project care and Social Service League at college, with DM (the Chairperson of SSL) taking a rather formal interview behind closed doors in the 7 ft by 7 ft room ;) my first brush with the development sector and the madness which is DM. (In hindsight I must thank you DM coz after your nerve racking questioning, every interview in my life seems a cake walk ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;17) My 21st birthday where my sister gifted me 21 things wrapped 21 times. I always knew she had way too much free time on hand ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18) My family holidays (with extended family &amp;amp; family friends) to a million destinations in India and later abroad definitely sowed in me an unsatiated desire to travel near and far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;19) Endless day and night monopoly marathon sessions with MR and my cousins AR &amp;amp; AnR interrupted only with absolutely necessary 'loo breaks'. Memories of uncomplicated existence and carefree times when all we needed was this board game and Maggie noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;20) Life at TISS - a reality check to the world outside my comfortable cocoon, life changing experiences, orientation to earlier unheard of philosophies and the beginning of an attempt to decipher my own ideology. (I am still very much at the “beginning” stage least you label me the enlightened one;)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;21) Meeting HD &amp;amp; KS at TISS. One a fashion enthusiast to the core and the other a philosopher to the core. Individually 2 absolutely wonderful people who just simple make me happy by being around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;22) Worli Sea Face promenade - which successfully continues to score as my favorite place in Mumbai (over time) and the pretty and very unaffordable houses there that I keep dreaming about all day and night continue to inspire me to either work very hard or marry rich to ensure that the dreams turn into reality. In hind sight acknowledging that both these alternatives may not deliver, I am contemplating starting a WSF-Home-4-G Fund to which all of you can contribute and feel the peace and satisfaction that comes with "doing good karma" ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Taking 4 days to complete this post, only because I faced a proverbial writers block when i reached here ;) But jokes apart there come a few moments or people in life which simply leave you speechless. So in the case of my friend KD, its because firstly he talks nineteen to a dozen so there isnt much scope for me ;) and two because I didn't think I would find such a special friend in him (my first memory of him was him relentlessly singing the Pussycat dolls number 'don't you wish your gf was hot like me'..and my what an impression that made ;)). But yeah half a decade later I am happy that I have this special friend to count on for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Having the privilege of dialoging with Mr. God through life. I pray in chaste English and my prayers are virtual conversations from time to time. Which I think have successfully led to the development of a rather mutually loving relationship between the two of us ;) So when phone and Internet connectivity make it impossible to reach AB, DM, PM, HD, KD or tune my family on my frequency ;) I know I still have someone to count on :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;25) Finding my professional niche - I have never aspired to be the CEO of a large multi national company, earn a fat salary, a swanky car and have 200 people report to me. Not much has changed over time in terms of aspirations as I still don't want any of the above, but 6 years of working as a development worker I am slowly and steadily growing as a professional. Its a part of me which is assuming more significance every passing day than I had ever imagined, also becoming a part that I don't think I will ever want to let go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Celebrating my parents 25th and 30th anniversaries and realising that that’s the kind of companionship I would want for myself for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) My Mum – the pillar of strength on which my family stands, selfless giver, multi tasker, undepleting energy levels, someone who has lived her life to ensure that her daughters get the best and grow up to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;28) My Dad – my bank for life ;) the perennial provider from whom I have never heard a 'No', my single most significant male role model in life and looking at whom I wish some day I will grow up to be at least half as successful in whatever it is that I do. &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Enjoying 29 years of health, love &amp;amp; happiness and a million other blessings to count on, leaving me with just one final thought - &lt;strong&gt;Ohh my God next year I am going to be 30&lt;/strong&gt; :( ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5812868129553313365?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5812868129553313365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5812868129553313365&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5812868129553313365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5812868129553313365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/06/turning-29.html' title='Turning 29'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-9111226685916157486</id><published>2010-06-19T12:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-19T12:48:26.993+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>You gotto BE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I woke up today I knew it was a day for a cup of tea which keeps replenishing itself, a good book (in my case - Chicken Soup for the Indian Romantic Soul) and a song I decided to make "my anthem" for just today .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS : AB, PM &amp;amp; DM this one's for you girls :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Db7cc8YRWxU&amp;amp;hl=hi_IN&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Db7cc8YRWxU&amp;hl=hi_IN&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Gotto BE .... by Des'ree - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen as your day unfolds&lt;br /&gt;Challenge what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;Try and keep your head up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Lovers, they may cause you tears&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead release your fears&lt;br /&gt;Stand up and be counted&lt;br /&gt;Don't be ashamed to cry&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;Herald what your mother said&lt;br /&gt;Readin' the books your father read&lt;br /&gt;Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time&lt;br /&gt;Some may have more cash than you&lt;br /&gt;Others take a different view&lt;br /&gt;My oh my heh, hey&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask no questions, it goes on without you&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you behind if you can't stand the pace&lt;br /&gt;The world keeps on spinning&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it, if you try to&lt;br /&gt;This time it's danger staring you in the face&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh Remember&lt;br /&gt;Listen as your day unfolds&lt;br /&gt;Challenge what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;Try and keep your head up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Lovers, they may cause you tears&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead release your fears&lt;br /&gt;My oh my heh, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be wiser, you gotta be hard&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger&lt;br /&gt;You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm&lt;br /&gt;You gotta stay together&lt;br /&gt;All I know, all I know, love will save the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-9111226685916157486?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/9111226685916157486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=9111226685916157486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/9111226685916157486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/9111226685916157486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-gotto-be.html' title='You gotto BE'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5297782460664477965</id><published>2010-06-18T17:08:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:21:11.740+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Mumbai Monsoon &amp; Magic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484093805142239890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TBtqQoJsapI/AAAAAAAAA7s/oiQRoXrN0gM/s200/DSC_3803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colourful umbrellas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugly gum boots,&lt;br /&gt;Corn on cob, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tasty hot bhajjiyas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More than a cup or two of tea,&lt;br /&gt;Lush green trees, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waterfalls in the country side,&lt;br /&gt;Traffic jams in the city, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excited radio jockeys for company,&lt;br /&gt;Football in the muck, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A walk in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;Little droplets of water on your window pane,&lt;br /&gt;The sweet smell of wet mud, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tingling sensation of the cold breeze,&lt;br /&gt;Cosy mornings, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breathtaking sunsets,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst overcast skies,&lt;br /&gt;Raging Seas ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spilling over the promenade,&lt;br /&gt;Deafening thunder, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Startling you every once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;Striking Lightening, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brightening up the night sky,&lt;br /&gt;An unannounced holiday or two coming by............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For absolutely these reasons and more &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the Mumbai Monsoons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the cheerful transformation it brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5297782460664477965?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5297782460664477965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5297782460664477965&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5297782460664477965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5297782460664477965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/06/mumbai-monsoon-magic.html' title='Mumbai Monsoon &amp; Magic'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/TBtqQoJsapI/AAAAAAAAA7s/oiQRoXrN0gM/s72-c/DSC_3803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-8450798020103824117</id><published>2010-05-21T18:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-21T18:29:59.697+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>RISE Manifesto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Just as thought I was slipping into a rather pathetic blue mood today, despite DM &amp;amp; AB doing everything they could to make me believe that things would be fine, I received a cute placard from corporate HR with the RISE MANIFESTO (an outcome of a workshop I wrote about in &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-to-this-day.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; post). And as I read the words to myself in my mind, it worked like a portion of magic. I couldn’t help but smile and think to myself …….&lt;strong&gt;'Yes, TODAY is a perfect day TO RISE’&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes the &lt;strong&gt;RISE MANIFESTO&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is another perfect day, to defy the world's naysayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we will think bigger than our size.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we will refuse to accept limitations.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we will not be held back by the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we will focus on the future - and never, ever blink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we will break down another barrier....&lt;br /&gt;Scoff at another convention...&lt;br /&gt;And use alternate thinking..&lt;br /&gt;To solve another previously unsolvable problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we will accomplish something astounding...&lt;br /&gt;And in the process, change someone's life for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, M&amp;amp;M will set an example for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Boldness.&lt;br /&gt;With Confidence.&lt;br /&gt;With relentless optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a perfect day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To RISE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-8450798020103824117?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/8450798020103824117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=8450798020103824117&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8450798020103824117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/8450798020103824117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/05/rise-manifesto.html' title='RISE Manifesto'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6181024699734188269</id><published>2010-05-21T11:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:46:43.673+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Wilfy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A friend of honesty.&lt;br /&gt;A gentle man.&lt;br /&gt;A gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;Loving.&lt;br /&gt;Humorous.&lt;br /&gt;Helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Walking along with his chin up, embracing life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, a journey cut short quite hastily.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking at this juncture, in his red football jersey, his words to us would be-&lt;br /&gt;"Cheers guys!!! The best is yet to come ....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;Wilfred Lawrence Barretto, St. Xavier’s College Mumbai - Batch of 2002 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6181024699734188269?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6181024699734188269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6181024699734188269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6181024699734188269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6181024699734188269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/05/rip-wilfy.html' title='R.I.P Wilfy'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-5404746626769652458</id><published>2010-05-11T13:16:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:59:41.108+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Feng Shui Fetish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend while strolling on a rather busy street of suburban Mumbai, post an amazingly lazy coffee session, I spotted rows of neatly arranged "Lucky Bamboo" plants in a gift shop. I cant recollect having one earlier and I know for sure that I have no love lost for plants in general (perhaps the concrete jungle of Mumbai leaves you with literally no room for such fantasies). But this time around it was as though I had some sort of 'plant calling' ;). I was absolutely sure I wanted one and since it is considered more auspicious to be gifted one, KD and me happily purchased and gifted one to each other and it now sits pretty on both our work stations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S-kqly0Pl2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/l9G1JdioN3I/s1600/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S-kqly0Pl2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/l9G1JdioN3I/s1600/DSC01823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469950051202602850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S-kqly0Pl2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/l9G1JdioN3I/s320/DSC01823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469948132697905970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S-ko2H1FGzI/AAAAAAAAAt0/s5UMDQfxMSc/s320/IMG00175-20100510-1017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So here are some lesser known facts about this hugely famous "Good luck Bamboo" :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- The 'Lucky Bamboo' plant as it is popularly referred to in any gift shop actually goes by the name of "Dracaena Sanderiana" (ironically sounding more dracula-ish and less lucky-ish ;)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Bamboo plant is a significant part of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Feng_shui"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feng Shui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Feng = wind &amp;amp; Shui = water, refers to the ancient Chinese system of aesthetics which help one improve life by receiving positive chi (energy). It is considered a powerful antidote to bad 'Chi' (negative energy or bad luck). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In Chinese the plant is called 'Fu Gui Zhu' where Fu means rich, gui -noble, and zhu -bamboo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The plant represents all five elements of Feng Shui i.e. earth, fire, metal, water, and wood. The bamboo stalk itself represents the wood, and the water it is grown in symbolizes the water. To represent earth, many consider placement of rocks / pebbles in the container holding the plant. The glass holder / vase represents metal and finally the red ribbon which binds the shoots together represents the fire element. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So is this plant any more lucky than others ? In general Bamboo is characterised by rapid growth, strength and fortitude and hence worldwide it is considered to be a symbol of luck and success. The plant also symbolizes longevity since it is evergreen with the ability to flourish all year round.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The number of stalks in a plant have meaning too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 stalks = love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 or 6 stalks = happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 or 7 stalks = health &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8 stalks = wealth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9 stalks = general good fortune &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;21 stalks = blessings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Mine have more than 23...so am hoping that means 'Blessings &amp;amp; more' ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Placement matters ....so the plant on the left side of the room / desk signifies the 'dragon' and on the right side it signifies 'support'. (I have no idea what the 'dragon' means, I just decided to play safe by placing it on the right side of my desk.;)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And finally the Lucky Bamboo brings greater luck when it is received as a gift.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: So the next time around that you need to pick up a gift for a friend / significant other, give the "Lucky bamboo plant" a serious thought, I thought it makes a wonderful gift.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-5404746626769652458?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/5404746626769652458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=5404746626769652458&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5404746626769652458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/5404746626769652458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/05/feng-shui-fetish.html' title='Feng Shui Fetish'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S-kqly0Pl2I/AAAAAAAAAuE/l9G1JdioN3I/s72-c/DSC01823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-913854699531246997</id><published>2010-05-07T10:52:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-07T16:40:03.274+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>People's Free Will &amp; Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“You cannot be expected to take responsibility for something you cannot control&lt;br /&gt;And if you yourself choose to take responsibility, then you must be god damn crazy……”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful words uttered quite matter of factly while drinking beer,&lt;br /&gt;In a predictably crowded Leopold cafe, on a random weekday evening, years ago,&lt;br /&gt;By someone, from whom I would never ever take life’s advice :)&lt;br /&gt;Time went by……&lt;br /&gt;Along come distance between cities and then countries,&lt;br /&gt;Losing touch with each other, while allowing life to take over.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the words remained with me, almost like a precious take away, you hold on to quite fondly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years later, on an unusually hot night in Mumbai,&lt;br /&gt;Tossing and turning in bed, I once again reminded myself of these words,&lt;br /&gt;Like I have on a million other occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself …………&lt;br /&gt;Despite amazing intuition and objectivity,&lt;br /&gt;You can only attempt to explain a point of view to others,&lt;br /&gt;In no way force a change in perspective (irrespective of how “right” it may seem),&lt;br /&gt;And while people go about life, exercising their free will,&lt;br /&gt;You need to let go of both concern and any perceived responsibility,&lt;br /&gt;And learn to effectively let live &amp;amp; live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant thought for sure ……&lt;br /&gt;But in all honesty, it still left me struggling to figure out HOW ?&lt;br /&gt;When I saw my phone flash with an international number, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I answered .....and post responding to the familiar voice at the other end, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I told myself-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'd love to figure out "HOW"&lt;br /&gt;Maybe over beer … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In a predictably crowded Leopold cafe…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On a random weekday evening …..Sometime really soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-913854699531246997?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/913854699531246997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=913854699531246997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/913854699531246997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/913854699531246997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/05/peoples-free-will-me.html' title='People&apos;s Free Will &amp; Me'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2953969829682656884</id><published>2010-05-01T19:33:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:03:12.122+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Look to THIS day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Post a rather eventful Saturday outdoors in the heat, I relaxed in the comforts of my newly painted room and wondered how it seemed like yesterday, that I posted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2009/07/broodings-from-back-of-class.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; one on my experience of going back to college after 6 years. No doubt it wasn't easy, post hectic and long weekdays at work, to get my act together for some classroom learning, on the two days that I would have otherwise quite certainly spent sleeping and relaxing. It also meant giving up significant bits of my social life and leisure time activities and juggling time like I had never done till date in my life. Yet, as I sent in my last two assignments minutes ago, successfully completing this course I had to admit that enrolling for this one and going back to college was one of my best decisions for myself in recent times. It was undoubtedly time well spent, efforts meaningfully channelised, and baby steps taken on a road albeit not knowing where exactly it will lead me. All in all it was about RISING to an opportunity which lay before me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The President HR of the company I work with, articulately recited the following lines at an HR workshop I attended the other day, and besides his deep voice and poignant style which made its impact the words itself I thought were remarkably powerful. I am just not that much into poetry, but the take away from the workshop (i.e. the message "Rising to the limitless possibilities which lie ahead of us") effectively left me energised enough to want to source and share these lines with you here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you enjoy them as much as I did and I hope they inspire you to RISE to live every approaching day as it comes by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look to this day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For it is life, the very life of life.&lt;br /&gt;In its brief course&lt;br /&gt;Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.&lt;br /&gt;The bliss of growth,&lt;br /&gt;The glory of action,&lt;br /&gt;The splendour of achievement&lt;br /&gt;Are but experiences of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For yesterday is but a dream&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow is only a vision;&lt;br /&gt;And today well-lived, makes&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday a dream of happiness&lt;br /&gt;And every tomorrow a vision of hope.&lt;br /&gt;Look well therefore to this day;&lt;br /&gt;Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K%C4%81lid%C4%81sa"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kalidasa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2953969829682656884?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2953969829682656884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2953969829682656884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2953969829682656884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2953969829682656884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-to-this-day.html' title='Look to THIS day'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6153421952443490096</id><published>2010-04-25T12:51:00.021+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:51:10.749+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Turning 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S9Qz0me9dCI/AAAAAAAAAsA/YdXP8uFem-c/s1600/57616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464049226683872290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S9Qz0me9dCI/AAAAAAAAAsA/YdXP8uFem-c/s400/57616.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;146 posts,&lt;br /&gt;12 followers,&lt;br /&gt;601 comments,&lt;br /&gt;3684 visitors,&lt;br /&gt;8437 total page views, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;post turning &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2009/04/anniversary-numero-uno.html"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's hard to believe that the 2nd year has gone by so quickly,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; leaving the numbers aside, what a simply awesome ride it has been !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why "Timesunlimited" ? was what Dawn had asked me last year and I had promised to come back to explain this some time later. Though the title bar explains quite effectively that it is my attempt to capture some of the limitless &amp;amp; unforgettable moments, experiences &amp;amp; times which pass by me in my journey called -life", in all honesty it was only once I started writing here, did I realise the extent to which people, places, things, experiences have and continue to build me as a person and in hindsight what a waste it would be if I hadn't taken note of the same. Having an internal locus of control is surely desirable, but the fact is the impact of the environment is almost inalienable. And while this would seem like stating the obvious the amazing part is that this blog has almost time and again magically steered me to handpick the positives and sliver linings of all times lived and experiences shared good, bad and ugly over the past 2 years, i think making me a more positive, stronger &amp;amp; more empowered individual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So though I honestly acknowledge that this space has created no great revolution in history ;), I must admit it has not only witnessed but also at some level aided my evolution personally, professionally and as a blogger over time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to 2 wonderful years spent at &lt;a href="http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and cheers to a 3rd year coming up. And for all those of you who have partnered my efforts here, I hope you raise your glasses of water, wine, spirits, chai et all to celebrate. Absolutely looking forward to you being around in times to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of &lt;a href="http://www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6153421952443490096?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6153421952443490096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6153421952443490096&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6153421952443490096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6153421952443490096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/04/celebrating-turning-2.html' title='Celebrating Turning 2'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S9Qz0me9dCI/AAAAAAAAAsA/YdXP8uFem-c/s72-c/57616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-562270163029730377</id><published>2010-04-21T21:09:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-24T11:46:23.406+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Walking the Talk for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was truly my accomplishment of the season, with after months of planning and sleeping over them, I successfully woke up at 5:30 a.m. for my first morning walk for 2010. If you are rolling your eyes in exasperation, you better stop because I am pretty much not looking. But in all honesty with Bobby Mcferrin on my Ipod crooning "Don't Worry be Happy", the sea breeze in my face, the sound of chirping birds in the background, and the calm and happy faces of fellow walkers (more than a handful choosing to greet me with a warm smile and a quick good morning), it was more than a perfect beginning to today. And 18 hours later, I must confess I am more energised and awake than I am on any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While randomly surfing the net I stumbled upon some interesting facts on &lt;a href="http://www.healthwealth.in/"&gt;http://www.healthwealth.in/&lt;/a&gt; on the benefits of Walking :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walking four times a week, 45 minutes each time, the average person can lose 18 pounds in a year with no change in diet. So yeah in reality walking can help trim fat as well as tone muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walking, at any level or speed, two or three times a weak for at least 20 minutes increases cardiovascular strength. By increasing the strength of the heart and lungs, you increase your ability not only to exercise longer and harder but also perform everyday task without tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As with any endurance activity, walking significantly increase your flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- All walkers develop a moderate amount of endurance, which enables them to exercise longer before becoming exhausted. Leaving aside the physiological benefits walking helps build your mental ability to do something longer without fatigue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So given that walking not only strengthens the heart, delays or prevents major diseases or illness, reduces blood pressure and the risk of stroke, reduces cholesterol, strengthens joints and bones, helps control weight, improves mood and self-esteem, contributes to “brain fitness”, relieves stress and worry, improves balance and circulation &amp;amp; boosts immune system,walking is perhaps the best medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proverbial question remains ....Who is going to wake me up tomorrow morning ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PM - Awww....Missing my walk partner :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;KD - "Motivation is a starter. Habit the engine!!" ...What would I do without you ?? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;MR - Great company keeping you motivated to move ....I hope :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-562270163029730377?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/562270163029730377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=562270163029730377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/562270163029730377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/562270163029730377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-talk-for-today.html' title='Walking the Talk for Today'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7768202814514712101</id><published>2010-04-19T13:51:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-19T15:28:33.195+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Date Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S8wk4HyUZJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Lgzp4sxcFO4/s1600/ist2_10950905-april-2010-calendar-series.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461780994674943122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S8wk4HyUZJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Lgzp4sxcFO4/s400/ist2_10950905-april-2010-calendar-series.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday, April 18, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The date of a seemingly ordinary day in my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yet finding unexplainable dual reasons to save this date for the future, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When it may have more meaning than what it reveals today !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If it does ........I promise I will let you in with details on &lt;a href="http://www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.timesunlimited.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;....Maybe .......some day in the future....We'll see !!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7768202814514712101?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7768202814514712101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7768202814514712101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7768202814514712101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7768202814514712101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/04/date-check.html' title='Date Check'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S8wk4HyUZJI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Lgzp4sxcFO4/s72-c/ist2_10950905-april-2010-calendar-series.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3705435502161425002</id><published>2010-04-08T17:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:04:29.336+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Tring Tring Terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giving blank calls and crank calls was a rather popular pastime amongst adolescents during my days. The thrill of calling someone you know (usually someone you either think you love like mad or hate like crazy) remaining silent when the call was answered and continue doing so repeatedly and rather pointlessly, only to witness heightened irritation at the other end with every successive call dialled, had its own unknown and incomprehensible pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juvenile tendencies for sure ….but those were wonder years !! When times were uncomplicated enough to engage in such monkey business with absolutely no malice and simple enough to smile quite contently sizing up one’s popularity, when at the receiving end of such tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the wonder years do have an expiry date….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been at the receiving end of blank calls for the last four weeks from someone not registered on my phone book. Being generally lazy, I do not call back unidentified numbers which I inadvertently miss, so I don’t quite correctly know how many days / times this has happened. But when my phone rang on several occasions in the middle of the night or the wee hours of the morning (like it happened today) I found myself sitting up in cold sweat immediately taking notice. To add to my concerns and heighten my state of panic, on calling back the number this morning, I realised that the male voice at the other end was one I didn’t recognize, he greeted me by name (obviously implying that he knows who I am) identified himself by a name that I don’t recollect having known, conversed largely in Hindi and hastily hung up saying he will call later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being educated, an empowered development worker knowing exactly what I need to do to keep unwanted elements at bay, I found myself awake all night brooding over the calls and the intentions of the caller and all morning stressing and making KS &amp;amp; DM stress as well. Having the courage and presence of mind that most others lack, they not only successfully calmed me down but also managed to play detective and figure out that the number was registered with IDEA service provider within the geographical area of Pune / Nagpur. To lighten my mood, they tried telling me that I should look at the positive side of being popular enough to have my very only phone stalker. But jokes apart I don’t think I am in the quest for any position on the popularity charts and in all honesty all I ask for is good nghts sleep and freedom from being subject to some probably pointless harassment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got through my day at work today, when KS &amp;amp; DM promised me that I needn’t stress as there was an effective action plan in place if my phone ever rang again from this unknown troublesome caller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my end …I am praying and hoping that this NEVER HAPPENS …..EVER AGAIN !!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3705435502161425002?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3705435502161425002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3705435502161425002&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3705435502161425002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3705435502161425002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/04/tring-tring-terror.html' title='Tring Tring Terror'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2747145693394322463</id><published>2010-03-31T23:06:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-01T00:57:01.784+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee and Tête-à-tête'/><title type='text'>Coffee and Tête-à-tête with the NK Boston Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An average routine day at work for me includes entertaining a dozen calls from people expressing interest in donating, giving back in cash or kind, volunteering, interning et all and five times the number of emails with others inquiring about the same. While we entertain all queries however mundane they might be with a sense of urgency and sincerity which is driven by our belief that the donor / customer needs to be attended to no matter what, I've learnt over time that less than 1% of those calling and expressing great interest and passion actually get going on the mission they set out with when they reach out to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere back in 2008, a well thought of and very articulate email from a guy calling himself Gaurav, was responded to by me as part of routine. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought, that it would lead us to a group of five, 20 something, young Indian professionals, living in USA, collectively characterised by an intoxicating passion, undiminishing enthusiasm, unquestionable sincerity, impeccable professionalism and a burning desire to impact development back home in India. A couple of months of email exchange on explorable ideas and a meeting in person during their annual holiday back home cemented a wonderful relationship with them not only professionally but for both my boss and me, also at a very personal level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are excerpts from my coffee &amp;amp; Tete-a-Tete with the NK Boston Chapter - Gaurav Mehta, Kavita Shah, Kaushal Sanghai, Gaurav Tanna &amp;amp; Ronak Mehta. An absolutely committed group of guys who have spread the word about a cause close to their heart, giving NK an identity on social media groups, being the face for the cause at several local events in Boston, building a volunteer group of like minded individuals, organising series of fund raisers ranging from "Happy Hours", Charity dinner at home, Kiosks at other public events, and ensuring literally and figuratively that they do everything they possibly can to make "NK" the new buzz word for charity, in USA starting with Boston.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty I intended to do this post way back in March 2009, but i found it nearly impossible to capture their persona's effectively on this blog which suddenly seemed like a rather dead medium. So honestly guys I still feel this may possibly be my most unsuccessful attempt till date. Yet braving all odds, here's to coffee &amp;amp; Tete-a-Tete with the awesome fivesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454872457144583954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S7OZmT8qRxI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZxlTRc_L1dQ/s400/DSC_1032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the picture from L-R Kaushal, Gaurav M, Kavita, Ronak, Gaurav T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABOUT THEM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They almost echoed each other here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Born &amp;amp; brought up in Mumbai, studied together at the undergraduate level and moved to the USA to pursue a Masters level education. Whether it was destiny or the strength of human ties they are delighted to all collectively be in Boston. They are not just pals but family for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAREERS - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All geeks ;) - 2 electrical engineers, 2 soft ware engineers &amp;amp; 1 chemical engineer all graduates from leading US universities and doing well for themselves in their chosen fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEFINING PASSION - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Family and friends, Sports, Technology, Photography, Travel, Music...... talented &amp;amp; multi faceted, to each his own, with one passion common to all - Spreading the word about educating the girl child in India - NK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREATEST LESSONS - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaushal - &lt;em&gt;To be sincere but never too serious in life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Ronak- &lt;em&gt;Life is too short. Live for the moment &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaurav T- &lt;em&gt;Experience is the greatest teacher&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaurav M - &lt;em&gt;From Bryan Adams song - Don't worry about the future, forget about the past, gonna have have a ball ya we're gonna have a blast, gonna make it last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavita - &lt;em&gt;Aspire, Plan, Execute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT THEIR CANDID BEST - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaushal- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Any regrets ? - &lt;em&gt;Not being in Bombay &amp;amp; not eating enough sweets &amp;amp; kulfi before moving to Boston &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What no one knows - &lt;em&gt;The colour of my underwear ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years from now - &lt;em&gt;I wish to be sitting on a million dollars while implementing some of my crazy business ideas &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronak - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Any regrets ? - &lt;em&gt;No regrets !! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What defines you - &lt;em&gt;Jack of All trades....king of none :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaurav T - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What no one knows - &lt;em&gt;...is the future :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the future heading - &lt;em&gt;....don't know but I hope its as good as the past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaurav M - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What no one knows - &lt;em&gt;I was robbed of Rs.10 at knife point while returning from a friends house &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you up to now - &lt;em&gt;Releasing monthly elctro mixes on my website &lt;a href="http://www.trippysoundscapes.com/"&gt;http://www.trippysoundscapes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kavita- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are passionate about? - &lt;em&gt;Science &amp;amp; technology (my Iphone of course:))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What no one knows? - &lt;em&gt;I saved a friend from being robbed at the Moscow airport&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the future heading - &lt;em&gt;I'd be God if I could predict that :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And their final word &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE IS .....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaushal -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...about Balance...its about balancing 4 aspects of life - professional, social, health &amp;amp; spiritual"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ronak- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....too short to have regrets &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gaurav T- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....Happy &amp;amp; adventurous &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gaurav M- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...........Electric&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kavita -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....All about balance.Its about achieving dreams and creating many more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTACT NK BOSTON at &lt;a href="mailto:nkboston@gmail.com"&gt;nkboston@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2747145693394322463?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2747145693394322463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2747145693394322463&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2747145693394322463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2747145693394322463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/03/coffee-and-tete-tete-with-nk-boston.html' title='Coffee and Tête-à-tête with the NK Boston Chapter'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S7OZmT8qRxI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZxlTRc_L1dQ/s72-c/DSC_1032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-7017378509566434432</id><published>2010-03-23T11:04:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-23T12:26:55.816+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Art from the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S6hTbbGEzDI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Z_-jkPlzP58/s1600-h/scan0001+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451699079526796338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S6hTbbGEzDI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Z_-jkPlzP58/s400/scan0001+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An absolutely brilliant portrayal of "Education lighting up the life and future of an underprivileged girl in India" by 13 year old Thea from Norway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing how living in one of the most developed countries (ranked No. 1 on the UNDP Human Development Index), this 13 year old girl was able to imagine, empathise &amp;amp; creatively replicate the complexities faced by another girl, from a distinctly different socio economic background from India (which ranks 134 on the same index). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sign that the world is a global village ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not so sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can say with conviction that its surely a sign that children are essentially compassionate by nature and sense and feel what adults don't find time to, very often. And if this basic compassion is harnessed and channelised, children themselves will grow up to be the most potent change agents, contributing to making the world a better place to live in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch out for Thea a decade or two from now - An artist, an Activist, a Communication expert, a Photographer, A Journalist, a million possibilities ...either way 'A WOMAN WHO WILL BE SHIFTING THE WORLD TOMORROW'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-7017378509566434432?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/7017378509566434432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=7017378509566434432&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7017378509566434432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/7017378509566434432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/03/art-from-heart.html' title='Art from the Heart'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S6hTbbGEzDI/AAAAAAAAAqs/Z_-jkPlzP58/s72-c/scan0001+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-3538364628749937036</id><published>2010-03-14T21:39:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:23:49.750+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>24 hours........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;24 hours of ................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Humming the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1AJmKkU5POA"&gt;'Haven't met you yet' &lt;/a&gt;by Michael Buble. I heard this song on the "American Idol - 9" episode and its stuck in my head ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stopping myself from shopping. Though its reality that there is nothing and I mean absolutely nothing that I need, spending time at a mall and not buying something is quite not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Waiting for an email / phone call. Man is this wait a killer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Forgiving a friend time and again. Yeah am kind of getting really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Debating as to whether I should make a trip to Delhi this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Swearing to not work on my remaining 5 assignments at the last moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Craving for chocolate and (hold your breath) eating fruit instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Arguing relentlessly with my mom. Even worse over nothing consequential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Telling myself that I must wake up for a walk tomorrow morning and well if and when I manage that successfully once, I should make it routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Being on the web, surfing mindlessly through rather pointless sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Acknowledging that there is nothing better than dialoging in this space and sitting with my laptop experiencing a perfect 'writers block' and not finding any words for the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling incredibly low, tired and sleepy and doing nothing at all to cheer up, relax and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally deciding to stop doing all the above, switch off my laptop and head to bed instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-3538364628749937036?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/3538364628749937036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=3538364628749937036&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3538364628749937036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/3538364628749937036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/03/24-hours.html' title='24 hours........'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-6610258129429639329</id><published>2010-03-10T14:40:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:11:34.657+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Bowled Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In an email explaining why we couldn't organise an event for one of our foreign donors, this is what our CEO had written - "Allen, you would know by now that life in India stalls for 3 things RELIGION, FILMS and CRICKET". It surely must have been a convincing reply because all we received from Allen was a one liner saying "Understand completely, my life in the other corner of the world stalls at times, because of the latter two :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Cricket - I spent this morning with kids from my Foundation, interacting with players from the IPL Mumbai Indian team, and since then I haven't quite stopped talking about what an exhilarating experience it was. Its amazing how both the brain and heart work when you see in person someone you have idolised for years on screen. So since my team is largely a women dominated one, reactions ranged from he's shorter, taller, fatter, younger, hotter, cuter, etc. etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part or rather the highlight was the interaction which followed and ironically this time it was the cricketers who were clean bowled by the enthusiastic and real questions put forth by the kids, some of which included -&lt;br /&gt;- @ Sachin - "Why do you write with your left hand but bat with your right hand?"&lt;br /&gt;- @ Sachin - "Where do you play cricket because Mumbai doesn't have any parks?"&lt;br /&gt;- @ Sachin - " Do you decide before every match how many runs you are going to score?"&lt;br /&gt;- @ Zaheer Khan - "Are you married?"&lt;br /&gt;- @ Zaheer Khan - "What would I have to do if I want to run as fast as you?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- @ All - "Why is Dhoni not here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- @ Harbhajan Singh - "My favorite player is Sachin who is yours"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that the kids were thrilled and this date with the cricketers will go down as a rather memorable one for them. But I am also doubly certain that the cricketers too shall remember this one for days to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My copy of autographs from my favorite players - Sachin, Zaheer &amp;amp; Harbhajan Singh :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S5eEyecS0iI/AAAAAAAAApo/K2qhABcqasA/s1600-h/scan0001+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446968277027967522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S5eEyecS0iI/AAAAAAAAApo/K2qhABcqasA/s320/scan0001+(3).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-6610258129429639329?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/6610258129429639329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=6610258129429639329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6610258129429639329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/6610258129429639329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/03/bowled-over.html' title='Bowled Over'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S5eEyecS0iI/AAAAAAAAApo/K2qhABcqasA/s72-c/scan0001+(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-4870474281025730602</id><published>2010-03-04T17:11:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:40:13.781+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Blooper -2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S4-ctOL1JzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/UBhjCf8Ngvw/s1600-h/DSC01636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444742775229982514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S4-ctOL1JzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/UBhjCf8Ngvw/s320/DSC01636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At office lunch this afternoon, the birthday cake ordered for my boss had this message – “Happy Birthday Sheetal Mehta Capital Words” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of us rolled over with laughter, my colleague who ordered it wanted to sue the high end patisserie for this gaffe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was a perfect example of how at times, being too precise at giving instructions can be detrimental too ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-4870474281025730602?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/4870474281025730602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=4870474281025730602&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4870474281025730602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4870474281025730602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/03/blooper-2.html' title='Blooper -2'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S4-ctOL1JzI/AAAAAAAAAoo/UBhjCf8Ngvw/s72-c/DSC01636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-2525003227721764377</id><published>2010-03-02T16:08:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-02T17:07:36.902+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Celebrating Sisterhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S4z4JkybzpI/AAAAAAAAAn8/N2o59io1d1w/s1600-h/sisterhood1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443998892961812114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S4z4JkybzpI/AAAAAAAAAn8/N2o59io1d1w/s320/sisterhood1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd March 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was the 1st March 2010 and a public holiday for the festival of Holi.&lt;br /&gt;As I sat in my room, going through a stack of CD’s and deciding which one to watch, I glanced upon this totally obvious chic flic titled “The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants” which my sister had gifted me on my birthday, and I instantaneously decided that I wanted to watch it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The CD cover read – “The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants’ is basically a story of four young girls who acquire a pair of magical jeans that fit all four of them perfectly, even though they're all different shapes and sizes. The series begins with the four girls' in high school and follows them through summer during which the girls grow up in various ways, their own experiences taking them in different directions, but whilst life deals them different cards they remain conscious of their intent to continue growing as individuals whilst maintaining their friendship that makes them whole”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many other films which remind me of my girls, I found myself thinking about YOU. And I once again couldn’t help ponder over how we were so inherently different individually, yet together it was as if we formed one single, amazingly complete person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And totally randomly I felt that this “Sisterhood” of sorts needed to be celebrated. I know we are miles apart and work and life in general, is constantly making us dance to its tune. But I thought that there had to be some way for us to keep connected. And then completely infringing on any creative copyrights that this movie may have had, I decided to steal some ideas away ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the plan &amp;amp; needless to say there are rules ;) –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First - Exclusive membership to this “Sisterhood” is given to my 4 best friends &amp;amp; my sister.&lt;br /&gt;Wild, unstoppable AB&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive, sensible PM&lt;br /&gt;Ruling rebel &amp;amp; gracious giver DM&lt;br /&gt;Head Strong, confident &amp;amp; sexiest of all HD&lt;br /&gt;Witty, humorous and the only one linked by birth ;) – MR&lt;br /&gt;And me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second – Since I have no magical pants to share (and oh totally comprehending that there was no hope in hell that we would ever fit into one size) I’ve chosen sets of scarf &amp;amp; earrings picked straight from Colaba Causeway. Your set is in the parcel which I have dispatched today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third – Over the next six months these sets travel among us, and (&amp;amp; I know you might call me crazy;)) I believe that they will not only bring luck but link us in heart and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth –Each one of us gets to keep this set for a month. Wearing it as often as one wants. And at the beginning of the next month it’s your turn to pass them on to the next person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth - While sending it across you must write a letter detailing the most exciting thing that happened while wearing them. Which made the pessimistic side of me wonder … what if nothing exciting happens when you are wearing them ?….but then again the effervescent positive side surfaced which made me believe that something exciting has to happen :) and even if it doesn't, never mind write a letter anyway. Copies of the letter should be emailed to the remaining 5 members of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth - Any removal of the scarf &amp;amp; earrings must be done by the wearer herself. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;WHY? I have no idea, the script in the movie said the same thing about the pants ;) so I guess there must be some point to it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So here’s to this Sisterhood ……this summer......and the rest of our lives…..Together and apart.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of Love&lt;br /&gt;G &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-2525003227721764377?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/2525003227721764377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=2525003227721764377&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2525003227721764377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/2525003227721764377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/03/celebrating-sisterhood.html' title='Celebrating Sisterhood'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/S4z4JkybzpI/AAAAAAAAAn8/N2o59io1d1w/s72-c/sisterhood1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1523152039897910341.post-4155784638110500543</id><published>2010-02-14T19:16:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-14T21:17:32.126+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On My Mind At The Moment'/><title type='text'>Change of Headgear anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has traditionally been KS who has time and again stirred up a storm in my mind every time he has met me. Not cook up a storm please note. The difference being, the art of throwing into a hot pan the right quantity of ingredients and then with a ladle, skillfully moving them around in a desired direction, to achieve culinary success. Like a skillful chef at work, KS has managed time and again to shake me out of a comfortable status-quo state that I am likely to retire to every now and then. Surprisingly, today it wasn't KS, but KD donning the chefs hat. In an amazing 25 minute discussion on perspectives in general (called "worldview" for lack of any other word) he left me pretty dumb folded and with the following food for thought.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Learn to question things and not just accept things as given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Keep your mind open to different points of view even if they are from people whom you inherently dislike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Question your own perspectives from time to time figuring out how and why you've built them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Perhaps "feeling" a particular way, as a stand alone isn't good enough, its equally important "thinking" things through as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Life is nothing but a journey of exploration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It might seem like all points summarized above are like stating the obvious. But if you read carefully and think deeper you will realise that though rather simple and straightforward, our socialisation, education, lifestyle and culture doesn't exactly encourage, far from promote, a truly "thinking mind". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am sure it would be difficult, strenuous, and at times even useless leading you down an apparent dark hole. But the truth is even then the journey of exploration would be worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ready for a change of headgear anyone?? .....its a good time to put on the "Thinking cap" :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: Sorry KD, I know this post would be doing some serious damage to your image ;) But given that you are someone who has encouraged me to write my mind here, I thought this deserved to go down here. And if I ever write a book on  my 'worldviews'  you will get a signed copy by the author herself ;) ....IMAGINE !!!! lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1523152039897910341-4155784638110500543?l=timesunlimited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/feeds/4155784638110500543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1523152039897910341&amp;postID=4155784638110500543&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4155784638110500543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1523152039897910341/posts/default/4155784638110500543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timesunlimited.blogspot.com/2010/02/change-of-headgear-anyone.html' title='Change of Headgear anyone?'/><author><name>Gauri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14433922584957998562</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaOxKkwEErw/SkEh3TN5exI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ji2jS9rDTpw/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
