<?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-24176331</id><updated>2012-02-16T21:20:10.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Winner Never Quits</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-7197674282402668160</id><published>2010-12-08T15:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-08T15:55:01.940+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/TP9c_RYKDEI/AAAAAAAACQ0/wfDmoat90TQ/s1600/Me_%2540_the_reception%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: both" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/TP9c_RYKDEI/AAAAAAAACQ0/wfDmoat90TQ/s160/Me_%2540_the_reception%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/24176331-7197674282402668160?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/7197674282402668160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=7197674282402668160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7197674282402668160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7197674282402668160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/TP9c_RYKDEI/AAAAAAAACQ0/wfDmoat90TQ/s72-c/Me_%2540_the_reception%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4025769287350135584</id><published>2010-12-07T15:36:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-07T15:43:33.682+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another year is about to end</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to write so much this year and realised that I have just done that in my thoughts and nowhere else. Updating my blog regularly was one of my new year's resolution but I did nothing about it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder why we often do not do things that we are so passionate about. We keep delaying them for another day and life just goes by and even before we know that 'something' no more means anything to us. This thought inspired me to do something I have been procrastinating for years now..... keeping some long overdue promises and create a new beginning for myself....I finally made a choice to visit Calcutta (a city I have never been fond of) and I want to go to like it this time. So this time it will be a typical Calcutta Christmas for me......Holidays never meant anything to me but I am finally taking them....small steps at a time so I begin with small trips before  I join work again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then take care and do at least one thing that you have wished to do for years before it no longer is relevant.....and before 2010 says bye to all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-4025769287350135584?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4025769287350135584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4025769287350135584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4025769287350135584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4025769287350135584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2010/12/another-year-is-about-to-end.html' title='Another year is about to end'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-7774012993967017078</id><published>2010-02-18T09:43:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:59:15.483+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Something, Nothing, Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things are new, things are old&lt;br /&gt;Faces are new, yet they unfold&lt;br /&gt;Something I have felt before&lt;br /&gt;Something I have left before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles are new, smiles are old&lt;br /&gt;People are new and they unfold&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I have seen before&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I have discovered before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt be new, hurt be old&lt;br /&gt;People with new faces also unfold&lt;br /&gt;Everything that has pained before&lt;br /&gt;Everything that has saddened before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may come, faces may go&lt;br /&gt;Smiles always makes me glow&lt;br /&gt;Faces may stay, people may grow&lt;br /&gt;Sadness always makes my tears flow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-7774012993967017078?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/7774012993967017078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=7774012993967017078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7774012993967017078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7774012993967017078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2010/02/something-nothing-everything.html' title='Something, Nothing, Everything'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-6034070074968907892</id><published>2010-01-19T00:36:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:19:42.051+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another peep into life!</title><content type='html'>Do I at times think life could be so much better if I was unable to dream.... well not really! If it was not for my dreams and my aspirations, I would not have made it till here...no really I mean it. I would have been reincarnated by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith in myself, courage, the love around me, blessings of my family, the affections of my friends have got me going. It has always been very easy to sit bruised and blame the world around for what happened than picking up the broken pieces and mending the picture again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each fall makes me tall is how I would like to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always believed in miracles since my early childhood and trust me they have happened. Miracles always happen to those who believe in them not because they believe in them but because they can see and acknowledge them. It actually happens to everyone on this planet but people really do not want to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is as ugly as we want it to be and as beautiful as we keep it, just like our houses. So it is important to think, stay and behave beautiful..... this is what I want my 2010 to reflect. How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-6034070074968907892?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/6034070074968907892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=6034070074968907892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/6034070074968907892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/6034070074968907892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-peep-into-life.html' title='Another peep into life!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-9191105825587828659</id><published>2009-12-21T16:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:09:19.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was another sunny day shining bright on her face and she continued to spread the happiness she has been deriving from the strength of her inner self. Well, no matter how silly it may sound but her preparedness of life has dramatically improved in the recent past. She now has a hint that life can come in any form at any time and her ignorance or rather innocence does not rule the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may learn skills and acquire experiences, yet our basic instincts remains. Therefore, this princess still just loves riding the lightening with fear in one hand and happiness in the other. However, strangely now, fear has been giving her the courage to move on and happiness the willingness to let love come into her life. She is emerging a leader and living every minute with these as possibilities and not as hurdles and necessities of life is making it worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about time that life struck again! Another episode left her stunned and hurt but not numb. Since it is a pain, it is paining. It is a hurt and it is hurting. Nothing is bringing her down on her knees crumbling her self-confidence, not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entirely means is that she has to look beyond this and play a larger game in life and of life. The paces maybe slow now but are gaining momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, only one thing happened to the innocent princess again, people she trusted were down right uncouth and mean to her. Moreover, she again has to undergo the proving game to prove it to her own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does life not come to this princess the way it is for her, innocent and honest? Is it too much she is asking for?&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/24176331-9191105825587828659?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/9191105825587828659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=9191105825587828659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/9191105825587828659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/9191105825587828659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-was-another-sunny-day-shining-bright.html' title=''/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-3576632359475997628</id><published>2009-11-29T19:54:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-29T20:07:48.119+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love is within...stretch your arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It was a like an over due dream of mine which came true last night! I took my family (Dada, Boudi and Neale) out for dinner to one of my favourite Chinese (of course!) restaurants in South Delhi. I had promised Neale quite some time back, however, we just could not make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so much closer to my family, extended family and friends and feel that love which I just did not look at in all these years. I searched for happiness every where around except within my own self and now it just happened and everything looks beautiful..... I am sure sooner than later I shall find my "special" someone also somewhere around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows, maybe he is also around and I never looked at him even and have been searching around the globe..... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care and keep spreading love. I will be back soon.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409534546480448226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SxKHAlMrwuI/AAAAAAAAAtg/dBnyB1bY-Lk/s320/2615357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-3576632359475997628?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/3576632359475997628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=3576632359475997628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/3576632359475997628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/3576632359475997628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-withinstretch-your-arms.html' title='Love is within...stretch your arms'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SxKHAlMrwuI/AAAAAAAAAtg/dBnyB1bY-Lk/s72-c/2615357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4335301813839953922</id><published>2009-10-01T00:21:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:46:26.395+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tranquility of the Omnipresent</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SsOwDvcpG_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/EqlsmmNl-g4/s1600-h/PAA020000028.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387343157587942386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SsOwDvcpG_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/EqlsmmNl-g4/s320/PAA020000028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Our worlds are so different and away,&lt;br /&gt;yet my heart skips a beat with your thought crossing my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be anything and nothing&lt;br /&gt;but my eyes feel contented when they spot you in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk along always everywhere and anywhere&lt;br /&gt;and my face lights up with the tranquility you bring to my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This omnipresence makes me full, complete and in control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these lines inscribed on rock or sand, only time will unfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-4335301813839953922?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4335301813839953922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4335301813839953922&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4335301813839953922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4335301813839953922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2009/10/tranquility-of-omnipresent.html' title='Tranquility of the Omnipresent'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SsOwDvcpG_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/EqlsmmNl-g4/s72-c/PAA020000028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-1256492009946953791</id><published>2008-10-14T22:24:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:16:17.742+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue - Ishi's Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Tag has been lying in my Drafts Folder awaiting to be posted for over two months, sorry about this Ishi...... but I had to do it, for I wanted to....&lt;/em&gt;Ok, here I flow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your first thought be?&lt;br /&gt;"How could you? Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2. If you can have a dream coming true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;"Complicated, complex and cannot disclose here :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q3. What is the one thing most hated by you?&lt;br /&gt;"Hypocrisy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;"Spend some, save some, donate some......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe, maybe not"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;br /&gt;"Both are important, cannot be one-sided for long…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;br /&gt;"Forever, if it’s mutual else better luck next time (birth)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm…..be happy for him, will move on, however would tell him, in case…..but moving on with a heavy heart is always not so easy.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? Your gf/bf or an actress/actor?&lt;br /&gt;"I act everyday especially when I am being diplomatic….would love to act with Richard Gere :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q10. What takes you down the fastest?&lt;br /&gt;"Heartbreak……I never learn…..phew!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?&lt;br /&gt;"Happily married with kids and of course professionally at a senior management level ….."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q12. What's your fear?&lt;br /&gt;"Fear of the unknown, losing people I love and care for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;"My BEST friend ever, Ishita, is an angel who has been there for me ALWAYS. Love you Ishi and thanks for everything. I would not have been on earth without your support through all those tough times. Thanks for always showing me the silver lining when I only see the dark clouds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q14. Would you rather be single and rich, or married but poor?&lt;br /&gt;"Single to win through, Rich in and with love/ knowledge, happily Married….Poor with negativity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?&lt;br /&gt;"Open my eyes……is it abnormal?? :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;"Yes! Of course!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;"Cannot happen…..that significant 'one' will occupy every inch of my mind and heart that I would not even think of anyone else. Very much a one-man woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that special someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;"Forgive maybe, may not forget."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q19. If you get to go back in time and fall in love all over again, would it still be with the same person?&lt;br /&gt;"Yes please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Q20. List 6 people to tag&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody as of now"&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/24176331-1256492009946953791?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/1256492009946953791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=1256492009946953791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1256492009946953791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1256492009946953791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-overdue-ishis-tag.html' title='Long Overdue - Ishi&apos;s Tag'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-5389089697213091581</id><published>2008-09-16T15:19:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:31:34.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Everything here only happens for the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We meet a few&lt;br /&gt;We lose a few&lt;br /&gt;And yet life still goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love a few&lt;br /&gt;We despise a few&lt;br /&gt;Still life just goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want to hold on to a few&lt;br /&gt;We want to let go of a few&lt;br /&gt;However life goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how we envisage&lt;br /&gt;Life still keeps flowing&lt;br /&gt;To give shape to all that's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And washing away all that just cannot be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can understand this&lt;br /&gt;We can shun this&lt;br /&gt;Still life will just move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accept it&lt;br /&gt;We decline it&lt;br /&gt;However life will go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hide it&lt;br /&gt;We reveal it&lt;br /&gt;And yet life will move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best is to do our best&lt;br /&gt;For everything here only happens for the best&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-5389089697213091581?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/5389089697213091581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=5389089697213091581&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/5389089697213091581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/5389089697213091581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/09/everything-here-only-happens-for-best.html' title='Everything here only happens for the best'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-7727316330757954168</id><published>2008-08-21T02:41:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2008-08-21T03:12:55.517+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There is a lot that happenend since I last logged in here, around the world and around me. Though there has been no mention worthy change in my life yet. With the passage of each day I more and more believe in the two things that I often use in my conversations, which I rather love to term as self coined phrases :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Man is enslaved by his circumstances; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. It is always the smaller things in life which make the bigger differences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Talking of the first one, it is so true and is applicable to all of us. We put in all our efforts, pray so much, work so hard, etc. to achieve something in life and yet on the D-Day we just miss it. Something or the other just does not go right. Circumstances play a vital role. At times we can contain the situation, if within our control, otherwise most of the times we only just shake our heads in disappointment and despair. And there also are times when we win even when nothing went right from the outset!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So in all circumstances give the best and have no regrets, we can not undo anything that happened in the past moment. Just move on....change is the only constant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Continue doing the smaller things in life with empathy and passion, trust me, the bigger difference will be seen. Don't forget to offer that glass of water, don't forget to call your friend the next day after the b'day to admit you missed it, don't forget that one call to your mom/dad/ sibling/ best friend, don't forget to appreciate...... most importantly don't forget to say sorry, it doesn't matter who was at fault. Sorry would not make anybody small. Admitting one's mistake is more than half the battle won, not many have the courage to own up. However, please forget to be on a fault finding mission, making someone feel low will not raise our bar/ grade for long. It is just indulging into stupid egoistic pleasure....don't let it blurr the vision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have fun and take care till next time.&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/24176331-7727316330757954168?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/7727316330757954168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=7727316330757954168&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7727316330757954168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7727316330757954168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/08/there-is-lot-that-happenend-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-254557948839495887</id><published>2008-06-27T06:56:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:01:07.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time of my life…… yet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is that time of my life…… yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I want to cry, and profusely, but I can not&lt;br /&gt;Rather I do not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I need to sleep, and lot, but I can not&lt;br /&gt;Rather I do not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I want to fight, and fiercely, but I can not&lt;br /&gt;Rather I do not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a time in my life…… yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do not want to be nice, but I am,&lt;br /&gt;Rather I am very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do not need to be sincere, but I am,&lt;br /&gt;Rather I am very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I do not have to be in love, but I am,&lt;br /&gt;Rather I am very&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do’s and Dont’s of life and time keep me enslaved&lt;br /&gt;Someday soon, I will break away from this barrier called life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be that time of my life…… yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all I would be per my desire, but I would,&lt;br /&gt;Rather I better&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/24176331-254557948839495887?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/254557948839495887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=254557948839495887&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/254557948839495887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/254557948839495887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-of-my-life-yet-again.html' title='Time of my life…… yet again'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-2566516403858735169</id><published>2008-06-01T00:53:00.015+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-01T03:30:14.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG3Xful7mI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U_Ak4lEUNJM/s1600-h/028_8317~Hyde-Park-London-Posters.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206644258498801250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG3Xful7mI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U_Ak4lEUNJM/s200/028_8317~Hyde-Park-London-Posters.jpeg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Coming to Blogger is like coming to a familiar place or city I have lived in.... Feel so nostalgic and yet so real. A space of my own where I can just be myself with no inhibition!! No fear, no apprehension, just me and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been away for a very long time and each time I came back, I promised myself to be consistent... however failed. This time around also I promise to be regular and hope to keep it, let's see. It may sound like a justification but I have to blame it on my time schedules and how my work keeps me passionately busy. I am content with my work and happy with the company, including the company I keep these days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking of the Blog world, many of my Blog friends have moved on, given up their old blogs, started new blogs, made their blogs private and so on. Many are still around and I need to catch up with them. That reminds me that I need to change my blogroll as well..... Change is the only constant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG4Qful7nI/AAAAAAAAAZM/DI9wBX5yoz4/s1600-h/MIB1503~Sunset-on-the-Seashore-Posters.jpeg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG89_ul7qI/AAAAAAAAAZk/l4UmWeJr5kk/s1600-h/1200-1075~Unique-Posters.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206650417481903778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="231" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG89_ul7qI/AAAAAAAAAZk/l4UmWeJr5kk/s200/1200-1075~Unique-Posters.jpeg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who have moved on : I am surely going to miss you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I somehow cannot give up my blog or blogging, even if I am not regular. I possibly would not…… for I love it so much. This blog has seen me through lots of downs in my life, helped me in venting out my emotions, breaking out of emotional ties, and been my fall back when family and friends also failed to understand me. Yes, I am very emotionally attached to my blog and I cannot give up on it ever! AS LONG AS I CAN HAVE IT MY WAY. You see "Winner Never Quits!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Blogger has also given me some amazing friends!! I have known some of them for a while now. They have begun to mean a lot to me like an integral part of my life. The way I bonded with them was so amazing. It is beyond the comprehension of people outside the blog world to believe &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG8QPul7pI/AAAAAAAAAZc/boT3GW3SFEY/s1600-h/R9653~Entre-Nous-Posters.jpeg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206649631502888594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG8QPul7pI/AAAAAAAAAZc/boT3GW3SFEY/s200/R9653~Entre-Nous-Posters.jpeg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that virtual friendships can be so so so strong! But they are!!! Trust me. Some of my blog friends know me better than many people from the actual world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(who interact with me everyday types). It really does not matter if we have met before or not; the connection is already made and we take it on from there when we meet. And friendships are much beyond human boundaries. &lt;em&gt;Friends are GOD’s best gift to humankind&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to make up for the time I have not been around here. Life is too small to love so let me not waste it by not doing something I simply love - writing and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Back Suchi, who is astral indeed... :)&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/24176331-2566516403858735169?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/2566516403858735169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=2566516403858735169&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2566516403858735169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2566516403858735169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome Back...'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/SEG3Xful7mI/AAAAAAAAAZE/U_Ak4lEUNJM/s72-c/028_8317~Hyde-Park-London-Posters.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-8930815851634866945</id><published>2008-03-24T02:45:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-06-01T03:15:41.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holi and Happy Birthday……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I stand in my apartment balcony, watching cars racing up and down the road, I am quickly reminded of a similar sight. The situations were same: March 23, the day after Holi and my birthday, another main road facing house and the same me, gazing at the stars wondering what tomorrow holds for me, smiling to myself as the Spring wind caresses past me, dreaming of a brilliant and successful future. And in midst of all these similarities was a glaring difference that made all the difference!&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;/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;It was the difference of Time……or year as one may express it. It was 20 years ago way back in 1988 when Holi and my Birthday were on the same day. I had just turned 13 and so excited to be a teenager. Had just been promoted to Standard 8 and life looked so beautiful, so untouched by its grey shadows. Even today, I feel the same and the excitement continues as each year I step on to a new pedestal called age. Each year is a new beginning. Many people find my excitement for my birthday very childish however, I disagree with them. Maybe to them, birthday is another year of growing old and to me, my birthday is GOD’s extension of my visa to be on earth. Another year amongst family and friends, another year to love and feel loved, another year to conquer the world, another year to know some more people, another year to achieve more……another year to remorse and undo things that went wrong, another year of bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are sensitive to the fact of how this day is important to me, continue to be an important part of my life and the others really do not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to have a year filled of colours and happiness……&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/24176331-8930815851634866945?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/8930815851634866945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=8930815851634866945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/8930815851634866945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/8930815851634866945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-holi-and-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Holi and Happy Birthday……'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-829957335868016814</id><published>2008-03-09T00:43:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:31:32.232+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Been Here For 2 Years Now........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R9LtO-xWZdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-qyKhsJtW10/s1600-h/Image(090).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175459763426059730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="175" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R9LtO-xWZdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-qyKhsJtW10/s320/Image(090).jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Few more days and I will be completing two years in this blog world..... Two years filled with so many kinds of emotions. Seen so many things happen around here, made friends, experienced love turning into hate, friends moving away and coming back. Each day has been better than the other, teaching me so much more about life every passing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I joined this world only coz of Ishita and stuck around primarily coz of her. I have hardly been blogging or writing in general…… so many things cross my mind that I promise myself would appear here but stay written in my heart and mind and fade away from there only……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Why is it that we end up not doing things that we simply love doing. Something similar to what we do in our relationships, people who matter and are always there for/ with us, we rarely let them know how important they are to our lives or just a simple I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R9LsZOxWZcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/6IDYcolVcnM/s1600-h/Happy+Bday+Baba.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175458840008091074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="171" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R9LsZOxWZcI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/6IDYcolVcnM/s320/Happy+Bday+Baba.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;One such lost person is my father; unfortunately, I was not even around to see him when he left this world. Yes, it hurts……each year makes me accept that he is no more around but I still cannot believe it. Just the other day I picked up a birthday card for my dad, it was only when I was about to pay for it that I realized that he is no more. It is my father’s birthday today and I am surely going to celebrate it…… and be happy as I would have been had he been physically around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;What they say is so true: we remember those who are forgotten and miss those who are not around then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Happy Birthday Baba! Happy Birthday to even all those who share it with my father. Have a great day and year ahead!!!!&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/24176331-829957335868016814?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/829957335868016814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=829957335868016814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/829957335868016814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/829957335868016814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/03/few-more-days-and-i-will-be-completing.html' title='Been Here For 2 Years Now........'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R9LtO-xWZdI/AAAAAAAAAYY/-qyKhsJtW10/s72-c/Image(090).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-1426444975326894384</id><published>2008-01-11T19:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-11T19:52:29.033+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;2007 changed a lot in my life for the better however the losses of 2006 just linger.......the pain of losing a parent will never fade or ever die. GOD!! How much I miss my father. I wish he was here to see the new things in my life, me in my new job, my new cell phonce,T.V., A.C., my new car, my new house (though rented but he would have loved it), the new people in my life, my new friends, me in a new avtar.....so many new things in my life and he made it all possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I still recall what a friend had said when my father passed away &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"......he was not happy the way your life is going and the way GOD is handling it, so he has gone there to ensure all good things happen to you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It sounded like a big consolation then but as things kept changing for me, I realised how true this was. But I rather give away all this to have my Baba back........... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I know he is always watching me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;2008 should be my year of doing better professionally as well as personally. Hard work should pay off. I am hopeful, let's see. Certain personal agenda and hopefully all will be taken care of. However, I need to work on something that I missed out in 2007 - that is being in touch with my close friends.......they have been wondering if I am still on earth or visiting Mars......and also blog more often. It feels nice to just write for myself without any restrictions......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;2008 should also give me some good news....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;I need to head home now, at least an hour and a half drive back home.....so bye till next time. With a smile on my face, I say bye bye 2007.....thanks for everything......&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/24176331-1426444975326894384?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/1426444975326894384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=1426444975326894384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1426444975326894384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1426444975326894384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-8383963242719043986</id><published>2007-11-30T16:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T16:44:04.614+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Embrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sitting here at the threshold of another new year&lt;br /&gt;I wonder like every year the future holds what for me&lt;br /&gt;Are there silent seas ahead or would there be deep waters to explore&lt;br /&gt;Or would I witness more tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;Could also be rainbows in the southern skies&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad, life I shall embrace you with all my poise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life here I come, be prepared for another bout with me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138589703822088258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R0_wHDbLmEI/AAAAAAAAADc/uCHcQBQrDDA/s320/Sunset+Point+Matheran.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-8383963242719043986?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/8383963242719043986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=8383963242719043986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/8383963242719043986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/8383963242719043986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/11/embrace.html' title='Embrace'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/R0_wHDbLmEI/AAAAAAAAADc/uCHcQBQrDDA/s72-c/Sunset+Point+Matheran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4785809078799733966</id><published>2007-06-13T11:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:18:39.785+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Dare Devil Speaks……</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Rm-E3Uh_9wI/AAAAAAAAACw/6ay0EIidEgQ/s1600-h/Image(258).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075421391008823042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Rm-E3Uh_9wI/AAAAAAAAACw/6ay0EIidEgQ/s200/Image(258).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dare to envision, not just think&lt;br /&gt;I dare to challenge, that to with a wink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to appreciate, not just point pin&lt;br /&gt;I dare to applaud, over even your win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to lead, not just follow&lt;br /&gt;I dare to roar even when told to mellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to live, not just survive&lt;br /&gt;I dare to be there, even when ‘the best’ struggle to thrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare to reach where fear would fear&lt;br /&gt;I dare to smile when even challenge would tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare, I dare, I dare around all&lt;br /&gt;Not just a Dare Devil, I am a Dare Angel walking without a stall……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-4785809078799733966?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4785809078799733966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4785809078799733966&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4785809078799733966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4785809078799733966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/06/dare-devil-speaks.html' title='The Dare Devil Speaks……'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Rm-E3Uh_9wI/AAAAAAAAACw/6ay0EIidEgQ/s72-c/Image(258).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-988034812133579712</id><published>2007-05-17T22:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:22:40.703+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Nature's Justice or Injustice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Talking of how unfair life can be just does not seem to stop........I am often told that these are our deeds in the previous births that we have tgo pay for etc. etc. But can anyone tell me who I was in my last birth or say 24 births before?? Maybe I was Adolf Hitler or Mussolini, who knows or maybe Graham Bell of Newton or Leonardo Da Vinci or Charles Darwin.......My karma (deed) are for me to live and bear, but hold on people, only in this life.....not in the previous or the births to come. Would it really matter to me if I am a smuggler in my next birth, those deeds will be for me to pay in that birth! Simple. I live this life as this is my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;another day in paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I thank GOD on each birthday for keeping me on this earth for another year and that's why I always celebrate my birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We live once and we die and that's what I know and remember in this birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I believe very strongly in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nature's Justice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as I have experienced it myself. People who have been unfair to me in some way have paid for it. And someday, several years later I learn that someone has behaved or done something similar to them what they had once put me through. It feels good, revenge is sweet even if it comes after years. But soon I feel bad for that person as this should not have happened to him or her no matter how mean he/she was to me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure even I have paid, paying and will pay for the hurt I have caused and the wrong I have done. That again is the rule of the nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, some things really beat me and I keep wondering why do innocent souls have to bear such pain......my recent most introduction to another shocking reality was when I learnt about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Baby Prachi......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065575955974669426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="200" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/RkyKfk6hRHI/AAAAAAAAACg/C5SatiFj2sQ/s200/prachi1.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This sweet little angel is only 11 months and is experiencing a pain she does not even understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My eyes blur with tears each time I read&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://betweenusfriends.blogspot.com/2007/05/help-puja.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Poo's post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; or peruse through something that talks about Prachi. I have no words to even explain how unfair I find this pain that she is going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My nephew, Neale, hurt himself while playing and got stitches on his forehead and I have been so restless ever since...... I have been thinking if Neale's fall can make me so restless then what must Puja be going through. I have not been able to find any answer to why is GOD and nature so unfair. We both have the same relationship with the respective kids but the pain is so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puja, please rest assured that we all are with you in this hour of your pain and please feel free to call us whenever you or your family needs help, any kind of help. Do not worry Poo all will be fine, I know its better said than done but I am a part of your pain and Prachi is my niece as much as she is yours. It should have been me and not her is what I constantly feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065581264554247298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/RkyPUk6hRII/AAAAAAAAACo/oQrceYzhn7k/s200/prachi.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt; Lots of love, hugs and kisses to Prachi and Have faith...... she is always in my prayers. With all my blessings to our little angel.&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/24176331-988034812133579712?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/988034812133579712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=988034812133579712&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/988034812133579712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/988034812133579712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/05/natures-justice-or-injustice.html' title='Nature&apos;s Justice or Injustice'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/RkyKfk6hRHI/AAAAAAAAACg/C5SatiFj2sQ/s72-c/prachi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-3714507304324766830</id><published>2007-04-24T23:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:17:54.442+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AA - SPECIAL DEDICATION - AA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="210"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YKSE0ou67TI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YKSE0ou67TI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="250" height="210"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case the lyrics are not known, here I reiterate specially for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;At first I was afraid&lt;br /&gt;I was petrified&lt;br /&gt;Kept thinking I could never live&lt;br /&gt;without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;But then I spent so many nights&lt;br /&gt;thinking how you did me wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I grew strong&lt;br /&gt;And I learned how to get along&lt;br /&gt;and so you're back&lt;br /&gt;from outer space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I just walked in to find you here&lt;br /&gt;with that sad look upon your face&lt;br /&gt;I should have changed that stupid lock&lt;br /&gt;I should have made you leave your key&lt;br /&gt;If I had known for just one second&lt;br /&gt;you'd be back to bother me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Go on now go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Oh as long as i know how to love&lt;br /&gt;I know I will stay alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;br /&gt;and I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;I will survive (hey-hey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all the strength I had&lt;br /&gt;not to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;kept trying hard to mend&lt;br /&gt;the pieces of my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;and I spent oh so many nights&lt;br /&gt;just feeling sorry for myself&lt;br /&gt;I used to cry&lt;br /&gt;But now I hold my head up high&lt;br /&gt;and you see me&lt;br /&gt;somebody new&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that chained up little person&lt;br /&gt;still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;and so you felt like dropping in&lt;br /&gt;and just expect me to be free&lt;br /&gt;and now I'm saving all my loving&lt;br /&gt;for someone who's loving me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now go walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;just turn around now&lt;br /&gt;'cause you're not welcome anymore&lt;br /&gt;weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd crumble&lt;br /&gt;Did you think I'd lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, not I&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Oh as long as i know how to love&lt;br /&gt;I know I will stay alive&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my life to live&lt;br /&gt;I've got all my love to give&lt;br /&gt;and I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;I will survive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-3714507304324766830?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/3714507304324766830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=3714507304324766830&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/3714507304324766830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/3714507304324766830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/04/aa-special-dedication-aa.html' title='AA - SPECIAL DEDICATION - AA'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-473118829618637361</id><published>2007-04-24T22:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:14:20.361+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Just jotting down my thoughts..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is such a difficult walk....tiring at times and nice otherwise. New experiences and meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Ri44zr1vsqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/87N32CmKkzA/s1600-h/DSC05686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057041892176278178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="204" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Ri44zr1vsqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/87N32CmKkzA/s320/DSC05686.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the last couple of months I have been lucky to travel quite a bit even though none of the places were like anything that can be called a holiday destination except for Chail (in Himachal Pradesh) which was simply beautiful.......scenic and calm. The only thing I wish was that this trip wasn't this short and the group was not so big. Besides there was too much happening around that would add lot of spice to anyone's life, regular dosage of gossip and so on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Ri46Tb1vsrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vVc6kRO2tak/s1600-h/DSC05472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057043537148752562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="139" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Ri46Tb1vsrI/AAAAAAAAAB8/vVc6kRO2tak/s200/DSC05472.JPG" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish to go somewhere soon, a holiday that I really want to take, something I have only dreamt of or seen on TV. Somewhere, where I do not carry along the sadness of the year gone by and to rejuvenate myself for the beautiful days to come my way.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the event some people are still following my blog, you can catch me on my other blog &lt;a href="http://betweenusfriends.blogspot.com/"&gt;Between Friends&lt;/a&gt; sharing my experience about my all time favourite holiday :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-473118829618637361?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/473118829618637361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=473118829618637361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/473118829618637361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/473118829618637361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-jotting-down-my-thoughts.html' title='Just jotting down my thoughts..........'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Ri44zr1vsqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/87N32CmKkzA/s72-c/DSC05686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4522570513425795600</id><published>2007-04-23T12:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:44:10.114+05:30</updated><title type='text'>REASON TO RESIGN......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/RixcC71vspI/AAAAAAAAABs/xP4qkFhoqB0/s1600-h/Funny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056517687122834066" style="WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/RixcC71vspI/AAAAAAAAABs/xP4qkFhoqB0/s320/Funny.bmp" width="506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY INTERESTING......&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/24176331-4522570513425795600?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4522570513425795600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4522570513425795600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4522570513425795600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4522570513425795600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/04/reason-to-resign.html' title='REASON TO RESIGN......'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/RixcC71vspI/AAAAAAAAABs/xP4qkFhoqB0/s72-c/Funny.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-5971152698259481648</id><published>2007-04-15T12:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:00:49.573+05:30</updated><title type='text'>By the way....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is always a pleasure to be in the city of Bombay. Walking in those same old lanes, passing by those same old areas, meeting up friends, shopping from Bandra and having sea food, talking in the Bambaiya Hindi with the auto rikshaw and cab drivers :) and so so so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to be with Mala and Uttara yet again. Though we have got to know each other only sometime back but it seems like ages. I also had the opportunity to meet Puneet. Thanks alot &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Puneet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thank for your hospitality and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Uttara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for coming over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep consoling myself that it is only a matter of time and I will be here, in this city to live back those old days.......only the nice days as I choose not to carry along bad memories with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An update was much more than overdue in this space. I have a major time and internet access constraint. The later more than the former. Hope the same will be resolved soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be writing more soon......at least I intend to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-5971152698259481648?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/5971152698259481648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=5971152698259481648&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/5971152698259481648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/5971152698259481648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/04/by-way.html' title='By the way....'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-2829286025584265168</id><published>2007-03-19T22:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:03:56.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some special moments........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Rf7IS3YPBgI/AAAAAAAAABI/jX5WyZMlC0o/s1600-h/suchi3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043688859130332674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="111" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Rf7IS3YPBgI/AAAAAAAAABI/jX5WyZMlC0o/s320/suchi3.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been away from the scene again for a real long time. Every time I feel I would be regular, that’s when something or the other happens and I just can’t post regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this, I just thought I would write a few lines about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As most people know me, I am quite a rebel and usually end up doing what I want and not what is right. For this I have suffered a lot in life and have been very unhappy also but still that’s me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="474" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/suchi.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amongst the many things that I do, I stay in touch with people who have added some meaning to my life and have been there for me. That's one reason that I have a friend in almost all Indian metro cities :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 141px" height="126" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/gifts2.jpg" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very special day of my existence is approaching and I am missing one of the most important man in my life – my father, who I lost last year. Incidentally, it was his birthday on 9th and I simply missed him. Before that it was my mom’s birthday on February 19 and I was not in town on both the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="227" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/redroses1.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few weeks I have been spending a lot of time rather quality time with family and friends. Also met new people who may or may not be with me forever but have added something to my life, happiness and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed looking forward to the next couple of days to be spent with some very special people in my life, especially who has virtually and literally been there with me and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; HEIGHT: 134px" height="146" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/285605_90450336.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While talking of wonderful things, please check out our new space &lt;a href="http://betweenusfriends.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://betweenusfriends.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and leave your views about the brilliant concept and effort that has gone in there by Ishita and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Until next time, please take care and GOD bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-2829286025584265168?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/2829286025584265168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=2829286025584265168&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2829286025584265168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2829286025584265168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-special-moments.html' title='Some special moments........'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Rf7IS3YPBgI/AAAAAAAAABI/jX5WyZMlC0o/s72-c/suchi3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-1375727846542846342</id><published>2007-02-08T13:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:55:34.071+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It really has been a very very long time that updated my space. Even though I had promised myself that I would refularly update my blog (at least twice a week) but that really seems to be a far fetched dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how have I been?? Pretty and very fine I guess besides fever and cold in between. Happy with some of my new decisions in life though they are directly proportional to certain things I am hoping to accomplish on and around Feb 13. Things that would rectify mistakes of the past and will make a new path for a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Mumbai is also on the cards and the details may appear in my space thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Valentine's Day is just a few days away and I have always wondered what is the significance of this day besides the prices of red roses, followed by other flowers hiking to its highest. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/redroses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or more boxes/ bars of chocolates selling. Some wonderful gifts being exchanged, some wonderful luncheons and dinners, movies and all the works :):) What is this day to people actually??? Is it only coz Archies and the American card companies promoted this day it is such a hit? Do the people, say for example, the lovers understand the meaning of this day or who was St. Valentine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/gifts3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people even think that this day has also broken many tender and love filled hearts including mine???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this day would be best celebrated if we renew our wows of love, commitment, loyalty, faith in each other and thank our special someone for "being there" in those hours of rain and shine, pain and wine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/gifts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thank you list should not be limited to that special someone and go beyond to include family and close friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me Valentine's Day is a day of celebrating love and thanks giving to those who have been there for me no matter what!!! Trust me when I say that it is very difficult to find people who stand by us unconditionally! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/cake1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wishing you all a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) Hope you get to eat lots of cakes, chocolates and exchange loads of gifts!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-1375727846542846342?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/1375727846542846342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=1375727846542846342&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1375727846542846342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1375727846542846342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/02/celebrate-love.html' title='Celebrate Love'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4251355278287222037</id><published>2007-01-15T16:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:42:48.844+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A good Friday evening!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Friday was an unexpectedly nice day........ Had a good and hopeful meeting, met up a Blog friend and watched a new release - Guru with another set of friends after quite a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not write about my office and its happenings on my blog as I talk a lot about it all day with everyone possible plus I feel my present office life is not so important that it needs a mention on my precious space.......therefore, I shall talk about meeting my blog friend and the movie Guru in the following lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Burf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;a href="http://burfi.blogspot.com"&gt;http://burfi.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;) for a while now, though we have been interacting over the net and the phone but it was nice to meet him.......my first reaction to him was "Bachche" (kiddo) and thats what I call him....... sweet guy who usually cracks jokes and when asked how are his GFs, his patent reply is "they are all dead" :D. Well, I really like that attitude about life......it is so difficult for us to consider the past as dead and the present and future as alive. Right attitude to move on in life.......Way to go boy! Very techie guy (thats so so evident from his blogs also) and half the time he talks about mobile tech which are bouncers for me........LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no pics of him .........privacy settings set by Burf himself :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Movie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Guru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/76AFQnxCBHk" width="350" height="275" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of us know, the story is about a young foreign returned villager, Gurukant Desai (Abhishek Bachchan), who gradually grows in years and stature as he treads on the road less traveled. Even though he walks and talks in an awkwardly funny manner and develops flab all over his body unconditionally, he successfully keeps climbing the ladder of his ambition or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;‘bijness’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as he pronounces it. Just can’t take a NO for an answer. The best thing about this man's attitude!!! And if a door doesn’t open by greasing then he doesn’t mind opening it forcefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being the badshah of Polyster and being the leader of share market, Guru Bhai asks his loyal share holders, “Banna chahte ho Hindusthan ki sabse badi company” (translation: he wants to make the largest company in India). An encore follows. Next stop is petro chemicals factory for which once again he uses coercion to make the ministers come on his side. A newspaper publisher Manik Dasgupta (Mithun Chakraborty) and a firebrand journalist Shyam (R. Madhavan) expose many irregularities in the functioning style of Guru Bhai. But there is no stopping for this man who loves to be on the success ride.. so the end comes as a question to all his shareholders... "Banna chahate ho DUNIYA ki sabse badi company".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manik Dasgupta (Or Nanaji), a Gandhian, was the man whom Guru earlier considered as his father. Even though they respected each other personally, their ideologies clashed. Guru’s wife Sujatha (Aishwarya Rai) is the rock of Gibraltor for him and stands by him in the biggest of crisis. He also has a few select men who belonged to him for reasons more than mere business interests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, this is one of the most motivating movie I have seen in ages. Something that I can relate. Another one was Lagaan but somehow I was unable to relate to the main character...... I would rate this as Abhishek's all time best acting......brilliant!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/Gurustill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A still of the actors........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Please watch it.......... I am sure you won't even know where time flew. And let me know your experience :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A big THANKS to Rohan, Sabah and Sameen - my friends coz of whom I could watch this movie on the first day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-4251355278287222037?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4251355278287222037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4251355278287222037&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4251355278287222037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4251355278287222037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-friday-evening.html' title='A good Friday evening!!!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-1298273579972594326</id><published>2007-01-12T14:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-01-12T14:12:26.584+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Walking Away..............from Negativity!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have not been very regular to the blogosphere in the past couple of days. This time it is not just the time constraint but it has a lot to do with the way things are going on here......It is basically the reaction of the people here and these comment fights and getting personal on someone else's blog etc etc are such put offs!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging to get a breath of fresh air from my usual tensed life and not to get so (hyper)emotional, (over)reactive and (in)sensitive. Unexpected comments and remarks from people I consider as friends and they figure in my list of "People I Relate To" or Blogrolling as it is popularly known......Not on my blog but everywhere around......whose name can I take and leave whom????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats life!!!!! I have decided to make an effort to be HAPPY this new year and thats what I am going to concentrate on. I will not be around anything negative or anyone in whose list of priorities I do not figure. I rather find newer avenues and people. However, that just does not mean that I will cease to exist in their lives, I will of course stand by them as and when they will need me. :) This applies to EVERYONE!!!! My family, friends, colleagues, employee, job...... you name and that is it!!!! If people around me have the right to find new ways of being happy then so can I. I don't know about the loss but if it takes them too long to realise, then it can translate to a permanent loss.....Had enough of being taken for granted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all those who left comments on my previous posts, thanks and I am so sorry for not responding. I will reply to you shortly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live and let live!!!! Don't be a hypocrite and undue attention seeker please!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-1298273579972594326?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/1298273579972594326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=1298273579972594326&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1298273579972594326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1298273579972594326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2007/01/walking-awayfrom-negativity.html' title='Walking Away..............from Negativity!!!!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4094132582993183973</id><published>2006-12-30T16:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-30T17:27:09.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I am ready to Welcome 2007!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have never been so eager to welcome any new year like the way I am awaiting 2007!!! And it is only a few hours away. WOW!!! This year has particularly not been very good for me both on my professional as well as personal front… lost a few people including my father and of course important relationships…and an all time professional low.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is yet again that time of the year when we think and introspect all that we did, witnessed, experienced and remorse in the year that is going by. Also, make resolutions and set goals to welcome the New Year with all our expectations and aspirations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It therefore is obvious that I am thinking (very hard) as I am composing and sending my New Year emails to my colleagues, clients, friends and typing this post. Like almost every person on earth even, I think every year of that happened this year… How I could have evaded some blunders that were committed and how I could have made some people happier. Myself happier!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I however am not making any resolutions, as I tend to break them pretty soon sooner than expected in fact. Yes, there are things I am praying for and the two most important things that I pray for are that may GOD give all of us the strength to judge between the best, good, bad and ugly and better our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray 2007 also gives us the realization of being with people we often take for granted always, our family especially our parents.My only wish and expectation of myself is to be a better person and professional and live up to my own expectations before I can start living expectations of others very close to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would like to thank the Almighty for continuing to bless me with &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wonderful and supportive friends&lt;/span&gt; who have unconditionally been supporting me. Moreover, all my life I should be blessed with these and more wonderful friends. I surely would have been dead if it was not for my family especially my mother, Ishita and all my friends this year…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is much more that is on my mind and I would like to jot down but I do not have the time and words to express myself right now…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this threshold of the New Year, I pray that 2007 brings you; your family and all loved ones peace, happiness and prosperity in everyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Have a Rocking New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;GOD bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-4094132582993183973?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4094132582993183973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4094132582993183973&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4094132582993183973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4094132582993183973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-ready-to-welcome-2007.html' title='I am ready to Welcome 2007!!!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-7733366149042856668</id><published>2006-12-11T12:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:07:47.049+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Till I turn these question marks into full stops……</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am sad or lost&lt;br /&gt;Am I happy or bewildered?&lt;br /&gt;Is this my love or conciliation?&lt;br /&gt;Or this is just my befuddled state of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working or wasting myself&lt;br /&gt;Am I a follower or a leader?&lt;br /&gt;Is this my ambition or job?&lt;br /&gt;Or this is just the approach of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gaining or learning&lt;br /&gt;Am I negative or not so positive?&lt;br /&gt;Is this depression or a passing phase?&lt;br /&gt;Or this is just a new chapter in my verve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking or dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Am I brooding or moving?&lt;br /&gt;Is this me or an unfamiliar person?&lt;br /&gt;Or this is the stranger I am becoming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am standing or pausing?&lt;br /&gt;Am I only walking or moving?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a war or only a battle?&lt;br /&gt;Or this is just a conflict in my heart and mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for my answers&lt;br /&gt;No one could help so much&lt;br /&gt;Will keep searching my soul&lt;br /&gt;Till I turn these question marks into full stops……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="418" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/TER1361.jpg" width="326" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&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/24176331-7733366149042856668?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/7733366149042856668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=7733366149042856668&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7733366149042856668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7733366149042856668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/12/till-i-turn-these-question-marks-into.html' title='Till I turn these question marks into full stops……'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-2240963579343052573</id><published>2006-12-06T14:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:39:22.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Results of the Net Tests I Took.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;While chatting with a blogger friend of mine, popularly known as Me (&lt;a href="http://sillygoof.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://sillygoof.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;), was introduced to this website where you can take up personality tests based on some random questions. There are so many test but I tried only five of them from the Career section......... Here I am sharing the results with you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Brain Test - What Your Brain Says About How You Think and Learn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Right-brained - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Most right-brained people like you are flexible in many realms of their lives. Whether picking up on the nuances of musical concerto, appreciating the subtle details in a work of art, or seeing the world from a different perspective, right-brained people are creative, imaginative, and attuned to their surroundings. People probably see your thinking process as boundless, and that might translate to your physical surroundings as well. Some people think of you as messier than others. It's not that you're disorganized, it's just that you might use different systems to organize (by theme, by subject, by color). Straight alphabetization and rigidly ordered folders are not typical of right-brained behavior. You are also more intuitive than many. When it comes to reading literature, you probably prefer creative writing or fiction over nonfiction. And when it comes to doing math, you might find you enjoy geometry more than other forms like algebra. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;The Confidence Test - Show The World What You're Really Made Of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your confidence level is high - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As a result, you may tend view yourself as a wonderful, lucky, or energized person. However you probably also have your days when you don't feel so hot. After all, you're only human. Because of your usual high level of self-acceptance and belief in yourself, you're generally open and accepting of others. People who come in contact with you likely appreciate this generous nature and may seek out your company. Your artistic ability seems to be the trait that you most value in yourself of the five main traits that affect confidence. You also seem to appreciate this characteristic in others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Right Job/Wrong Job - Are you earning what you deserve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The right jobs for you would allow you to be Creative and Strategic - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;With your skills, you could be earning up to $83,000 per year. You're a visionary in many people's eyes — able to think outside the box and to come up with your own solutions. You're creative not necessarily in the artistic sense, but because you can expand your mind to do things differently from others.It might take a while for colleagues to recognize and reward you for your entrepreneurial spirit and abilities. That could be because they envy you, or because they find your ideas slightly rebellious — willing to go against the current. All in all, you make it hard for people to pigeon hole you. That is why you, more than others, need a job that allows you to play to your strengths, break out of the mold, and truly excel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Test : What's Your Destiny? Finding Your Purpose in Life&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your destiny is to be a Provider - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Whether you know it or not, this is the role that is most in tune with who you are at your core. As a Provider, you have a genuine nurturing concern for the welfare of others and you're eager to serve them. You can recognize exactly what people need and your friendly, helpful, social nature makes them feel comforted. With your kind and generous heart, you are personable, talkative, and outward with your emotions, and your openness and sensitivity makes you concerned about the way others view you. Along these lines, be careful not to blame yourself when things go wrong. You cannot prevent bad things from happening, even though your tendency to be orderly with a strong sense of right and wrong may lead you to believe you can. Accept that you do what you can to take care of things and that this will get you far in the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;The Social Networking Test - How You Connect to Other People&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Your greatest social strength is to be an Outspoken Voice -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You tell it like it is, and others can count on you when they need an honest opinion or a reality check. You have faith in the value of your opinions, and you're willing to stand up for your point of view. When you connect with people who have skills that complement yours, powerful networks can be formed.&lt;br /&gt;Discover how to use your unique social style to build the connections that will get you everything you want in life — from friendship, to work, to the love of your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I had fun doing these..... you can also try them!&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/24176331-2240963579343052573?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://web.tickle.com/' title='Results of the Net Tests I Took.....'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/2240963579343052573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=2240963579343052573&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2240963579343052573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2240963579343052573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/12/results-of-net-tests-i-took.html' title='Results of the Net Tests I Took.....'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-2344662569214505271</id><published>2006-12-04T15:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-06T10:31:58.381+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guardian of law or killer of the masses ………</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This incident has been playing on my mind for the last couple weeks or more and I finally decided to jot this down. It is amongst those few incidents, which when recalled makes me despise the cops as it conveys the brutal image of our protectors! If my belief is not wrong then Delhi and Haryana Police are the worst amongst the country. Be it their physical (pot bellied) or mental (corrupt) health, one look at them scares even the common man. A woman on the road is more secure with the stranger than a cop. The police control room vans carrying senior police officials are often spotted ogling at women (any age or size)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the incident, it was a weekday and I was traveling by a cycle rickshaw and I saw two kids, one of about 7 years and the younger one would hardly be 4 years trying to cross the road. The elder kid was a girl who held the hand of the little boy, who I assume was her younger brother, looked on both sides (as taught by our family/ teachers) while crossing the road. Suddenly from nowhere, appeared a yellow Bullet motorcycle loaded with three heavy duty uniformed men from the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wrong side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The rider was so fat that his belly almost covered the fuel tank!!! The other two were also very khate pite ghar ki aulad. Even before one could blink, they hit the little boy. Thank GOD, they were not speeding at least. Still, can you imagine, a heavy bike with three heavy weight champions on it coming and hitting a 4 year old even at the speed of 20????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rickshaw was passing by and I could not hold myself and yelled in astonishment “………police ne maar diya bachche ko!” (The cop has hit the child. The poor kid fell on the road with that hit. They started crying out of fear, pain, and shock. Even before they realized what had happened, they were crying and looking around for help. They were stunned at the sight of these three huge cops, kids always fear the police, moreover these men looked so scary. The cops had all plans of running away as he began to accelerate but one of the pillion riders had heard my bewildered next statement “Yeh hamari kya raksha karenge” (How will they protect us) and stopped. Well, that was only a one-minute pause just to console the kids by saying “kuchh nahi hua, kuchh bhi to nahi hua….” (Nothing has happened, nothing indeed has happened). They rode away behaving like some super heroes, leaving the kids on the road in pain. Their mother came running for their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I along with other fellow onlookers was not allowed to stop by as we were disrupting the so-called traffic. Funny, isn’t it? The rickshaw moved on and but I kept looking back till it was out of my sight… However, that scene has never been out of my mind. I prayed that the kid is not badly hurt, that’s the best I could do at that moment I thought. What do you think I could have done more? Yes, I was scared also because of the lecherous looks I got from the cop who had heard me scream. While I got off, my cycle rickshaw puller said “Madamji aapko chillana nahi chahiye tha……woh aapko tang kar sakte hain” (Madam you shouldn’t have yelled as they can trouble you). This is what this world is all about, don’t protest!! Wow! I said to myself and went home grumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawmakers break the law to save a little extra drive to take the U-turn and take the right lane!!! They do not care for our lives and security; I wonder what are they here for. And they get offended and revengeful if they are questioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The laws that I think they disobeyed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ Riding without helmet&lt;br /&gt;~ Three people on a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;~ Riding in the wrong side&lt;br /&gt;~ Hit an innocent soul&lt;br /&gt;~ Run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I observed in less than five minutes…I often wonder where are we heading!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-2344662569214505271?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/2344662569214505271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=2344662569214505271&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2344662569214505271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/2344662569214505271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/12/guardian-of-law-or-killer-of-masses.html' title='Guardian of law or killer of the masses ………'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-4487610436123372853</id><published>2006-11-24T17:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:20:36.787+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Five Things I am doing these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;My favourite TV show&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The TV show I am hooked on to these days is Sony TV's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bigg Boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://biggboss.sifymax.com/"&gt;http://biggboss.sifymax.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just love that show as it is so unlike all other shows, it indeed is sab soaps ka baap as Arshad Warsi puts it...... Everything is live and no can not put on an act for long......So far the show has shown the good and bad of all the people who live in that house. The best thing I like about it is that there are so many things one can relate to with those people. Even if a character is hated there are things about her/ him, which make sense or appeal to us. More or less all the men have been able to keep their sanity no matter what the women in that house say. The only guy who has a very strong political bent of mind is Aryan. However, he also is the Romeo of the house who has the heart of the princess, Anupama Verma, in his pocket. Let's see what the future holds for them. The only one who must be evicted immediately has to be Kashmera Shah. That woman really knows how to manipulate. GOD bless her. I am certain this show would be an eye opener for all the people who are close to her. Rest all are fine. I would have love Salil to win it but I did not watch the episode where he was evicted......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The book I am reading these days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Eleven Minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;by Paulo Coelho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 151px; HEIGHT: 203px" height="359" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/11min.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's a gripping and daring book which tells the story of Maria, a young girl from a Brazilian village, who is left heartbroken from a very early age, which convinces her that true love would never come her way. A very ambitious girl as I perceive her, she gets lucky when a chance meeting takes her to Geneva to be an actress. She dreams of finding fame and fortune but unfortunately ends up working as a prostitute instead. Even after being in such a forbidden profession, Maria constinues reading and gaining knowledge under the pretext of making intelligent conversations and helping her top notch executive clientele with their stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still reading it and have just reached the page where she meets a handsome young painter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="459" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/HumayunsTomb.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The Season I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Winters are finally here knowcking on Delhi's door. Earlier it used to be pretty chilly around November 10/11 but not any more. I love having ice-creams in this weather especially on Christmas. As a child I used to go to Connaught Place every Christmas with my father to buy goodies, but it was only in my teenage days when I was allowed to have ice-creams in the cold weather. I have severe bronchitis and asthma since my very childhood and there always were too many food restrictions which my family followed because of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/2006111216320201.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Winters are the time of short skirts and high boots and smart coats and jackets. Colourful clothes. I miss my days in the college campus when we would sit around the Nescafe stall for hours and have so many cups of coffee. And on days when Ishi would have the car, our way back from college, we would stop by at Khan Market to have a hot dog or something. Yes, Ishi used to drive and that to very well :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 358px; HEIGHT: 193px" height="501" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/PuranaQila.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wandering in Wilderness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; –&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yes this is another thing that I have been doing in the recent past. Most part of my days go in waiting on the roads or market places in Delhi or Noida. Trust me everything is official about it. I either wait for some appointments to get confirmed or it is the wait between appointments. Since commuting is such a grave problem for someone like me who primarily has to depend on the undependable public transport system here, I often find myself stuck somewhere or the other. However, this week has been better than the last when I have had sales appointments. I am looking forward to the next week, which has to be better than the one that is almost coming to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking forward to a Better Tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;This is the most important thing that I am doing these days. I am making a sincere effort in forgiving people (no matter what they have done to me) and awaiting my better tomorrow. I have realised that it is so important for me to move on and make my life better and stop cribbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I am so glad I did......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There has to be more, much much much more to life than I have today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The song playing says the same : (There's Gotta Be) More To Life by Stacie Orrico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lyrics of the song :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I've got it all, but I feel so deprived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I go up, I come down and I'm emptier inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm missing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And why can't I let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There's gotta be more to life...Than chasing down every temporary high to satisfy me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Cause the more that I'm...Tripping out thinking there must be more to life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure... there's gotta be more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Than wanting moreI've got the time and I'm wasting it slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Here in this moment I'm half way out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Onto the next thing, I'm searching for something that's missing I'm wanting more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm always waiting on something other than this Why am I feelin' like there's something I missed.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/24176331-4487610436123372853?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/4487610436123372853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=4487610436123372853&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4487610436123372853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/4487610436123372853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/11/five-things-i-am-doing-these-days.html' title='Five Things I am doing these days'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-6897582437168033446</id><published>2006-11-17T12:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-17T13:09:15.303+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Commuting.....such a problem in Delhi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 199px" height="532" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/RF44.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Commuting in the Indian National Capital &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;is getting bad to worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with the passage of time. As it is Delhi was 'not so safe' place for women especially after it gets dark and now the cream on the cake is the growing misbehaviour of the auto rikshaw drivers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="452" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/DSC00033.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 79px; HEIGHT: 184px" height="584" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/Autofaremeter.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GOD alone knows what happens to the complaints that are lodged to the helpline, at least these auto rikshaw people are not penalised enough that it gets them on track. They will seldom use their meter, always charge unrealistic amounts, harass a girl even if she is in dire straits, bad language and unruly behaviour are a part of their existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so difficult for a working lady in Delhi if she does not have her own transport!! The public transport system is horrible and the city is gearing up to welcome the Common Wealth Games in 2010. At least thanks to these events that some kind of development is witnessed by Delhi-ites, the last being in 1982 when the Asian Games were held here. Delhi is like those hosts who clean their household only when they are expecting guests or there is a party....... They are building malls and malls but no one is even thinking about the public transport network and how to straighten these people........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is written in absolute disgust as I experience all this everyday. so many times a day........ I am sure there would be so many like me who have similar experiences but there is no one who can listen to us and do something about this issue.....no government does anything as these auto fellows are their vote banks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 158px" height="158" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/india-gate.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What a shame and pity for this city that someone like me who is born and brought-up here, just hates living here primarily because of the commuting problem......Wake up Delhi, it is high time that you do a self evaluation and find solutions to the problems and things of prime importance like public transport system and security of your female citizens. Else you will always be known as the "attitude" city and nothing more.....even by your own people. &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/24176331-6897582437168033446?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/6897582437168033446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=6897582437168033446&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/6897582437168033446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/6897582437168033446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/11/commutingsuch-problem-in-delhi.html' title='Commuting.....such a problem in Delhi'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-8224692046273818546</id><published>2006-11-14T16:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:34:53.685+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Movie Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a good time over the last weekend after a real long time. Spent time with Mom, cooked for her in a real long time, otherwise, it always is she who cooks for me... Went out for movies, yes, two movies one after the other… in a way I am glad I saw two movies, otherwise I would have had an over dose of nicety... don’t wonder why am I saying this as the movies were Vivah (sigh) and Apna Sapna Money Money (smile &amp; laugh)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was “Apna Sapna Money Money”…… A film, produced under Subhash Ghai's banner Mukta Arts, is a situational comedy starring a host of actors: Ritesh Deshmukh, Celina Jaitley, Koena Mitra, Jackie Shroff, Sunil Shetty, Shreyas Talpade, Riya Sen and Anupam Kher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ritesh was good and so were his make-ups…… Shreyas didn’t get much chance to show his talents, guess this what happens in a multi starrer. Amongst the girls, Koena was the best. Riya was ok, wouldn’t have mattered if it were someone else also. Mukta Arts fell short of cloth while tailoring the outfits for the heroines so they all were innocently flaunting quite a bit!!!! In one police station scene, Celina actually wore the fisherman’s net she stole owing to the dress material crisis at Mukta Arts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, this movie is a “good to watch”, however I can’t say it is a ‘must watch’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next movie was “Vivah”……… it is supposed to be the journey from engagement to marriage and the most intense period in the life of a couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; HEIGHT: 157px" height="267" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/21.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a yawningly boring movie (main yeh baat kahun mujhe yeh haq hai) and one can easily take a nap even, till the last 30-45 minutes which is where the movie picks up pace and makes sense. However, the message that Sooraj Barjatiya tried to convey will reach the masses only if they come to watch the movie……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 157px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="247" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/20.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There was no scope for both Amrita and Shaahid to show their talents and skills as all they had to do was feel shy and be coy… oh yes maybe that is what they were trying to enact! it was a sad attempt and nothing like Maine Pyaar Kiya and Hum Aapke Hain Kaun…yes it can give Hum Saath Saath Hain a tough competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have great week ahead and take care. GOD bless!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-8224692046273818546?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/8224692046273818546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=8224692046273818546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/8224692046273818546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/8224692046273818546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/11/movie-weekend.html' title='Movie Weekend'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-5224954429822744183</id><published>2006-11-03T21:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:20:50.872+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love....... a state of mind or a status in life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To love and be loved&lt;/em&gt; are feelings everyone wants to experience... the latter more than the former. As they say, marry someone who loves you rather than someone you love. This is true but how about a situation when you actually end up marrying someone who indeed is in love with you or at least claimed so... and one fine day you are left to encounter the fact that you longer are a part of that person’s life and your existence is no longer important? For most of us, it could come as a rude shock and life can come to a sudden standstill, at least until you can think of an alternate and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one deal with this situation when your world has just not changed, however, you are not a part of that someone’s world????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we like it or not but time pushes us to move on... so move on with grace, integrity, poise and dignity. Just leave the bad thoughts and time, just move ahead with the good memories &lt;em&gt;(if any)&lt;/em&gt; that were made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it natural for vengeance to stay in your heart till you do not get even with that person????? Yes, it does and time will help you get even but you essentially do not have to dirty your hands with it. Remember GOD will take care of your pain, woe and tears. However, one doesn’t get the satisfaction if you have not been instrumental in taking that revenge. What say???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another aspect of love, the UNCONDITIONAL love......... which doesn’t change even though the circumstances and your age changes. The person just loves you forever for being you. Just wants to be with you for you are you. I would be very biased to say that I have been amongst the lucky few to experience this kind of love, which is pure and of course unconditional. As I am sure, we all have such a person in our lives. That someone may either hide behind the veil of the society or may stand next to you in the limelight. Surely is someone you can count on, &lt;em&gt;no matter what&lt;/em&gt; and no matter how let down you feel. This person tries her/ his best to make you feel special in their own small or big way, just to see you smile yet again and prepares you, even from a distance, to brave it out all over again and with all your vigour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 88px; HEIGHT: 105px" height="108" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/hugginghearts.gif" width="124" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We often find people who stand by us through our thick and thin but we rarely get people who love us unconditionally even when we are thick (fat) or thin!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However differently I may opine today, when I would grow older and more matured, through my experiences of life, I would learn different things and may even have a different opinion of love. Today love is a state of mind or a status in life or just the way of life to me as out there is someone to love me unconditionally forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/ringsnhearts.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Take care and GOD bless. Keep loving and being loved............ &lt;em&gt;unconditionally&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img height="141" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/bearhug.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&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/24176331-5224954429822744183?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/5224954429822744183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=5224954429822744183&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/5224954429822744183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/5224954429822744183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-state-of-mind-or-status-in-life.html' title='Love....... a state of mind or a status in life!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-3527462479424998883</id><published>2006-10-28T17:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:45:04.335+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Surely, a feeling I can't let go of.....</title><content type='html'>It happens in life that we often give up things that we are either born with or brought up with, it either is by choice or forced by our circumstances. This is a common thing for women more than men, as we are always taught from our very childhood that we have to be adaptive as we have to get married and go, join our husbands' households etc etc etc...... And without even realising, this feeling of letting go of our own traditions, likes, dislikes becomes our habit. We get into the habit of letting go our habits.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time, its our circumstances which changes us and we have to let go of things that we always held close to our hearts.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September-October, during Durga Puja, I was standing on the stage very close to GODDESS Durga's idol, witnessing the Shondhi Pujo Aaroti - the evening prayers (it was still called the shondhi pujo or evening prayers even though the mahurat or the auspicious time was at around 3 a.m.!!!). Her ever glowing face, glowing more because of the flames from the prodeep (fire lamps) and the rhythmic beats of the dhaak (traditional Bengali drums) playing in the back drop of a pitch dark, silent, misty, beginning to be chilly Delhi night (rather early morning)......... I stood there still with folded hands, raised eyes, head high in pride, with no clue of the happenings around me, smiling with tears rolling down my eyes.......tears of joy as I realised that I can't let go of this feeling for anything in this world.................The feeling of being a Bengali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud to be a Royal Bengal Tigress!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-3527462479424998883?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/3527462479424998883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=3527462479424998883&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/3527462479424998883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/3527462479424998883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-happens-in-life-that-we-often-give.html' title='Surely, a feeling I can&apos;t let go of.....'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-1109907684983142611</id><published>2006-10-14T14:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-14T15:03:45.451+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Internet Forward.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 364px; HEIGHT: 232px" height="458" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i113.photobucket.com/albums/n220/astral_suchi/F.jpg" width="532" border="0" /&gt;&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/24176331-1109907684983142611?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/1109907684983142611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=1109907684983142611&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1109907684983142611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/1109907684983142611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/10/photobucket-video-and-image-hosting.html' title='Internet Forward.........'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-7294574040768415864</id><published>2006-09-20T14:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:20:42.560+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank you and see you........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am giving up blogging....... I have no idea for how long or if this would be for good but as of now this seems to be the right option....... I say this with tears in my eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I however, will be around. I am not able to do justice to my new found passion of blogging and it's not fair on my part......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess that's how life works......we seldom get what we cherish the most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take care and keep me in your prayers as you all will be in my prayers.........and heart forever......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD Bless you all!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-7294574040768415864?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/7294574040768415864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=7294574040768415864&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7294574040768415864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/7294574040768415864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-you-and-see-you.html' title='Thank you and see you........'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-115658038864809813</id><published>2006-08-26T13:47:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:12:39.729+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/40087632.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/200/40087632.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just happiness but it is peace that I look for&lt;br /&gt;Not just peace but it is happiness also, I want&lt;br /&gt;Are you there somewhere looking at me?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it a lot that I am asking you for&lt;br /&gt;All I do has been planned by you&lt;br /&gt;Then why do I need more of this strength of weakness…&lt;br /&gt;That you keep bestowing on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you really love me more than many?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong I understand that from your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Not just today but it is tomorrow that I look forward to&lt;br /&gt;Not just tomorrow but it is today also, I yearn for&lt;br /&gt;I am sure you are there somewhere around but not looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Or is it that you are upset as I didn’t let go when I was told to&lt;br /&gt;All I do has been planned by you, I reiterate&lt;br /&gt;Do you still feel I need more of this strength of weakness…&lt;br /&gt;That you keep giving me more of these puzzles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do you really love me more than many?&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong I understand that from your son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Not just your blessing but it is your support that I ask for&lt;br /&gt;Not just your support but it is your blessing that I need&lt;br /&gt;You are here, right here in my heart, making me walk&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more that I deserve from you&lt;br /&gt;So you better be here to give me all the good that you have in store for me&lt;br /&gt;So I no more need this strength of weakness…&lt;br /&gt;As you are right here to enlighten my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yes, I know you really love me more than many.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in your son as he makes me understand life better any'&lt;/span&gt;&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/24176331-115658038864809813?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115658038864809813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=115658038864809813&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115658038864809813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115658038864809813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-understand.html' title='I understand'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-115654031210566023</id><published>2006-08-26T02:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-07T12:34:46.466+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never.....6 Weird things about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="137" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/200/flower.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok finally I am doing the tag I was expected to do few months back….LOL… I was tagged by Ishita in May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact it should not take me much time to write ‘only’ six weird things about myself as I never fail to surprise myself with the weird things I do or happen coz of me….. still here goes my attempt…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rules are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ You must post a blog with six weird facts or habits about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;~ These cannot be used against you later on.&lt;br /&gt;~ At the bottom name the six people you will tag next.&lt;br /&gt;~ Leave them a comment to let them know they've been tagged and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – I cant stand people shaking their leg while they are seated (shaking leg syndrome), gives me a headache and it is such a bad body language too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in school when I was in my 6th standard, I had specially bought a wooden ruler to hit my bench mate every time he would shake his leg… Well since the girls made too much of noise and guys created mischief when together, so compulsorily one boy and girl had to share the bench…UFFFF… I hated that and above all I didn’t like this guy next to me and then he had this bad habit… I used to hit him each time he would shake his leg but he was so shameless. I broke a ruler or two but he did noty stop, and then his mom complained during one of the PTA that her son has blue black marks on his legs.. thanks to Suchi the great.... ha ha ha… but my teacher just warned me, but I didn’t stop. He finally changed his seat. LOL. Well I had a reputation of beating up senior boys also when they acted smart with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; – I am too fussy about clean wash basins and bathrooms. My rooms, wardrobe, bed can be in a mess but not the bathroom and wash basins…. I even get up in the middle of the night and clean them….. they have to be clean and smell nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – I am very freakish when it comes to handling office files, communications etc. most of the times I pull all out all the papers, centre punch them, take off the extra staple pins and re-file them all. Even office communications have to be formal, be it written or verbal. Not that I am perfect but I try my best and appreciate criticism as it helps me improvise on my skill sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Most people who associate with me know that I have such a sweet tooth and simply loooooovveeeee western desserts..... especially ice creams, cakes and chocolates (liquor the best) :) :) Whenever I feel low I head straight to buy myself a chocolate ice cream and I get an instant hit...... and I say hey life here I come back with all my vigour. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Though I am not that fond of cooking but the victims who have had my food (and still do) say that I cook well. Esp the Chicken Dahiwala, Pulao and cakessssssssss. The weird thing is that I never have a set recipe and most of my cooking is fluke :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Last but not least, I yell and scream and get upset when people tell me how I should live my life and what wrong etc I did.... Hey!! Where were you when I was struggling or starving. You never bothered or were not a part of my life, so just shut up!!! ......if someone bugs me or is being mean to me for no reason whatsoever.... she/ he had it.... just had it.... I am rude and yell/ scream and put my point across. I even walk out and there have been instances when I have never kept in touch with that person ever again........ I believe that true friends would never say mean stuff. If and when they do, it is only my best interest which they have in mind, so they are fine.....At times I am scared of my anger esp with acquaintances...... I have no shame in saying sorry if it is my mistake but I won't take anything that is complete crap...... I will reap as I have sown so what is your problem in life.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even here at Blogger, I do listen and agree to a few people like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keshi, Dhwanii (Scribblez), Gangadhar, has to be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who I have started to relate to and like reading their (for instance &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ekta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). It is like a bond that has built over the past couple of months or weeks or even days (like with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Rajbir, kkalpz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;even though she doesn't have full fledged blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;). I know these are people who just wont say things to just make me happy but something that they really believe in. I am sure that I would build more relations here even without meeting any of you....... it is the way someone influences me.... And if you are wondering why Ishi's name doesn't figure here...... I know her since 1994 and not from Blogger :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hhhhhmmmmm..... it is time for me to tag people...... pls people even if you have done it, do it again for me.....please please please I tag 'Strictly for my friends', '(Jump start bipin) Bipin, (oxymoron personified) Neets, (priablog) Priya, (Southpaw) Rajbir and Suniieee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-115654031210566023?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115654031210566023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=115654031210566023&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115654031210566023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115654031210566023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/08/better-late-than-never6-weird-things.html' title='Better Late Than Never.....6 Weird things about me!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-115574586634413820</id><published>2006-08-16T21:56:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:54:38.178+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Independence - Just love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeah a bit too late to write this post but I am fighting a bad throat infection for the last couple of days. Could not talk or keep quiet without coughing. He he he… Ok went to a swank Hospital last night straight into their Emergency ward (sounds so dramatic – ha ha ha) and came out with an anti-biotic prescription, so far it has not done any wonder but better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August is a month of Birthdays and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;August 14 was my darling little baby’s birthday. My nephew Neale turned 8!! Happy Birthday Handsome! May you have hundred more…… I LOVE YOU SO MUCH Moons!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 294px" height="535" alt="Image Hosting by PicsPlace.to" src="http://img4.picsplace.to/img4/25/28-04-06_2112.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Picture Courtesy &lt;strong&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ishi&lt;/strong&gt;ta&lt;strong&gt; Pishi &lt;/strong&gt;as he addresses her!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;August 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Independence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 16,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Janamashtami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the day Lord Krishna was born). A day not only to rejoice but to celebrate our independence and victory over our inner fears. He always professed and taught us to fight for the cause of “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;RIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;” be it against our enemies or our loved ones. I firmly believe that my right may essentially not be right for anybody else living or no more in this world, but I still would like to walk on my path. I am more than often told that people can only feel sorry for me, not be with me, a day will come when I will have no one in my life etc etc etc. It is all fine by me as if all that is in my destiny it will happen and if not it would not. Simple! But no storm or tide will wash me away except the angel of death. Well, that we all have to face and not fear. If I stand alone today or tomorrow (or did so for so many years), it does not make me a loser or a failure in life! I live by my own principles which are the result of disciplined and tender upbringing of my down to earth parents, unconditional love of a modest sibling, prayers and praises of relatives and friends, helpful neighbours, extreme faith of teachers, immense support from seniors and subordinates and above all the blessing of the almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if ANYONE is not happy to read this post, you have the option of either leaving a comment (would love a nasty one!!!!!! Ha ha ha) or just go and cry out for Mamma!!!! She will take you shopping and shopping and shopping and buy you a new gadget or cell phone to fidget with. That is much better than fidgeting with someone’s life and emotions. For such Mommy dears I only have one thing to say, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOD please forgive them for they do not know how selfish they can get&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And such brats……hhhhhhmmmmm........ Some bangles, henna and a scarf to cover your shameless face or share your mother’s!!PLEASE YOUNG MOTHERS…… make your child stronger and more capable to take independent decisions in life and not be like grape creepers, which look good, taste good but cut the tree (object) they creep on to and watch them perish……When I look around in today’s society which is quite unlike than what we grew up in, I wonder the future of these children who are 5-10 or little older. They do not know what compassion is, they do not mind being rude to older generation (yes, to those darling moms as well!!), parents are money making machines, only sibling are brother/ sister and the list is endless. Any of you reading this, can you cross your heart and tell me something – did we have the audacity to do any of these at that age??? NO! We still miss our grandparents and time spent with them, we still discuss how we saved from our 20 rupees monthly pocket money which we got even in our early teens, and we still introduce our cousins as my brother or sister. That is why we still care, we hold hands and walk together for a common cause, however, somewhere on the way we have forgotten a lot……… we have forgotten to teach our children the strength of sharing their stuff (little yes but not much), the returns of kissing a grand parent or even smiling at them, the power of prayers…… the faith to have faith!Could our generation fight a battle that long and gift the next generations a free country????? We got it in one plus one scheme, so we do not value it. Ask the non –residents what is the worth of your own land? All we do is call them aliens, but they feel more for this land than we do. They feel the pain; we see it only on TV. It is so true that one realizes the worth of something only when it is away……. Realize the worth, let us give our country better citizens, let us give our children stronger personalities and value systems……. This is my thought for this day and always. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Let me know yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 114px" height="169" alt="Image Hosting by PicsPlace.to" src="http://img9.picsplace.to/img9/20/110982608749p1.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY TO ALL OF YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-115574586634413820?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115574586634413820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=115574586634413820&amp;isPopup=true' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115574586634413820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115574586634413820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/08/independence-just-love-you.html' title='Independence - Just love you'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-115279550536553811</id><published>2006-07-13T18:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-25T12:41:09.950+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bombay the city I love……..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No matter how far I am from the city of &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bombay&lt;/span&gt; (I still love to call it Bombay and not Mumbai) I will always feel very close to you. Even though it is not the city where I was born and brought up in but I still feel so close to it. The roads, the attitude, the life and the way of life there has so much set in my blood in such a short span of time that I just cant stand anything going bad there. Way back in 1993 when there were series of blasts I was not only 13 years younger and just out of school but also knew nothing except the name of this city. However, now on this day even an inch of turmoil there hurts me. I witnessed July 26 and the pain and shock we all went through because of the rain havoc…… but my heart hasn’t stopped crying since July 11. This time a series of bomb blast in the local trains, at places where I have either lived or frequented almost on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most probability I would have been in one of those trains or stations…….I am not scared of death but the tears and the vacuum of pain I would leave behind in the hearts of people who love me immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bombay is fearless and strong and the spirit there never dies or should I say never say die spirit. We all love to die-hard there no matter what! Isn’t it strange that a hardcore Delhi-ite, born and brought up in Delhi loves a city where she has been only for few a years, well most of my people and friends here find it strange….. But I know over 100 people there, that city has given me friends who stand by me come what may and someone who simply loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t blogged for over a month now and indeed missed it. I still have my last post in my drafts’ folder, I have not been able to complete it. But I had to write today if not yesterday as this fear, shock, melancholy, worry has been lingering on my mind. A feeling which is very depressing. We also &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lost one of our colleagues&lt;/span&gt; from the IT team in this blast….. The broadcast emails only depress me further as I had interacted a lot with him in the initial days of joining this company, the laptop I was handed over had perennial problems and Cyrus (yes that’s his name) used to help me with that. Cyrus left behind a 6 year old son and a dependent wife and mother. The entire group employees are willingly contributing minimum a day’s salary to the bereaved family at this hour of their crisis. Good thinking on the management’s part and guess what he had just resigned from our Chennai office and came back to Bombay five days ago and July 11 was his first day in his new job……….. Destiny beckons or rather death beckons! GOD bless Cyrus and may he rest in peace wherever he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that there isn’t any more bad news coming my way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Got this Internet forward from a friend so thought of adding this also in this post:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Subject  :  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A letter from Bombay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Terrorist,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if you are not reading this we don't care. Time and again you tried to disturb us and disrupt our life - killing innocent civilians by planting bombs in trains, buses and cars. You have tried hard to bring death and destruction, cause panic and fear and create communal disharmony but everytime you were disgustingly unsuccessful. Do you know how we pass our life in Mumbai? How much it takes for us to earn that single rupee? If you wanted to give us a shock then we are sorry to say that you failed miserably in your ulterior motives. Better look elsewere, not here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are not Hindus and Muslims or Gujaratis and Marathis or Punjabis and Bengaliies. Nor do we distinguish ourselves as owners or workers, govt. employees or private employees. WE ARE MUMBAIKERS (Bombay-ites, if you like). We will not allow you to disrupt our life like this. On the last few occassions when you struck (including the 7 deadly blasts in a single day killing over 250 people and injuring 500+ in 1993), we went to work next day in full strength. This time we cleared everything within a few hours and were back to normal - the vendors placing their next order, businessmen finalizing the next deals and the office workers rushing to catch the next train. (Yes the same train you targetted)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fathom this: Within 3 hours of the blasts, long queues of blood donating volunteers were seen outside various hospital, where most of the injured were admitted. By 12 midnight, the hospital had to issue a notification that blood banks were full and they didn't require any more blood. The next day, attendance at schools and office was close to 100%, trains &amp; buses were packed to the brim, the crowds were back. The city has simply dusted itself off and moved one - perhaps with greater vigour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are Mumbaikers and we live like brothers in times like this. So, do not dare to threaten us with your crackers. The spirit of Mumbai is very strong and can not be harmed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please forward this to others. U never know, by chance it may come to hands of a terrorist in Afghanistan, Pakistan or Iraq and he can then read this message which is specially meant for him!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the people of Mumbai (Bombay)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-115279550536553811?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/115279550536553811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=115279550536553811&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115279550536553811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/115279550536553811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/07/bombay-city-i-love.html' title='Bombay the city I love……..'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114897645713754184</id><published>2006-05-30T13:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T14:02:17.539+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Do I look like I care……</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/child1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/200/child1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Happy times or sad&lt;br /&gt;Fun times or bad&lt;br /&gt;Rather being in woe&lt;br /&gt;Instead I will let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do I look like I care……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Even if it’s unfair or fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossips or facts&lt;br /&gt;Smartness or tacts&lt;br /&gt;Rather than sulking over it&lt;br /&gt;Instead I decide to hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do I look like I care…… &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Even if it’s difficult to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People may sympathise&lt;br /&gt;Some may even empathise&lt;br /&gt;Rather than make myself wonder&lt;br /&gt;Instead I want to ponder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do I look like I care……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Even if it’s not right to dare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claims that are tall&lt;br /&gt;Talks that are small&lt;br /&gt;Rather than indulging&lt;br /&gt;Instead I decide against plunging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do I look like I care…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Even if it means I go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of words which bogs one down&lt;br /&gt;Loads of exclamations and frown&lt;br /&gt;Rather than let these affect me&lt;br /&gt;Instead I stay calm and let it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Do I look like I care…… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Even if this world rides a mare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title is inspired by my PlanetM T-Shirt which reads “&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do I Look Like I Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;”. I picked up this T as though it was made for me and only me. The moment I looked at it, it screamed “Suchi I am made for you!” LOL. Just love it solely because it reflects my I Don’t Care attitude. I have always been a very unconventional yet traditional person who has never bothered about what the world has to think or say about me. My philosophy of life, I talk and gossip (not all the time, ok…) about people then why won’t they do the same to me. Kuchh to log kahenge, logon ka kaam hai kehna (people will talk as it’s their work) but I am part of these so called log (people) yaar. Simple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;People who know me and love me genuinely will always stand by me even if I am swimming out of my pool of blunders. They may scold me or thrash me up even but they would not ditch for the fallacy of bestowing shame on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I have three things on my mind that I have been contemplating writing about in my blog for quite some time now but they still remain there only…… in my mind. This sudden scribbling is making it’s appearance before that. There should be something like mind blogging (not mind bogging). I think and it would appear on my space with all the effects and pictures…ha ha ha. That would have been fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Take care and GOD bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114897645713754184?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114897645713754184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114897645713754184&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114897645713754184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114897645713754184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/do-i-look-like-i-care.html' title='Do I look like I care……'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114806491718323581</id><published>2006-05-20T00:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:44:01.327+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pure Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="265" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/320/untitled.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since the time I have started blogging, all I have been writing has primarily been inspired by the dark path I have been walking for quite some time now. Wish I knew what all the year 2006 has in store for me and this definitely has not been a year I would even like my worst foe to live the way I have so far. Too many anxious and painful days and too many nights shedding tears and cursing my existence. Each month so far has let me down with its rude shocks, the most recent being the demise of my father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My last post was dedicated to him (&lt;a href="http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-babai-will-always-miss-you.html"&gt;http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-babai-will-always-miss-you.html&lt;/a&gt;). Let me see what June has to offer. Kind of scares me now. I am exhausted of all that life is putting me through to the extent that my strength is shattered, my self esteem has gone for a walk and my smile is visiting Pluto......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now I have chosen to be happy and strong again and not indulge in self pity anymore. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A WINNER NEVER QUITS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; remember. So now I am going to write about some of people/ things/ gestures which make/ made me smile :):)……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neale&lt;/strong&gt; - my sweetest darling nephew, his very thought brings the smile back on my face. He is like water after 20 miles of walk in a desert on a hot June afternoon....... &lt;strong&gt;Ma&lt;/strong&gt; – of course, she is too sweet, her thought makes me smile (gets me worried too) &lt;strong&gt;Baba&lt;/strong&gt; – my childhood memories esp. the ones when he would bring &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;me gifts each time he went for a sales trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dada&lt;/strong&gt; – my elder brother for being so supportive. &lt;strong&gt;Boudi&lt;/strong&gt; – my sister in law for being Dada’s strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shreya&lt;/strong&gt; – my little cousin, though much younger than me, but a close confidant… Luv ya kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My aunts (pishis/ mashi), cousins and everyone from the family &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who genuinely cares&lt;/em&gt; and is there…… others &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;please go to hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; esp the package deal relatives. I am glad you don’t care, guess what neither do I ha ha ha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ishita&lt;/strong&gt; – my best friend, literally a sister to me……thanks Ishi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rajiv&lt;/strong&gt; – always ends up doing things for me no matter what, sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puki &lt;/strong&gt;– and his Pukitalk LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ishipishi.blogspot.com/2006/05/tumka-naam-kya-hai.html"&gt;http://ishipishi.blogspot.com/2006/05/tumka-naam-kya-hai.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neale and Puki getting along&lt;/strong&gt; – rare case scenario but it’s a treat to watch, love you kiddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – I can never thank GOD enough for blessing me with such wonderful friends who standby me each time I need them and trust me I often need them……their care and support makes me smile…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice cream, chocolate flavour.....Western desserts - pastries, cakes, etc etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preferably chocolate flavour... &lt;/strong&gt;Indian mithais…hhhmmm can do without them also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dahi&lt;/strong&gt; (curd/ yoghurt) – I should be the brand ambassador for Nestle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee&lt;/strong&gt; – my best friend (after Ishi of course) for years……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fish&lt;/strong&gt; - part of being a Bong...... but I love what Ma prepares, I am quite a non-veg freak…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - preferably in tune :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt; - I have no preference, I listen to everything that appeals to me be it English, Hindi or Bengali or any other language for that matter.....just love music. Yes I have some kind of aversion for hard rock etc etc……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blogging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – yes now this is what keeps me going, and reading and experiencing life through others’ eyes makes me smile… &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Keshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; makes me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;The knick knacks &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;shop owner of my building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, checking/ telling to me have dinner everyday…sweet lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Some of my customers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who empathize – strange but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;My insurance agent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Mishraji, the gentleman calls every other day to find out if I am doing fine, calls my mom as well……GOD bless him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Few colleagues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who find time to at least ask a how are you? Others are too busy and love feeling important, so they can join my so called relatives and acquaintances in their journey to hell……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much ever I want, but I can’t make this list endless as of now :(:( wish it was, but if wishes were horses beggars would ride them……… I am smiling with what I have with me today …… As a Japanese proverb goes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;‘One kind word can warm three winter months’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my winter months are warmed by these and your kind words, small and yet touching gestures…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Forget injuries never forget kindness – &lt;em&gt;Confucius&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Will never forget all those who stood by me in the hour of my need!!! Thanks !!! Keep smiling…&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/24176331-114806491718323581?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114806491718323581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114806491718323581&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114806491718323581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114806491718323581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/pure-smile.html' title='Pure Smile'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114767998577283744</id><published>2006-05-15T13:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:15:55.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Baba.......I will always miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/Image_067_.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/320/Image_067_.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;PLEASE KEEP LOOKING AT ME AND ALL OF US..... ALWAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;You brought me to this world and showed me around. You held my hand even when I was sure I can manage. You scolded and used the rod but never left my side even when I surrounded you with dumps of my errors and blunders. My Baba, my support and strength you breathed your last on April 28 around 11:30 a.m. I spoke to you around 9 in the morning and then also you told me you are fine and I don’t need to rush to see you whereas my heart was sinking and I had this weird fear in my heart for the first time when I heard your voice, least did I know that three hours later I will be told of you no more being there.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/baba%20n%20me.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/320/baba%20n%20me.1.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;My Baba, my biggest fan and supporter, you always believed in me and all that I did no matter how wrong I may have been. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#009900"&gt;Sorry for all the pain and trouble, hope you forgive me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;...... I am shattered but&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;I promise I will take care of Ma, Dada, Boudi and Neale and of course myself. &lt;font color="#333333"&gt;I will streamline my life and live by your last wish. I will miss calling you every now and then each time this and that. I miss you everywhere in this house and that, I see you everywhere and all that you have always done for me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;........&lt;em&gt;Thanks Baba!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;I pray and am sure I will be your daughter yet again in my next birth, you will recognise me,&lt;br /&gt;I know you surely will...... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffff66"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/My%20Wedding%20003.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/320/My%20Wedding%20003.4.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;The tears in my eyes may dry but the pain and the loss is for here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD bless you, &lt;/strong&gt;wherever you are Baba, my sweet smiling and angry father. &lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcccc"&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;I love you...... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/FON&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114767998577283744?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114767998577283744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114767998577283744&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114767998577283744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114767998577283744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-babai-will-always-miss-you.html' title='My Baba.......I will always miss you.'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114365954625901545</id><published>2006-03-30T00:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:27:03.318+05:30</updated><title type='text'>TAG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/Me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/320/Me.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Got tagged bby Ishi!!! So here I am writing it all.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn on page 18 and find line 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh I am glad, its Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist“……… but his father had taught him to be respectful of the elderly.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey why only page 18 and line 4…… Why not page 130 and line 4 there – well that’s one of my favourite lines in The Alchemist – &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“DON’T THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU HAVE LEFT BEHIND”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the alchemist said to the boy as they began to ride across the sands of the desert”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hmmmm I did …… Oh lord! How much weight have I put on……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some Ekta Kapoor sh#@tty stuff which goes in the name of soap. Thanks to Mom and Dad who think that’s the best pass time they have. Was trying to relate to that/ or at least one character but failed miserably :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just passed midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. Now look at the clock, what is the actual time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wow!!! 00:04 – that was close, I am a genius!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The room ceiling fan and the Ekta Kapoor melodrama in the background……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;About 6 p.m. in the evening. Came back early from work, rather an outdoor meeting. I wish I was doing something more interesting. hmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My mobile phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;An overly oversized T with my cartoon night pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hardly slept for two hours last night. Was wondering “why me”………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don’t recall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Soft toy hanging, curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh yes!! Lata Mangeshkar’s comments about leaving Mumbai if they city decides to go in for some development work- ha ha ha ha – well her protests about the flyover are weird indeed, cant be that selfish or just another way to get attention in the times of Indian Idols, Fame Gurukul &amp;amp; Sa Re Ga Ma Pa Challenge ……… phew. Lata Aunty please find a better way, how about some charity in India, in Mumbai and not London!! where you spend your time primarily…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Zara hatke hai jee…… nahi yaar time thoda sa hata ke dena padta hai :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No Entry – another predictable comedy……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;16. If you became a multimillionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Three havelis in Lucknow, some huge property in Churchgate, Lonavala and some more in Germany for sure………a hospital in Mumbai where my family and friends can get treated free of charge and an Airline to fly them in and out of Mumbai for no charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;17. Tell me something about you that i dunno.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;None of you know me…… except 2……so maybe that I am too emotional and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;20. George bush.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Needs to get his facts right…………maybe some lessons in elementary education in India would do him some good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Elaine or Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;22. Imagine yout first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Surely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;24.What do you want GOD to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I knew you could do it no matter how difficult I make it for you. You did me proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25. 4 people who must also do this meme in their journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No idea, have not made too many friends and those I know have already done it on their blogs! Well, will edit this on a later date for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114365954625901545?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114365954625901545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114365954625901545&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114365954625901545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114365954625901545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/tag.html' title='TAG!!'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114294033705480829</id><published>2006-03-21T16:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:56:20.917+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/616/2504/1600/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;storm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brings me closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dont know what happens&lt;br /&gt;but I find myself confiding in you&lt;br /&gt;You may be troubled or you may stressed&lt;br /&gt;but I still come running to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You care or you dont&lt;br /&gt;You listen or you dont&lt;br /&gt;but I still find myself crying in front of you&lt;br /&gt;You have lots to take pay attention to&lt;br /&gt;You have others in the que too&lt;br /&gt;but I still will be there to whine and grin&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell you that I am here and I need you.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114294033705480829?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114294033705480829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114294033705480829&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114294033705480829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114294033705480829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/each-storm-brings-me-closer-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114287663677485303</id><published>2006-03-20T22:45:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:42:44.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A time to enjoy A time to cherish&lt;br /&gt;A time to redeem resolutions to flourish&lt;br /&gt;A time to thank GOD for keeping me here&lt;br /&gt;A time to make mends for all my fear&lt;br /&gt;A time to recall all the years gone by&lt;br /&gt;A time to promise myself for all the years coming by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time to cry A time to punish&lt;br /&gt;A time to safeguard myself from blemish&lt;br /&gt;A time to sleep A time to awaken&lt;br /&gt;A time to move on the time that’s taken&lt;br /&gt;A time to believe GOD’s verdict&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A time which says its time to relieve (life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time for me to love and retain&lt;br /&gt;A time for me to be strong and contain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever may I feel on that day and this&lt;br /&gt;Birthday always is &lt;strong&gt;A Time for me to be me&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114287663677485303?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114287663677485303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114287663677485303&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114287663677485303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114287663677485303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114285393240109166</id><published>2006-03-20T16:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T16:55:32.410+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hey I have a few words about Love too</title><content type='html'>Love - something that makes you wonder when, what, where and why. Its just about something that one wants to keep within one's own self. Keep the person to one's ownself even. Be rude and mean to people around. Hurt even the one we love. When love gives smiles we just spread happiness and when love makes us cry............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is unlike most other feelings which is such a mood swinger!! It changes moods and it changes lives, it makes people and it breaks the same people. It leads to hate and eliminates hate too. Why is love like that is what I often ask myself.....to live and let live is definitely not what Love's parents taught it when they sent it to rule our planet. What freedom it enjoys and we let it just rule supreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cant be practical in love.....and love cant be practical otherwise it wont be love. One has to be blind in love and have faith. Hold on to the faith of GOD's most beautiful message to the mankind - love. Miracles happen to those who believe in them......I am awaiting a miracle soon......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114285393240109166?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114285393240109166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114285393240109166&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114285393240109166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114285393240109166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/hey-i-have-few-words-about-love-too.html' title='Hey I have a few words about Love too'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114260328993532639</id><published>2006-03-17T18:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:01:29.763+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Jam</title><content type='html'>I am not the only one, who gets stuck in the traffic jam&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who complains about the honking horns&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who gets delayed to office and appointments&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who sits their watching the meter tick&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who gets tired and exhausted in the pollution&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who gives irritating replies to callers&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who sweats and stinks in the wait&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who just keeps calling up people to kill time&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who frustrates life out of lifeI am not the only one, who curses the system and government&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who wants our politicians to do something worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who bruises/ injures my knees more than often for the dents on the road&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who wants India to be a better place to be&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who does not want to leave India but live here in a better way&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who wonders what is my co-traffic jammed friend is thinking&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who often discusses the fate of India with the cabbie/ rick fellow&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who masters the art of observing human behaviour&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who wishes I could use my time more constructively&lt;br /&gt;I am not the only one, who hopes no ambulance/ fire brigade is stuck in this jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I may be one of the only ones who wishes to raise my voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do something more as responsible citizens when stuck again in the traffic jam&lt;br /&gt;Lets not yell at our fellow beings&lt;br /&gt;Lets think that I can help clear this jam&lt;br /&gt;Lets think we can make it better&lt;br /&gt;Lets support each other than putting down&lt;br /&gt;Lets clear these traffic jams no sooner they start&lt;br /&gt;Lets not let any ambulance/ fire brigade get stuck in these traffic jams&lt;br /&gt;Lets be human and understanding and not create fuss about who goes first&lt;br /&gt;Lets bring out the best within us&lt;br /&gt;Lets be us for us............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114260328993532639?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114260328993532639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114260328993532639&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114260328993532639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114260328993532639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/traffic-jam.html' title='Traffic Jam'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24176331.post-114249815106316475</id><published>2006-03-16T13:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:05:51.073+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Me and Myself</title><content type='html'>Hey! This is something new for me. I have written on and off but never been a blogger. Just got a little inspired by my best friend who blogs a lot these days....... I saw some positive changes in her and I thought why not......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life...........difficult to say if its happening or not. As they say all will be fine and all happens for the best etc etc., doesnot hold true when one is going through that. Time doesnt heal all the pain esp the pain of love. There is pleasure in that pain also.............anyway I dont give up.....as someone extremely close to my heart rightly says "when we dont stop living then how can we  stop loving ......." but my interpretation is that we often live but there is always that ONE we always continue to love...........we never lose them or we chose not to lose them.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for my first post. I will write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24176331-114249815106316475?l=astral-suchi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/feeds/114249815106316475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24176331&amp;postID=114249815106316475&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114249815106316475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24176331/posts/default/114249815106316475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://astral-suchi.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-me-and-myself.html' title='I Me and Myself'/><author><name>Astral</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13365084177832374773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FdulPTF2VGg/Sinx93fxT7I/AAAAAAAAAs4/-upwoU4Tnyc/S220/IMG009.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
