<?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-34277360</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:21:43.694+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Unlocking The Captive Sense</title><subtitle type='html'>Opening Pandora's box to the musings, thoughts and happening of daily life- from movies to philosphy, music to drama- a not so bird's eye view of life.. of me.. of those around me.. and the cityscape of the madness that is Life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8826902645143908227</id><published>2011-12-22T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:33:00.132+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Creativity at its best :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-47fTxhKS8T4/TvLyOjxawFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/vOtyJYR6fis/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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font-family: 'Times New Roman'; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;    &lt;span   &gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;eople are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Forgive them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span   &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;f you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.  Be kind anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;          &lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;f you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Succeed anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;          &lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;f you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.  Be honest and sincere anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span   &gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;hat you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.  Create anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;          &lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;f you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.  Be happy anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;          &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;he good you do today, will often be forgotten.  Do good anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;        &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   &gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;ive the best you have, and it will never be enough.  Give your best anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span   &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span   &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  &gt;n the final analysis, it is between you and God.  It was never between you and them anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;b&gt;-this version is credited to Mother Teresa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8539514593429154434?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8539514593429154434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8539514593429154434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8539514593429154434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8539514593429154434'/><link 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width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/g2gy1Evb1Kg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3178375516846116358</id><published>2011-07-25T18:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:58:07.706+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I feel like a cobwebbed vase&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whose markings and details have been left to rust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whose frame and structure, so unique it may be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Has been strangled by ropes, and ties that bind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The color to the indifferent abyss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I feel like a mirror on the wall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Reflecting Pandors ailings and blemishes to be seen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stripping all makeup and pretenses aside&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And showing the bareness and emptiness of the soul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I feel like a midsummer rain&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Unexpectedly thundering through the clouds&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where some leap for joy, some run for cover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And washing away my foes deeds as I pass&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;But tomorrow, as I awaken, I’ll feel something new&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Something different, darker, and strangely so&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where my dreams will entail how my days are to be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where my heart needs to tread and what emotions I show&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Be it the moon, or a wasp, or even a forgotten old book&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll still be me.. and maybe then, be noticed some more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3178375516846116358?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3178375516846116358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3178375516846116358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3178375516846116358'/><link 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checked it was!) i shall do both for now...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, as usual a lot of things, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of them has happened over the last month... but one of them which i can actually pen down is work related- leaving my old (and first) job, was by far, one of the toughest things I had to do- it took me ages to build myself up there and having to leave it for the unknown, to start from scratch, was terrifying.. it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; help that after I left all the rules began to change which, if i were there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have happened as easily, but I guess its all in its time, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which leads me to the scratch stuff- joining a business in its nascent stages is scary, and even more so when its connected to you in more ways than one, but I took the jump, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; fallen off the cliff so far! The restaurant business is super cut-throat and I think I grew up faster in my first week there than i have over the last year.. and am still learning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have a lot to pen down, and so much to say about that- but like i said, this is my blog, and there is time... the business is growing and we plan on expanding it into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;unchartered&lt;/span&gt; territories for this city but, lets see how it goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another big monumental event is- its been exactly a year since I was in the states.. I do feel like my heart and mind sometime floats back to those days and what all happened and what all i learnt there... Meeting one of my family friends whom i lived with there last night made it all the more reminiscent.. and I hope to pen down all of those events someday when I have the time.. but for now there are pictures.. and my memory (or whats left of it ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are tons and tons of other super huge events and other stories I'd &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;loveeee&lt;/span&gt; to right about right now, but not so soon- maybe in time once they solidify and stuff :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5745378485844118374?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5745378485844118374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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to quitting my job for to follow my dreams... the list goes on and on.. and it made me realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how far does one have to go to establish their dreams in this world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been telling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; that, since my last birthday, i feel like a modern day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;benjamin&lt;/span&gt; button, soulfully growing younger each year and doing things and taking chances an 18yr old me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldve&lt;/span&gt; gone into epileptic shock over.. and its fun... living life taking risks instead of camping under a bridge watching people walk by with their dreams guiding their route..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; take long for me to start this, and it was unconsciously done for the longest time, but now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; its conscious, i look back at the bucket list i created 5years ago and can actually see half those things being ticked off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the saying go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;youre&lt;/span&gt; not living on the edge your taking up too much space"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully people think that of me when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; old and grey and stuck on a wheelchair ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-582239712792134769?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/582239712792134769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4221578114392191076</id><published>2011-05-23T11:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-23T12:08:50.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Change is going to come...</title><content type='html'>2 amazing trips in the last month... &lt;div&gt;Both different and therapeutic in their own way... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, I feel the tug deep within me to pack my bags and take off again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Away from all the drama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The soap operas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Finger pointing and fights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To a drama free life and to a fresher pasture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I can breathe without having to worry about choking on deceit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on the look for my Xanadu now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it even exist anymore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4221578114392191076?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4221578114392191076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4221578114392191076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4221578114392191076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4221578114392191076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/05/change-is-going-to-come.html' title='A Change is going to come...'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3660240180727917769</id><published>2011-03-04T21:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-04T21:48:51.783+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Murky minds and cobwebbed dreams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Daggers clinging to the ceiling, razor sharp words&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cutting through the mist&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blood, angry red eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Like scorching coal evaporating on the ground&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Slowly I tread, into the dungeons of the soul&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Where all hope is lost and all emotions frozen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Into ice cold stalagmites&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sparkling with ice cold hatred&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; Looking for peace, for hope&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a light of warmth to show itself to this life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Does it even exist?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3660240180727917769?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3660240180727917769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3660240180727917769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3660240180727917769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3660240180727917769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/03/murky-minds-and-cobwebbed-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7315250595048370134</id><published>2011-01-29T00:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-29T00:11:33.272+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Drifted Wood</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Vagabond, I see- in the purest of forms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In your eyes the freedom of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Of detachment, indifference and daily dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Whose world world rests in your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Where nothing is twisted and everythings free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And peace rush through your lungs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;In your hands marks of stories to be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Your feet the blisters of soulful events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Tramp you are called though soully you drift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Through mindless chains to glorious paths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Each day you do live as though its your last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And spews at all who condemn you less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pray tell dear friend, though friend it wont be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;As friends of yours is the ground that you tread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Where all your strength and work comes to play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;How all of society is your hell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;When can we be more like you and be free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Of the night to live and the day to roam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And live life the way its supposed to be?&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/34277360-7315250595048370134?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7315250595048370134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2511072680768933585</id><published>2011-01-14T20:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:29:57.425+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Theres a river that runs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where innocence plays&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where mystical happens beneath the clear stream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In where years melt away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no cares and no fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where dreams here are born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of fairytale and bonds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so naively promised will last till the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where everythings said and nothing stays sour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the river that runs and washes all wounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birthplace of love and peace sings its tune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Near by, I see a tree filled with fruits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where happiness grows, and maturity takes roots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;where life takes its own and forms its own soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;firm and dug deep, in itself it grows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its pain and its worries, on its surface is seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;circles of life, its strife and pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;covered deep within- its existence a bane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fruits of a million, result of hard work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reaching for the sky where dreams, they wont end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing firmly and solemnly, with the stars they will blend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steadily it grows the sky it will reach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The river its chi, the goal it will seek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2511072680768933585?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2511072680768933585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2511072680768933585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2511072680768933585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2511072680768933585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/01/theres-river-that-runs-where-innocence.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4046952929954454615</id><published>2011-01-08T10:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:56:02.764+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My attempted motto for 2011 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,&lt;br /&gt;Love like you'll never be hurt,&lt;br /&gt;Sing like there's nobody listening,&lt;br /&gt;And live like it's heaven on earth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easier said than done but its so catchy and amazing- and unbelievably hard to follow!! I've always been the OCD Monica Gellar type who plans things and is always so in control and conscious... Can i make it through the rest of 2011 using this as my motto and 'fly by the seat of my pants'... as such?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe this will help come reach my mortality goal at the end of the road... who knows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4046952929954454615?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4046952929954454615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4046952929954454615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4046952929954454615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4046952929954454615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-attempted-motto-for-2011.html' title='My attempted motto for 2011 :)'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-714078473954755018</id><published>2011-01-04T00:29:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-04T09:37:34.001+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who will cry when you die?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.  Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember getting this book by Robin Sharma a few years ago and kept it on my bedside table to read on and off every few days which made me ponder and think about the title of the book- who will cry when you die? Who do you have in your life that you know, whom you have impacted enough that they are a (even slightly) different person because of you? And feel the vacuum when your gone?&lt;div&gt;Although it sounds quite conceited- it does bring to mind the way one must prioritize their life and the people around them... what good is it spending time when people who wouldnt matter to you, say, 5 years from now, or even 5 days? This came as a realization to me years ago and i have been concentrating on pinpointing such people- because, are morbid as it sounds, i would like to know that at least most the people i have in my life now are the ones that will be around when im going in 6 feet under&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be the person who can retrospect and believe that she left even a thumb print on the lives on some people while she was on earth, in her own way and has no regrets about the things she has done and the people she has met... for when it comes to the 'pearly gates' as such i'll know that, whilst i may not have been the force that shook the world, i may at least be the gust of wind that, in time immersed itself into a gail that inevitably formed into the force and made the change happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or at least be able to say that she has done enough to make a change and tried to make the world a better place to be in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-714078473954755018?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/714078473954755018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=714078473954755018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/714078473954755018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/714078473954755018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/01/who-will-cry-when-you-die.html' title='Who will cry when you die?'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5512746739039170720</id><published>2011-01-02T19:28:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-02T21:07:36.493+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Year adventures</title><content type='html'>Recently on facebook i put up a status message talking about how the start of the new year is a reflection of how you spend the rest of the year- i love to listen to these old wives tales and laugh them off until i did some retrospection (that by that i mean going through my journals and diaries) and realized that there is some hidden thread that does seem to run through throughout the year- at least for me... and i wonder why?&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which then brings me to what exactly happened this new years- am always asked the question, what did you do at the stroke of new years and the answer is? Nothing- i remember very clearly standing near the pool outside the farmhouse (oh ya i should mentioned we were at a farmhouse party- 2 years running!) when someone just screamed its new years and after alot of hugging went back to the usual insanities that comes along with parties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the time of getting into the farm, till leaving, it was a circus- with punches being made, food being cooked, music being played... you couldve easily confused us for a madhouse at the time but it all cooled down by then- quite literally with people jumping into the pool(around 11pm on the 31st of december? i call them part polar bears here) and getting drunk and, well, doing drunken things- drinking and insanity came to an ear-shattering crescendo when one of the polar bears, aka 'P' came into the house, slipped and fell... which knocked him unconscious and bleeding... Any hearty drifting spirits came crashing back to earth (whereas mine almost took off) whilst people tried to get him to wake up and speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short- he is ok now but the time he was out sobered people down to a large extent and got people to be more careful (although there were other episodes of drinking and drunkeness but thats another story)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this what im in for this year then? I'll need a therapist by the end of this week by the sounds of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings me to another question, an unusual one that i got this time- what did you do during sunrise of the new year/decade whatever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This made me ponder for a while and think back (not because i was drunk but because i was comparing it to the previous years) and i realized that this is a more apt question because most people are usually wishing and hugging people at the time but once things cool down and the hypes over- what are you doing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My answer to this question, is not something i expected myself but have no regrets all the same- like i said before- it was a farmhouse party where i was surrounded by some of my favoritest people around.. and while the chiming of the bell found me at the pool with all of them celebrating the new years and having fun... the emerging sun found me on the terrace with one of them whom i now christen 'che', doing not so 'friendly' stuff, yet still having our own fun :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long story short- it was an amazing day- memorable in so many ways and wishing itll never end- lots of new friends, new stories and another year to face endless possibilities..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To one and all- happy new year and have fun! You deserve it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a big shout out to those who came for new years and those who made it special (who know who you are :) ) cheers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5512746739039170720?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5512746739039170720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5512746739039170720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5512746739039170720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5512746739039170720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-adventures.html' title='New Year adventures'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8257036125237051229</id><published>2011-01-01T20:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:33:05.581+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2011- Resolutions</title><content type='html'>They say that your year is a reflection of how you start the year- which, although i consider to be rubbish have realized that there is some truth to it- as least in a sense of emotional presence and activities&lt;div&gt;This new years was no better with so much madness and adventures- alot of new doors opened and i closed a few and i decided, at the strike of midnight- my new years resolution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NO MORE RESOLUTIONS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive started each year with plans like going to the gym, going travelling or other such things which lasts 1-2 weeks, max. I went as far as to sign up for a gym but backed out right before the payments started (thank god!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although i respect the idea of resolutions i do not see it going far and, instead of making one feel better they feel miserable at another failed attempt at a resolution, so i hereby pledge to no more resolve things at the stroke of midnight (given the state of mind at the time!) and make reasonable demands throughout the year instead :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8257036125237051229?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8257036125237051229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8257036125237051229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8257036125237051229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8257036125237051229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-resolutions.html' title='2011- Resolutions'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5209687163644256349</id><published>2010-12-26T19:40:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-26T19:58:27.521+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Winter Magic</title><content type='html'>Out of all the 12 months in the year- December has got to be one of my favorites (along with half the population i know)- the weather, the madness, the festivities are a dream come true for so many people- but for me i think it has to do with the humanity and the spirit of love and giving that comes as a result.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont get me wrong- Christmas is one of my favoritest times of the year (my birthday and the other 12 days that spell payday a respective close second and third ;) ) that, admittedly has alot to do the madness of christmas that i was brought up with- one or two Christmases in canada, with the merriment that happens with big bubbling (and "spirited") family gatherings and the cold season which makes me want to cuddle up under millions of blankets and watch the lights dance across my tree (to which my darling brother calls me dark and twisted because i thrive in this weather but become practically a vampire during summer and) But i digress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But touches me the most about this holiday season is not the gifts, the food, the parties, the festivities but the smiles that spread like a rash across peoples faces from the weekend of thanksgiving to new years (giving some of those smiles but me alcohol induced but it counts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is such alot of giving and humanity that automatically comes from the season, which is amazing- throughout the year people tend to look at themselves and for themselves but come christmastime- people are out giving alms to the poor, buying gifts in bulk, cooking up a storm for their friends- and being so selfless... How does this season bring so much joy and happiness that encompasses class, religion, color and ethnicity? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i had an answer to this, but for me, this is one of the biggest mysteries ever- that even the coldest of hearts and the most detached people are touched by this time and will go out to help their fellow man- but im not complaining... i just wish there was a way of bringing this feeling of love to the other 11months in the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then, happy holidays and have a brilliant time... hope it is as memorable for you as it has been for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5209687163644256349?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5209687163644256349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5209687163644256349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5209687163644256349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5209687163644256349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-magic.html' title='Winter Magic'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2613978663416088916</id><published>2010-12-03T00:22:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:24:33.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dark is the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That hints at all secrets and twists all purity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That shares with the word its raw, bare soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where true feelings are revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and for those hours- all repressed emotions are exposed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Where dreams come to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and Love has no end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which the young seek out for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the old for rejuventation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How in those few hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A new life emerges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The masks come off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the soul flies free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Under the guise of the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How, under the twilight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the soul enjoys its freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its break from the rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If until sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The night- becomes illuminated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;and full of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How then, is it dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2613978663416088916?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2613978663416088916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2613978663416088916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2613978663416088916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2613978663416088916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/12/dark-is-night-that-hints-at-all-secrets.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6345250353459954594</id><published>2010-12-03T00:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:13:00.810+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:3.75pt;line-height:13.5pt;mso-outline-level: 4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt;font-family: &amp;quot;Segoe UI&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;color:black"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I found this in my notbook from high school- we were asked to write about freedom fighters in the 20th century- and then write about how they would feel about the new millennium and the chanegs seen since their time.. I chose Martin Luther King Jr. and wrote this three years ago for my Society Challenge and Change class..please excuse the lack of depth in its discourse)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;After many years, I would like to say that the African Americans have finally been set free, that we are now as equal as our white brothers. Surely the physical racism has disappeared to some extent, but has it been eradicated??? Can we are members of this country walk on the streets knowing that we are equal to our white bothers? Or has the racism taken a new ... “invisible” form??&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I am still puzzled by how technology has brought the entire world forward, but still holds the same racial problems as before- is this progress? With globalization (that is interaction amongst people of different races), shouldn’t the rift be filled by now? Shouldn’t the whites learn to appreciate the blacks after we have solified our place in society with our strengths... with our intellect, our athletic capabilities? If so, why is it that after 50years, the American Americans are “still not free?” why is it that we are still looked down upon, and treated like outsiders.. like dogs?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have pondered long and hard on these questions and have tried to find some reasons which answers such quations. These days, the world looks towards a nation with high economic capabilities- like America. And so America is known as a superpower. But is that the case? Preference is give to the nation which seems promising and powerful, a nation where the people have fair skin. Africans are not fair, just as we, African Americans are not fair. And because of their skin, people look on their nation as being unfruitful and unreliable. Why do you think the economy of Africa is so poor? Surely not because of their inability- Africans have contributed to all areas of society.. literature, education, religion..in every sense of culture! It is because of their color that the bias begins! People think that we do not have what it takes to be successful!!! But it is because of the limited help we get from other nations, that we suffer so much! Look at Kenya, more that half of the population has HIV- do you seen anyone from other nations teaching them how to prevent the disease, teaching them about sex ed? No… they just leave our brothers there to care for themselves and to die!! Our world is not a world of consideration and love like our God has told us about, it is a world of selfishness and anger and this affects MANY third world countries- like Africa- unlike the upper class first world countries.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The problem with African Americans is not separated solely by nations, by also by states. In our country- southern states like Oklahoma and Texas are called the poorer states.. Why? Because of majority of the population are blacks. Is that a coincidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;i&gt;(eg- Hurricane Katrina- most of the victims were African Americans and they outrightedly proclaimed that they werent given as much attention from Washinton because of their race) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;is it that states like Washington and Tennessee- who have a concentrated white population are considered richer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Is that Justice? Things have not changed that much for us in America, especially if you look at a place like Harlem, New York, a “colored” part of New York.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But, I tell you, my brothers and sisters, never give up, progress into the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;century might not have seemed too promising for us now, but I grant you that it will change soon, and so I ask you to join together as a family to help gain our rightful place in society. But again, I warn you, do not let this desire force you into becoming bitter and angry, but let us obtain this desire with dignity, discipline and most of all.. PEACE. We shall overcome this hatred of the skin and rise to better lives. We shall not be discouraged, we shall fight the good fight until justice and righteousness is ours.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I thank God for giving me this opportunity to speak to you, and as we start our quest for equality, I tell you now- trust in the Lord your God, for HE will never fail you. Pray to Him and let Him lead you towards the right path.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I know now that despair has settled in some of your hearts, that after nearly 50years, you do not think we will be able to progress any further. But, like I have said- our enemy is no longer people, but is that what makes people look down on us. Progress has brought the entire world forward, and this is the time to stand, at the beginning of the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;century to bring the American Americans into the 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;century.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We have rights… my friends.. We have rights.. And as lawful citizens of America and (global) citizens of the world, I urge each one of you to stand firm in your beliefs and cry out for equality- for the time has come for us to stop dreaming and start practicing. We have stood in the shadows long enough- We DESERVE the same freedom as others do. For we are no different- we eat, sleep, drink, world, learn, read… and fall in love- just like anyone else&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;And I tell you after we obtain what we deserve, life will be ours to live; when both black and whites will join hands as brothers and sisters and say those words…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.2pt;line-height:12.75pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Segoe UI', sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;“FREE AT LAST!!! FREE AT LAST!!!! THANK GOD ALMIGHTY WE ARE FREE AT LAST!!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6345250353459954594?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6345250353459954594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=6345250353459954594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6345250353459954594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6345250353459954594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-dream_03.html' title='I Have a Dream'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-456644553501393648</id><published>2010-10-27T16:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:27:18.970+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have always had a love for literature for as long as i can remember- have been reading and writing since i was in elementary school and never stopped- and of all the types of literature out there- poetry has always been one of my favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;In high school i was introduced to the likes of Harlem and Spanish poetry a la Langston Hughes and Pablo Neruda and never looked back- despite the love for sonnets and older poets, the culturally soaked poems, or literature in general, have become my favorites- reading about hardships of the poet and their society or reading the writeup in other languages and assessing the linguistics and flow of translations- and for the longest time Neruda and Hughes have been my benchmarks when comparing other forms of literature-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The list has since grown to other African-American writers such as Alice Walker (Color Purple), Toni Morrison (Bluest Eye) and Spanish writers like Marquez which has THEN evolved into my love for music from these cultures (Louis Armstrong/Carlos Santana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Attached is one of my favorite works of Hughes.. Perhaps movies will happen next... lets see :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What happens to a dream deferred?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Does it dry up&lt;br /&gt;like a raisin in the sun?&lt;br /&gt;Or fester like a sore--&lt;br /&gt;And then run?&lt;br /&gt;Does it stink like rotten meat?&lt;br /&gt;Or crust and sugar over--&lt;br /&gt;like a syrupy sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maybe it just sags&lt;br /&gt;like a heavy load.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or does it explode?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&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/34277360-456644553501393648?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/456644553501393648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=456644553501393648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/456644553501393648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/456644553501393648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-have-always-had-love-for-literature.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4615859970009055884</id><published>2010-10-27T01:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:30:58.985+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRKl7ookXoATbrJovTbWmuQWGD19VYnm7ufXT5LNIOb5g7sJfw&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__OKm1xKusw7mkrLJnUG0g2tPEIXI=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One of my all time favorite books right now is Eat Pray Love- based on the real life story of Elizabeth Gilbert who goes through a messy divorce and is trying her best to find herself and find what she wants and who she really is- it appeals to anyone who loves to read and can place themselves into other peoples shoes effortlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The most appealing aspects of this novel is its layers-anyone who is going through some difficulty or conflict in some way finds solace and relief in the book- not in an obvious way like self-help books do as this is more like reading someones journal but still does the job rather effectively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One of my favorite parts is her travelling and the rate at which she travels, I have a pact with 3 of my best friends to go to Italy when we’re older and she gets to go there (which im totally jealous about!)- plus she visits India (which of course I can relate to) and the journeys and emotions she feels and the lessons are so reflective on the reader- you can’t help but become a different person once you’ve read the last page and have put the book down… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And if you choose to read it again… you wont be sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One of my favorite quotes from the book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.5pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual maste&lt;/i&gt;r...&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4615859970009055884?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4615859970009055884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4615859970009055884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4615859970009055884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4615859970009055884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/10/one-of-my-all-time-favorite-books-right.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8176859769878195486</id><published>2010-10-27T00:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:30:44.451+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cleaning out my closet a few weeks ago I came across my collection diaries- back when I had the habit of writing in a diary every day for more than 6 years- memories I promised myself id never forget came rushing back, promises that were long broken were remembered.. Friends and frenemies that I grew up with were revisited- all within those few hours of reading…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve always had a habit recording events and stories in some way or the other- which is proven through drawers filled with pictures, cupboards filled with diaries and old school notes (I have almost every notebook from the 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade with me) and email accounts filled with old memories to which I have always been teased about but admired for now… Although a lot of it is too personal to mention there are some stories and poems that I have found that I had to post- like this &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol; mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Disclaimer this was written over 10 years ago so please excuse the mood and the structure &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;didn’t want to change anything)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like the darkness that engulfs the soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It approaches- aimlessly but determined&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waited for a new spirit to feed upon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the blissful happiness of youth to devour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a hungry vulture watching its prey in the blistering desert&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Slithering slowly upon life-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Waiting for the moment to attack and to capture&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Incinerate all that is hopeful and plaguing the core&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hoping the change is contagious and affects ones surroundings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Removing innocence and naivity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Reality and life injected into the veins&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like a hypnotic drug&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It attacks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8176859769878195486?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8176859769878195486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8176859769878195486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8176859769878195486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8176859769878195486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/10/cleaning-out-my-closet-few-weeks-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-1197388761413301004</id><published>2010-10-26T23:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-26T23:54:06.712+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSW0reGcHndXVjwrSUo7EL83BZn7yMIunTaHOww7sA9elpU0Os&amp;amp;t=1&amp;amp;usg=__O3GYFRMntx2aC3f7I833bnQETuk=" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where has all the good music gone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening the Van Halen and the Beatles today made me reminiscent about the ons that carried a tune and meaning without exploiting sexuality and boasting of obscenities to become passable to the youth market- music these days, although viable and strong cannot be compared to the older songs which are still dominant and unique in its own sense- they cannot be played in discos and parties but at the end of the day a song that brings emotions to you is what triggers euphoria and synonymous emotions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me my Queen and Bob Marley anyday!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-1197388761413301004?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/1197388761413301004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=1197388761413301004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1197388761413301004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1197388761413301004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-has-all-good-music-gone-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4718689068823095988</id><published>2010-09-11T00:14:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:28:38.490+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Writers Block!</title><content type='html'>Having so much on my mind but unable to eloquently pen it down into sentences that can be comprehensible to someone reading it is probably the epitome of writers bloc- but its annoying nevertheless... So what does a blogger do when shes stuck for words yet wants to post a note on her blog?&lt;div&gt;Write about Writers Bloc of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone experiences it in various forms, writers and nonwriters apart- where they get what is called "verbal constipation" where they are rendered speechless for words though they have a hurricane brewing in their mind... Unlike Elliot and Yeats though it is hard to really pen those thoughts into actually words- the english vocabulary, after all, is quite limited when it comes to thought processes being personified into constructive sentences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the funniest thing, ironically- that writers bloc deems a person hapless yet it creates so much frustration and emotion due to its inability to solidify onto paper that it, in fact, creates so much angst that it forms the basics of what writing is- triggering emotion and feeling both to the reader and writer in turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i could be as articulate as they were in days of yore and pen down paragraphs of anger and frustration about writers bloc but as mentioned, the english vocabulary is only that limited (and i am not as fluent in any other language to pen down my emotions to that level of consciousness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then- i shall let my music do the talking a la Def Leppard tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4718689068823095988?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4718689068823095988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4718689068823095988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4718689068823095988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4718689068823095988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/09/writers-block.html' title='Writers Block!'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-230391393090031118</id><published>2010-08-19T22:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:26:15.119+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Walk down Memory Lane....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1iIXtGciI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9h9caARFwik/s1600/P1010731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1iIXtGciI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9h9caARFwik/s320/P1010731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507165815285641762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1heCeGp1I/AAAAAAAAAbU/qyOUa0VS1kU/s1600/P1010730.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1hdiM0RdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FjuR_5CUIFI/s1600/P1010683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1hdiM0RdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FjuR_5CUIFI/s320/P1010683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507165079368648146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1hdc5Fu_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/zVqd6M24bKA/s1600/P1010673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1hdc5Fu_I/AAAAAAAAAbE/zVqd6M24bKA/s320/P1010673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507165077943729138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After years and years of planning and preparing.. i did it.. i worked up the nerve to get onto a plane, bear 21 hours of flight and land up... back in america... back to the places i lived when i was a baby, that i haven't seen in almost 20 years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasnt as peachy as you'd expect- thunderstorms, fights, sicknesses, lots of travelling and (almost) missing flights were part of the package... but it was overshadowed by refinding myself, revisiting old ghosts, making new memories and new potentials and saying good bye to old bonds and ties&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alot more entires to follow but needless to say- those were the 2 more memorable, and intense, weeks of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I would trade it for the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-230391393090031118?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/230391393090031118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=230391393090031118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/230391393090031118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/230391393090031118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/08/walk-down-memory-lane.html' title='Walk down Memory Lane....'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TG1iIXtGciI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9h9caARFwik/s72-c/P1010731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2225684131278146371</id><published>2010-06-21T00:13:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:15:38.615+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stopsayinghellagood.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/music-brain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I must confess that music is in my veins and in my DNA- been listening to the likes of Denver, Rabbitt, Whittaker, Everly Brothers, Beatles, Crosby Stills Nash and young, Murray (the country theme comes from Tulsa I guess)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;and when I was ready I started buying my first few albums and never looked back&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These days I have 1700+ songs on my ipod to pull me back from the brink of beating up an annoying auto driver, keeping my cool at work, keeping me awake, putting an extra jump in my step when im out on the town.. the list goes on and on… and its safe to say there are a lot of people who should be thanking their souls on my ipod or there lives would have been considerably shortened..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently reading a book on the psychology of music, the intensity of music on the subconscious is amazing.. the neurotransmitter intake and its affect on music and the various types of music is amazing and frightening at the same time- being able to influence so many people, from a lonesome listener on a workout to an entire stadium has a lot of power- (something on the lines on X-men) is astounding and baffling,… the last time I went for a concert I noticed how everyone incorporates the same mood at one point of time given the music, which ranges from place to place- it may be more mellow at a bar, more boisterous at a concert, electrifying at Hard Rock Café and more adrenalin zed at a gym- its like mob-hypnosis… not that it’s a bad thing but would that lead to a pied-piper type of phenomenon if someone decides to abuse this power? Not that mankind is susceptible to such kind of gullibility of a group level but still music is a force to be reckon with…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who knows how far music will take us in the future? Music Therapy is become a rage these days- waiting for it to turn into a cultural phenomena and see how things progress there- provided its used for good that is &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2225684131278146371?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2225684131278146371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2225684131278146371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2225684131278146371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2225684131278146371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-must-confess-that-music-is-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-567978972198103547</id><published>2010-06-20T23:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T23:25:25.700+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE A RAINY NIGHT-EDDIE RABBITT (COVER) JERRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/AgN4qNvJGns/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AgN4qNvJGns&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AgN4qNvJGns&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am, by nature a night person.. always have been.. and I love rainy nights and winter nights- where I get to cozy up in a blanket with hot chocolate and watch a good movie or listen to movie or just read and write.. it feels like a great big hug when that happens.. who doesn’t like that right? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These type of nights get me into a very pensive mood, where I think about what im doing with my life and thinking about life in general- one of my favorite things to do is go through my 100 things to do before I die (bucket list in short) and see what I can do or cant do- or just pick up one of my old journals and diaries and pick through entries dated 10 years ago to maybe a week back and chuckle and my feelings then and how I feel about the circumstance now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s nothing more calming to me than having music and drinks around, but set it up with a nice cozy night with good company (people or books/tv etc) and my day is made… even better when it’s a Sunday night and you know you have an energy draining week ahead of you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These days are most likely days which poets dream of and symbolize when they think of euphoria and pleasure.. albeit in their own minds but this is the heaven to me… goota love a rainy night- in more ways than one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-567978972198103547?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/567978972198103547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=567978972198103547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/567978972198103547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/567978972198103547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-rainy-night-eddie-rabbitt-cover.html' title='I LOVE A RAINY NIGHT-EDDIE RABBITT (COVER) JERRY'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4587570423517790337</id><published>2010-06-20T21:19:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:23:59.207+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TB45CcXtWvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/77AtW6SfRK0/s1600/fifa-2010.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TB45CcXtWvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/77AtW6SfRK0/s320/fifa-2010.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484884110321998578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank God for FIFA and for football, sometimes you just cant help loving a sport and footballs' been a big time favorite of mine- and i love how big its becoming in india as well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4587570423517790337?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4587570423517790337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4587570423517790337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4587570423517790337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4587570423517790337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-god-for-fifa-and-for-football.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/TB45CcXtWvI/AAAAAAAAAa8/77AtW6SfRK0/s72-c/fifa-2010.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4057983386188029518</id><published>2009-06-26T11:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-26T11:23:23.313+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to 'One of the Last Legends'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You always seem to remember where you were or what you were doing when big news hits you...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More specifically when people die&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I remember where I was when I heard of Princess Diana's death, Mother Theresa's death and more close to home, my Grandparents' deaths&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I was just waking up when I heard of Michael Jackson's passing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being a fan of his and remembering his music as early as when I was 6 or 7, I grew up listening to him and becoming interested in pop music because of him- like a benchmark to other singers, which will still remain long after this sad day has passed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RIP Michael Jackson, you will be terribly missed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4057983386188029518?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4057983386188029518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4057983386188029518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4057983386188029518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4057983386188029518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-always-seem-to-remember-where-you.html' title='Tribute to &apos;One of the Last Legends&apos;'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3957132074828712073</id><published>2009-06-23T11:15:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:39:12.248+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Imagine..</title><content type='html'>Imagine life without dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the gentleness of the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without a friendly touch&lt;br /&gt;                the feeling of belonging to something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without the colors of nature&lt;br /&gt;                 without the beauty of a glowing sunset, a soothing waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without love&lt;br /&gt;                 without the joy of ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without memories&lt;br /&gt;                    making you who you are, and who you will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without music&lt;br /&gt;                         without the sounds of life and passion, accompanying you throughout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without all of these treasures&lt;br /&gt;                       and how dangerously close it is to becoming a reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What then, is Life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3957132074828712073?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3957132074828712073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3957132074828712073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3957132074828712073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3957132074828712073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2009/06/imagine.html' title='Imagine..'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2663128812040204968</id><published>2009-06-23T11:05:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:11:00.354+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is there such a thing as an equal give and take with anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Reading through some blogs and speaking to friends has made me think of how people always says it takes two people to handle a relationship, whatever kind it may be- although it is true and the term 'meet halfway' was coined for such bonds, I am not sure if i believe in that so much now- because there is always one person who goes more than halfway to keep things happening, maybe not intitially but it does happen, and then it becomes a habit and they reach their saturation point.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it is wrong, its a healthy thing that happens with everyone, I agree, but the problem comes during the saturation point which might lead to problems...&lt;br /&gt;If only people would communicate more.. I guess thats the core of the whole matter, but its easier said than done isnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2663128812040204968?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2663128812040204968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2663128812040204968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2663128812040204968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2663128812040204968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-there-such-thing-as-equal-give-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8916262141977138185</id><published>2009-06-13T18:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:11:25.331+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its amazing how people make such deep impressions in your life when you least expect it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the memories that come from the same cannot be put into words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The loving hug and feel of a mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The consoling hand of a father&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pride of joy seen in your parents eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The look of admiration and unconditional love from someone you care about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; safety from a loved one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The knowledge that you are not alone on a journey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it takes a lot of people to make up the world... but you always find the treasure on every leg of your journey that reminds you what happiness is made up of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its these people that make life joyous and memorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And remind you that there is still a chance for humanity out there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8916262141977138185?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8916262141977138185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8916262141977138185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8916262141977138185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8916262141977138185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2009/06/shout-out-to-all-people-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7920947137052098520</id><published>2009-04-06T18:31:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:37:30.924+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the greatest gifts I think i got when I was a child is the desire to read- from as far back as I could remember my mum would read me a novel until I was old enough to read and then would take me to the library and we would walk back home with a trolley filled with books (both for her and for me) and i would sit with my ice creams and juices with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; noise in the background and read continuously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time the habit stopped, when i would read for the sake of it since it would be prescribed but i was blessed with teachers who chose some fantastic books and not only challenged us to read but to critically analyze the books as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest things I took from MBA is my habit for reading, not because of the syllabus but because I would read novels during class and swap ideas with other people about novels as well- not the best way to brush up on a habit but its helped, i read over 14-15 books in 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; year of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt; itself and have just found myself coming back from a bookstore raid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all else fails, I can open a bookstore and sells my books for a living :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-7920947137052098520?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7920947137052098520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=7920947137052098520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7920947137052098520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7920947137052098520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-of-greatest-gifts-i-think-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2323381863283421642</id><published>2009-04-06T18:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-06T18:30:58.750+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's usually so much easier to expect the worse in people... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people would call me a pessimist because i tend to look at the negatives and expect the worst but for me, its more like a preparation, if you hope for the best and think everything is going to be all hunky-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dorey&lt;/span&gt; and its not to your expectation, how long will you take to recover from it? For me I feel expecting the worse even though your hoping otherwise will ease the results in whichever way...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not for negative thinking but sometimes its best to do so- especially when the world becomes so cut throat and you realize your not in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kansas&lt;/span&gt; anymore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2323381863283421642?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2323381863283421642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2323381863283421642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2323381863283421642'/><link rel='self' 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for&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think: that actions do speak louder than words, but words are still very important&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know: that I have a lot of learn and will never get tired of lessons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want: to know what the future has in store, for once&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish: to travel the world, to be able to speak my mind more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hate: quick judgements and lack of compassion&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss: the days where worries were concentrated on toys and friends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fear: death, of losing the people that I love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I regret: jumping into something I never had my heart in &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love: music, my family, my friends, my freedom, animals, traveling, flowers, the rain, my time pass activities and the dreams&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I care: for those I love and trust&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not: the best at taking things with a pinch of salt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe: in karma, in happiness and the sense of making one’s own destiny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dance: to good music, and when no one’s around to videotape me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I sing: whenever a can&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel: a composition of emotions that i thought had been long gone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hear: my pets making a racket downstairs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I smell: the strong aroma of tea… making me majorly thirsty right now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I crave: to be on an open road, with loud music, with the scenery rendering me speechless&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I search: for answers for the growing number of questions plaguing me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder: where I will be in 10 years, who I will still be in touch with, and how all this has made made the person I will be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don’t always: feel the need to talk when im with people I care about&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I fight: when I feel cheated or backed into a corner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I write: to express my feelings and say things that are hard to vocalize&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never: want to live with regrets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always: try to do the best that I can in anything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I listen: more often than speak, I learn so much more that way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can usually be found: in no particular place, depends on my mood&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am scared: of losing the things that matter most of me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I imagine: what I would be like if anything in my childhood had been different, and how it would have affected the person I am today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Thanks Mai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5179981751863549169?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5179981751863549169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5179981751863549169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5179981751863549169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5179981751863549169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/12/email-that-i-got-years-ago-answered-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5216546320781564659</id><published>2008-12-09T09:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:06:06.330+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So everyone's talking about the previous attacks that happened in mumbai and how they have affected our safety and happiness- it has made everyone concerned as to why people would do something like that- but apart from the obvious problems, the aftermath is creating chaos across the country which is psychological torture for many- and those are the all out attacks on peopl's willingness to remain safe in their own cities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my city, we had a blast of 7 bomb, which killed one person, a few month ago- and although it was dealt with, i have seen many people, both in my college and beyond stll concerned about traveling, and what is where the senseless form of torture begins&lt;br /&gt;It starts with a simple message, telling people to stay on guard or to avoid going out to particular areas, namely malls in my city to avoid being vulnerable to attacks- this immediately worries one person and skyrockets to the extent that everyone is talking about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the evident link to buzz marketing its more of a cheap trick that someone uses to worry people... and why? Isn't it enough that the physical torture and reports are enough? Do we need to be faced with the stress and the emotional strain of feeling threatened wherever we go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be all in good spirit just to wanr people but if it should come, it should come from the police or related officials instead of from an 'anonymous' source- some people may have the sense to disregard it but what about others? Isn't it bad enough that we are already recovering from the impact of the obvious? Why do people get some thrills out of putting others through such anguish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5216546320781564659?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5216546320781564659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5216546320781564659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5216546320781564659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5216546320781564659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-everyones-talking-about-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-9114685354746470333</id><published>2008-12-06T17:42:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:57:57.909+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Iron curtain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;It's been sometime that i've blogged but i'm back... juding by the months of gap and what has happened in the world since then... there would be alot to talk about but it isn't necessary, is it? Most bloggers would be writing up a storm on whats happening and how change is imminent but i didnt feel like writing about that, because everyone knows that its there- you dont have to be a rocket scientist to make that conclusion&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What has struck me though, is the iron curtain phenomena that has happened- it feels sometimes like we have been transported by to the mid 20th century with the Great Depression, Cold War and the distinctive separation of countries and people by ideas and thoughts... it is baffling and doesnt make much sense i guess but its happening...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And whats even stranger is the fact that, more than 30 years later, our generation still hasnt learned... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its freaky and worrysome like many say but there is alot of good that has happened, the obvious such as those of Barack Obama, the rise of individual empowerment and a centralized body that exists if even just as a name, is present nonetheless (UN) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People, as individuals have also changed, there are so many more open minded thinkers now and a bigger embracement of compassion for one's fellow being, so much so that organizations are highlighting this and undergoing an international unity campaign to assist this feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may ask why i've spoken of this or what purpose this has, but the main reason is to look at the smaller parts of the whole... people fail to see this and thats whats cauing the chaos, but sometimes looking at the work in process may make more sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bring on the 2nd 20th century... im sure we'd be able to do a better job... eventually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-9114685354746470333?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/9114685354746470333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=9114685354746470333' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/9114685354746470333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/9114685354746470333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/12/iron-curtain.html' title='Iron curtain'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-1477004688169724111</id><published>2008-05-12T13:24:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:34:15.451+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I can only Imagine</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by Ketaki and here's how it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Put your iPod (or other source of music) on shuffle mode.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write the name of the song no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;No cheating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “If someone says ‘Is this okay?’, you say?”&lt;br /&gt;Do to you- Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “What would best describe your personality?”&lt;br /&gt;Breathless- The Corrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “What do you like in a guy/girl?”Fever- Peggy Lee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “How do you feel today?”&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy- GooGoo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “What is your life’s purpose?”&lt;br /&gt;Promises- Def Leppard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “What is your motto?”&lt;br /&gt;Kryptonite- Three doors down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “What do your friends think of you?”&lt;br /&gt;Stars- Simply Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “What do you think of your parents?”&lt;br /&gt;When the stars go blue- Corrs and Bono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “What do you think about very often?”&lt;br /&gt;Boulevard of Broken Dreams- Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “What is 2+2?”&lt;br /&gt;Breaking the Habit- Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. “What do you think of your best friend?”&lt;br /&gt;Genie in a bottle- Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. “What do you think of the person you like?”&lt;br /&gt;Jailhouse Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. “What is your life story?”&lt;br /&gt;World Hold on- Bob Sinclair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. “What do you want to be when you grow up?”&lt;br /&gt;Keep the Faith- Bon Jovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. “What do you think when you see the person you like?”&lt;br /&gt;At the Beginning- Richard Marx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. “What do your parents think of you?”&lt;br /&gt;Everything louder than everything else- Meatloaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. “What will you dance to at your wedding?”&lt;br /&gt;What goes around, comes around - Justin Timberlake [hahhaha!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. “What will they play at your funeral?”&lt;br /&gt;With or without you- U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. “What is your hobby/interest?”&lt;br /&gt;Do that thing You do- The Wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. “What is your biggest secret?”&lt;br /&gt;In the Shadows- The Rasmus21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you think of your friends?”&lt;br /&gt;Amen- Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. “What should you post this as?”&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine- Mercy Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noella- Tag your it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-1477004688169724111?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/1477004688169724111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=1477004688169724111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1477004688169724111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1477004688169724111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-can-only-imagine.html' title='I can only Imagine'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8870029354290011667</id><published>2008-05-12T13:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:24:07.269+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.. so one of the more noticable accomplishments in 2006 was managing to get through my cousin's wedding in one piece :) and being dubbed the wedding planner as usual many of my friends were teasing me about the fact that everyones glad the groom is my cousin (ref the Wedding Planner) go figure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways- it got me thinking of relationships and the cupid arrow- since i introduced my cousin and his wife ive been sitting back and looking at how people i know exactly who have been stalked by the little creature with an arrow- and those who are yet to experience it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this entry is more to do with the latter group of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am easily one of the youngest out of my groups of friends but you wouldnt think so looking at me cause i may also be one of the tallest as well- anyways at this age the whole story of romances, relationships, set ups, love comes creeping in with friends getting married, having babies (hopefully in that order) and living happily ever after- the fact that i am not walking down the aisle hasnt really been of concern but it doesnt stop people from talking... the odd thing about this is the fact that is doesnt come from family but from complete strangers...&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best examples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this year when i was having my exams i found a nice quiet place in the food hall to sit and revise for the afternoon torture- i was very proud of this place because it is separated from the rest of the exam talk and is practically empty- this day however the screening for my juniors (spelt victimes) happened and while i was studying i was approached by 3 uncles who came and started aksing me all about college, my input and ideas on what it should be like- and knowing how worried i was when i joined (i was actually going to a whole new building from the one where i did my ba sca-ry!) i answered them and gave them as much inputs as i wanted and satisfied they all left except for one of them who left and after a few seconds came back and started talking to me... this is how it went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U: You are how old now?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ill be 23 in a few months&lt;br /&gt;U: Ah i see- your family and all is good? You stay with parents&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;br /&gt;U: So no marriage happening&lt;br /&gt;Me: (getting wind of where this was heading) no not yet&lt;br /&gt;U: ahh you should meet my son- very nice he is being- almost 30 years old- good good company and very nice looking- you will look very nice with him- shall i be giving you his number?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (coughing) Thank you sir but it wont be necessary- anyone now would have to wait until i finish my mba (praying desperately that he falls for it)&lt;br /&gt;U: (pouting) not even thinking of it? You can be married soon&lt;br /&gt;Me: no sir am very sorry though thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Uncle walks away sad and comes back an hour later when im with one of my friends getting ready to leave for the hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U: I do not want to distrub you but i wanted you to meet my son (pushes the pour soul down to sit next to me  and walks away fast)&lt;br /&gt;(Boy looks at me looking very embarrassed) : Sorry my father was hellbent i come and meet you and see you before my mba starts nice to meet you (runs away fast)&lt;br /&gt;Friend: (looking dumfounded) what just happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell her the story- and apparently he made it into mba-&lt;br /&gt;This should be interesting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8870029354290011667?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8870029354290011667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8870029354290011667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8870029354290011667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8870029354290011667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8295648437448220956</id><published>2008-04-29T14:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:18:54.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love the new face of independence that I have been seeing in people of late-&lt;br /&gt; one of the biggest problems when it comes to doing something special or fun is the problem of finding other people who share the same love or interest as you do- it led me to miss out on a lot of things I would have previously have loved to have done- but lately the sense of alone time has taught me so much- The feeling of treating yourself to a movie, a coffee or a meal by yourself without having to think of other peoples interests or traveling by yourself is exhilarating- I have started doing this more often than I used to (which was never) and its very enlightening in fact- the fact of being able to enjoy your own company and reading a novel by yourself or enjoy a movie by yourself- its so beautiful that there is nothing like it-&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this becoming a trend when I went to run some errands and saw about 4 or 5  people sitting by themselves and kidning their own business, eating, drinking, reading, writing, working on something and i realized that that is the perfect way of pampering yourself without having to feel obligated in some way or the other...&lt;br /&gt;Im definitely going to try it out more often.. its very addictive and also lets your creative juices flow double time (im saying this cause i am blogging now.. you guessed it.. in a coffee shop by myself! :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8295648437448220956?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8295648437448220956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8295648437448220956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8295648437448220956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8295648437448220956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-new-face-of-independence-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5616033572841294908</id><published>2008-04-26T17:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-26T17:16:50.149+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orkut and Face book are the craziest things that have happened over the past few years&lt;br /&gt;What started off as being all about Orkut in India has now reached face book to the extent of some of the affairs reaching television such as the burning of the Indian flag on a Pakistani community or the murder that happened through Orkut it’s all very interesting…&lt;br /&gt;When Orkut started it was a huge thing to get onto Orkut and meet friends and add them and just kill time doing absolutely nothing but being in touch and checking your profile for a testimonial, fan or a new scrap which was the biggest fad in India  until the ‘friendships’ started&lt;br /&gt;Before Orkut something called hi5 was there where there’s hardly any restrictions making privacy a basic waste resulting in continuous invites and images that reveal pretty much all and what not so when I joined Orkut I was initially relieved but it didn’t last long with these guys from who knows where asking if they can ‘make friendship or loveship’ with you.. Oh my gosh!!!! I felt like I was in one of the mind your language episodes with all those guys and as funny as they were the friend requests and scraps started the get a little tiring- they ended up changing the privacy settings of Orkut but that’s mainly because of the new competition- face book&lt;br /&gt;I had been getting invites to join face book for ages and didn’t feel like it until I finally decided to join because of the constant egging on by friends and I found a lot of interesting differences from Orkut- mainly it was more international and I ended up finding a lot of long lost friends- another thing were the applications which were pretty interesting such strange all at once but being the observer that I am I added them to see what exactly they say about me- Rosharch inkblot tests they’re not but funny nonetheless- however when I joined a whole lot of others decided to do the same which led to the invasion of Indians and you know what that means- more inquisitiveness about other people which face book saw as an opportunity and changed their setting so I was back to square one with privacy with people from who know where ‘poking’ me to see my profile and sending me messages and what not… the good thing at least was the fact that it was more selective but was around nonetheless…&lt;br /&gt;Although interesting and frustrating they have managed to help a lot in keeping in touch and helped in meeting really old friends so for that am pretty happy  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5616033572841294908?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5616033572841294908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5616033572841294908' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5616033572841294908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5616033572841294908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/orkut-and-face-book-are-craziest-things.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-116292906556719022</id><published>2008-04-21T22:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:16:53.966+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Water Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAzEWK1DyPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A5HjA6aKXcQ/s1600-h/0141302232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191740355594406130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAzEWK1DyPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A5HjA6aKXcQ/s320/0141302232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; This&lt;/strong&gt; was a brilliant movie- i went for it thinking it would be too kiddish or simple but came out mindblown- the technology, plot and acting are absolutely amazing- brining this creature to life and intertwining the story with the legend of the sea horse is beautiful and classy- definitely one of the most amazing movies around- must watch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-116292906556719022?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/116292906556719022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=116292906556719022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/116292906556719022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/116292906556719022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/water-horse.html' title='The Water Horse'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAzEWK1DyPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/A5HjA6aKXcQ/s72-c/0141302232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-1934385238846255670</id><published>2008-04-19T14:00:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:15:41.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAmt_q1DyOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eAzEPovjzUk/s1600-h/horton_hears_a_who.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190871354861406434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAmt_q1DyOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eAzEPovjzUk/s200/horton_hears_a_who.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAmt3K1DyNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yNnb3caNgBk/s1600-h/jim-steve-horton-premiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190871208832518354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAmt3K1DyNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yNnb3caNgBk/s200/jim-steve-horton-premiere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey is one of my all time favorite actors- apart from Antonio Banderas, Tom Hanks, Hugh Grant and Johnny Depp- each one a favorite in so many ways and i grew up reading Dr Seuss and the numerous amount of stories of his- so when I heard that he would be lending his voice to a second Dr Seuss movie i couldnt wait to watch this- and Steve Carell is fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie, to say the least is wonderfully made and extended upon Seuss' short adaptation and makes the movie memorable and watchable for kids of all ages- They did a wonderful job in adapting this tale and found it to be wonderful and sweet at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-1934385238846255670?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/1934385238846255670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=1934385238846255670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1934385238846255670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1934385238846255670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/jim-carrey-is-one-of-my-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAmt_q1DyOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/eAzEPovjzUk/s72-c/horton_hears_a_who.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-9071595042898094645</id><published>2008-04-17T11:07:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:36:28.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAbksgWzThI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rBY-xS8a9xc/s1600-h/27052007566-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190087073842023954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAbksgWzThI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rBY-xS8a9xc/s200/27052007566-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAbjzQWzTfI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/3Ohr0NJ07xE/s1600-h/x1phBW_nhM6Sswcm9ws5-GPcDxbNSl6NQMp7g1Yenp6_YvWe2MdhwapEXbW5wGXL1y5eaLBO9CjGGnqtc-_754H4yVsBnujFRn80DqIhFeo4EqoTTax9J41pblM6XX07dnL5NHVIp-aF6o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAbkkAWzTgI/AAAAAAAAAOY/yhwMRKX0sfs/s1600-h/x1phBW_nhM6Sswcm9ws5-GPcDxbNSl6NQMp7g1Yenp6_YvWe2MdhwapEXbW5wGXL1y5eaLBO9CjGGnqtc-_754H4yVsBnujFRn80DqIhFeo4EqoTTax9J41pblM6XX07dnL5NHVIp-aF6o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So i finally decided to indulge into my creative mode..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took a long time to reach this place but i finally decided nows the best time- after a year of mb&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAboVQWzTlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/a-StWFlHwWs/s1600-h/Armand2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190091072456576594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAboVQWzTlI/AAAAAAAAAPA/a-StWFlHwWs/s200/Armand2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a and deciding to take up marketing- i usually tell people one &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAbniAWzTiI/AAAAAAAAAOo/zjfoSyf5Qnk/s1600-h/03112007767.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thing i love to do it talk- so now with marketing id actually be paid to talk- what could be better? Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n0t exactly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the first things people would notice about me- apart from my height, is my accent- long story short people usually ask me within 5 sentences of introduction where im from and within half an hour ask me to say something in our regional langiage- which i usually refuse to- cause it sounds like im talking in pig latin... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways i digress- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would love to be able to talk and talk and talk like people like Ryan Seacrest and be paid for it- the gift of gab- which i definitely have (enhanced through classroom talk in mba) but it may take awhile for that to happen cause of the accent issue where i live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAboOAWzTkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/10_QppJu8cE/s1600-h/me.2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190090947902524994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAboOAWzTkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/10_QppJu8cE/s200/me.2008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i have managed to find something else out- that i can do alot more than just talk-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite things to do is to take pictures- i insisted i get a camera phone and a digital camera so wherever i go i usually have both at hand for whenever i would like to take pictures- and then i fiddle with them either on the device or onto the computer and finally get something i may actually like.. and it hasnt turned out so bad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then- i decided to take it a step further- since ive always wanted to get a tattoo and i knew what i wanted- i took a few diagrams i had in mind- compiled them went to the tattoo artist and voila! got my own persoanlized tattoo- not only is it something that people dont usually get ( a snowflake) but its also something one of a kind- because it was handmade by me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAboBAWzTjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kwez51z2Qc4/s1600-h/x1phBW_nhM6Sswcm9ws5-GPcDxbNSl6NQMp7g1Yenp6_YvWe2MdhwapEXbW5wGXL1y5eaLBO9CjGGnqtc-_754H4yVsBnujFRn80DqIhFeo4EqoTTax9J41pblM6XX07dnL5NHVIp-aF6o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190090724564225586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAboBAWzTjI/AAAAAAAAAOw/kwez51z2Qc4/s200/x1phBW_nhM6Sswcm9ws5-GPcDxbNSl6NQMp7g1Yenp6_YvWe2MdhwapEXbW5wGXL1y5eaLBO9CjGGnqtc-_754H4yVsBnujFRn80DqIhFeo4EqoTTax9J41pblM6XX07dnL5NHVIp-aF6o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So- if all else fails- i can at least make a living drawing tattoo designs and taking pictures of people! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-9071595042898094645?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/9071595042898094645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=9071595042898094645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/9071595042898094645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/9071595042898094645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-finally-decided-to-indulge-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SAbksgWzThI/AAAAAAAAAOg/rBY-xS8a9xc/s72-c/27052007566-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8800799926106972566</id><published>2008-04-07T19:10:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-07T19:24:22.703+05:30</updated><title type='text'>John Denver- one of my favorite songs of his</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R_onaVquohI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xsg9sh7dhYY/s1600-h/turnagain-arm-train-tracks_5487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186501254316990994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R_onaVquohI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xsg9sh7dhYY/s320/turnagain-arm-train-tracks_5487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I caught a ride on the Dreamland Express last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sailing on an ocean of blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And right there by my side, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;much to my surprise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said, come over here baby, let me look in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me see the very heart of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I couldn't believe it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TO conceive that my dream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey there sweet daddy, everything is alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for miles there's not a telephone line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's not a soul to disturb us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont be nervous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just come and be mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said, let me be the end of your rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be the stars up above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be the one that you long forgotten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be the one that you love, oh, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me be the one that you love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it's four in the mornin',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honey I can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't seemed to get you out of my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep tossin' and turnin', &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm yearnin' for the sun to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to send you a ticket on the Dreamland Express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And take you far away with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got a vision of heaven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you livin' there &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8800799926106972566?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8800799926106972566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8800799926106972566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8800799926106972566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8800799926106972566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/john-denver-one-of-my-favorite-songs-of.html' title='John Denver- one of my favorite songs of his'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R_onaVquohI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xsg9sh7dhYY/s72-c/turnagain-arm-train-tracks_5487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-9217156756803364083</id><published>2008-04-04T10:42:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:26:37.870+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Alzheimer's nightmare</title><content type='html'>I was reading this book on Akbar and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Birbal&lt;/span&gt; and kept relating it to the stories and legends of King Solomon and started to find a pattern between these great people and the fruit of the time they were a part of- with people like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Birbal&lt;/span&gt;, one of the greatest Gurus in India to King David and King Solomon, two of the wisest kings in Biblical Times- these people used their resources, either themselves or their advisers to help gain more insight and more movement into their fields...&lt;br /&gt;As far back as Moses and Aaron till as late as Bismarck (to Wilhelm II) times have been fruitful because the kings or the rulers knew what was best for them and used whatever they could to prosper and increase their strength&lt;br /&gt;What about now?&lt;br /&gt;Since the dawn on the 21st century- the great people and the usage of minds have decreased increasingly and continuously- with people relying more on technology than anything else to make decision and alternatives- not that there is anything wrong with technology as it has helped people in so many ways but it has also formed a high level of complacency amongst people- those times when technology wasn't available- choices and decisions were made through qualitative ideas and measures which involved thinking out of the box and thinking on more than one factor&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays thinking out of technology has become almost impossible with influencing people who run to their Microsoft excel or script pad to look at data and allow for the computer to assist them in their work...&lt;br /&gt;What does this all mean?&lt;br /&gt;That the reality of decisiveness has been confined to technology rather than the human psyche- life was harder prior to technology and problems did form but the fruitfulness of human thinking also enhanced relationships and communication amongst leaders and important figures who used their minds or the ideas of others to help them- relating to brain power more than anything else- now due to the onset of easily available technology life is focused on making decisions through technology which has cut off the usage of intellectual thinking and capacity-&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reasons for why Alzheimer's has become a 21st century problem, because of the usage of technology rather than the human psyche- if action is not taken or if people do not try to use their brainpower more not only will the zombie phenomena with overemphasis on technology arise but the independence and self sustainability of man will change drastically&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-9217156756803364083?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/9217156756803364083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=9217156756803364083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/9217156756803364083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/9217156756803364083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/04/alzheimers-nightmare.html' title='Alzheimer&apos;s nightmare'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8808965444301989063</id><published>2008-03-28T21:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:40:43.387+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your Personality Type: The Inspirers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Personality Traits:&lt;br /&gt;• Project-oriented&lt;br /&gt;• Bright and capable&lt;br /&gt;• Warmly, genuinely interested in people; great people skills&lt;br /&gt; • Extremely intuitive and perceptive about people&lt;br /&gt;• Able to relate to people&lt;br /&gt;• Service-oriented&lt;br /&gt;• Future-oriented&lt;br /&gt;• Dislike performing routine tasks&lt;br /&gt; • Need approval and appreciation from others&lt;br /&gt; • Cooperative and friendly&lt;br /&gt;• Creative and energetic&lt;br /&gt; • Well-developed verbal and written communication skills&lt;br /&gt;• Natural leaders&lt;br /&gt;• Resist being controlled by others&lt;br /&gt;• Can work logically and rationally&lt;br /&gt; • Usually able to grasp difficult concepts and theories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could generally achieve a good degree of success at anything. However, you may get bored rather easily with monotonous tasks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Career Paths:&lt;br /&gt;• Consultant&lt;br /&gt;• Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;• Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;• Actor&lt;br /&gt;• Teacher&lt;br /&gt; • Counselor&lt;br /&gt;• Politician / Diplomat&lt;br /&gt;• Writer / Journalist&lt;br /&gt;• Television Reporter&lt;br /&gt;• Computer Programmer, Systems Analyst, or Computer Specialist&lt;br /&gt;• Scientist&lt;br /&gt;• Engineer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8808965444301989063?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8808965444301989063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8808965444301989063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8808965444301989063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8808965444301989063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/03/your-personality-type-inspirers-your_28.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2451207855274065901</id><published>2008-03-28T21:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:37:28.058+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels good to be back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long drawn out hiatus from writing for so many reasons.. i finally decided to get back to blogging and it feels good- even though it has only been 2 posts so far... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; has happened and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; has changed over the past couple of months, both good and bad but i have seen myself change to someone completely different- it is like making a 180 degree turn- yet this time i decided not to ignore any of my previous goals of interests and combine them- so its a modified version of the various stages of 'me' that i have been through over the past nearly 23 years of my life&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean different&lt;br /&gt;mentalities, likenesses, interests, feelings have remained the same- i figured that, as i grew in and out of phases my interests would change and some i forced to change because it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; 'gel' but its all back.. and i am happy about it this time... because i am comfortable in my own skin and happy with what has happened and what has changed, both good and bad... and that helps me look into the future&lt;br /&gt;i am finishing my exams for first year of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mba&lt;/span&gt; in another few days and i start my summer internship program which means i will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;half&lt;/span&gt; done with my course which i am so relieved about.. i like the college and the people, it has grown on me but it is something that i can do without for two full months as i delve deeper into my future plans, courses of action and developments&lt;br /&gt;and of course.. writing... cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; has changed&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not the same person!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2451207855274065901?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2451207855274065901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2451207855274065901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2451207855274065901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2451207855274065901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-feels-good-to-be-back.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8380139999699328860</id><published>2008-03-28T21:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:28:29.398+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R-0VlFquogI/AAAAAAAAANo/iLuDMccl9Ms/s1600-h/img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182822473094046210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R-0VlFquogI/AAAAAAAAANo/iLuDMccl9Ms/s320/img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth Bennet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are memorable, lovely and clever, the life of the party... you always have the perfect thing to say in every situation. Your honesty, virtue, and lively wit enable you to rise above the nonsense and bad behavior that pervade your money-seeking and often spiteful society. Nevertheless, your sharp tongue and tendency to make hasty judgments often lead you astray... if not careful, you can display qualities that you despise - pride and prejudice. But if you can get past negative first impressions, your life and love story will be epic!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8380139999699328860?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8380139999699328860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8380139999699328860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8380139999699328860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8380139999699328860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/03/elizabeth-bennet-you-are-memorable.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R-0VlFquogI/AAAAAAAAANo/iLuDMccl9Ms/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6205748019827392304</id><published>2008-02-21T19:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:10:23.267+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"When i think about what life is made up of.. i think only of 4 questions&lt;br /&gt;What is worth living for&lt;br /&gt;What is worth dying for&lt;br /&gt;What is the spirit made of&lt;br /&gt;What is sacred"&lt;br /&gt;                               - Taken from the movie Don Juan de Marco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6205748019827392304?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6205748019827392304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=6205748019827392304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6205748019827392304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6205748019827392304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-i-think-about-what-life-is-made-up.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3036037273486051188</id><published>2008-01-18T18:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:55:53.077+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.”&lt;br /&gt;-John Donne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3036037273486051188?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3036037273486051188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3036037273486051188' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3036037273486051188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3036037273486051188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-man-is-island-entire-of-itself-every.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3903953147668613042</id><published>2008-01-13T20:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:59:37.619+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4ots4cX5II/AAAAAAAAANE/2QwpI38ak98/s1600-h/airtelsoccer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154982972567839874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4ots4cX5II/AAAAAAAAANE/2QwpI38ak98/s320/airtelsoccer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the new airtel ad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after hutch/vodafone getting its share of the limelight with the pug campaign and then hutch becoming vodafone, airtel seemed to have been at a disadvantage with its marketing campaign..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but their previous ad- based on google, and this ad are extremely creative and very memorable.. i love the way they have been able to portray their messages in such a creative manner.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about a major comeback.. definitely giving vodafone a run for their money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay airtel! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3903953147668613042?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3903953147668613042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3903953147668613042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3903953147668613042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3903953147668613042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-new-airtel-ad.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4ots4cX5II/AAAAAAAAANE/2QwpI38ak98/s72-c/airtelsoccer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-936878661696849197</id><published>2008-01-12T18:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-12T18:58:53.433+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes being a professional, according to people means being either book &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;driven&lt;/span&gt;- i.e. through theory or experience driven- i.e. through practice...&lt;br /&gt;being book smart or street smart- to summarize the matter is what is debated now as trying to understand what is to be used in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; society and the relevance of either one without the other&lt;br /&gt;in some aspects, many entrepreneurs are solely street smart, wheras many leaders are book smart but rarely do you find one who is able to be book smart as well as street smart when it comes to being unique and successful in society...&lt;br /&gt;according to ones passions, personality and charisma- the extremities are defined and people are able to determine accordingly which side they fit into&lt;br /&gt;although i for one know which one i am, i believe that one must be a combination of both- using theoretical knowledge and understanding as well as a whole lot of common sense and charisma are the fortitudes needed to hold ones ground, which involves both book smart and street smart..&lt;br /&gt;the combination of other characteristics, i've learnt, must be determined by the individual and balanced cautiously to avoid repetition (and thereby monotony) and create uniqueness which brands you as being individualistic and thereby being admirable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-936878661696849197?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/936878661696849197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=936878661696849197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/936878661696849197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/936878661696849197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-being-professional-according.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3530269933694202972</id><published>2008-01-12T18:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-12T18:51:22.245+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the nicest things also came out of of the the events that happened just a little over two weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;apart from realizing a new area i could go into for work (wedding planning) i also learnt firsthand the beauty of song and the passion of how it touches people- both as the singer and listener&lt;br /&gt;Alot of my friends are professional musicians or semi-professional musicians and for ages now i have been able to learn how to grasp the beauty of music both by singing and listening but for the past few years one of those ends had faltered....&lt;br /&gt;The past few weeks it has been reborn... and the feeling is greater than ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3530269933694202972?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3530269933694202972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3530269933694202972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3530269933694202972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3530269933694202972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-of-nicest-things-also-came-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4133957623058473145</id><published>2008-01-07T17:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:48:56.574+05:30</updated><title type='text'>i loooveeee this book!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IYlocX5HI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dOElpHS09fw/s1600-h/shantaram.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152707958455919730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IYlocX5HI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dOElpHS09fw/s320/shantaram.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4133957623058473145?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4133957623058473145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4133957623058473145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4133957623058473145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4133957623058473145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-loooveeee-this-book.html' title='i loooveeee this book!!!!'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IYlocX5HI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dOElpHS09fw/s72-c/shantaram.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-423543464950163706</id><published>2008-01-07T17:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:47:51.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IWCIcX5GI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sn64_zHquuE/s1600-h/bodyshop-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152705149547308130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IWCIcX5GI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sn64_zHquuE/s320/bodyshop-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Against Animal Testing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Support Community Trade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Activate Self Esteem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Defend Human Rights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Protect Our Planet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am one of the biggest fans of Body shop- the amount of opportunities and campaigns that they take part in to help in boosting self awareness, community development and ecological welfare- Body Shop is known internationally as one of the leading brands in community development&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With founder Anita Roddick heading this international organization- they are able to make products which are both fresh in its style and make and natural- against chemicals which appears easy on the nose- although the prices are rather extravagant at times they make sense that every penny spent is worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking forward to hearing more about this brand and see it increase in popularity in india (and bangalore)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-423543464950163706?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/423543464950163706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=423543464950163706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/423543464950163706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/423543464950163706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/against-animal-testing-support.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IWCIcX5GI/AAAAAAAAAM0/sn64_zHquuE/s72-c/bodyshop-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8798887110926406341</id><published>2008-01-07T17:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:36:37.657+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IVL4cX5FI/AAAAAAAAAMs/al12mnRpmRA/s1600-h/DoctorStethoscope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152704217539404882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IVL4cX5FI/AAAAAAAAAMs/al12mnRpmRA/s320/DoctorStethoscope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the biggest shocks i had recently was my interest in medicine- having both parents in the medical field as a child i never found myself interested in the subject  and had not been exposed to the subject in the schools i had gone to- but recently upon studying a bit of medicine for a project i found myself enthralled by the subject and delving more into the topic much to the bemusement of my family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another addition to my never ending list of interests... and the most surprising one that to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8798887110926406341?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8798887110926406341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8798887110926406341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8798887110926406341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8798887110926406341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-of-biggest-shocks-i-had-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IVL4cX5FI/AAAAAAAAAMs/al12mnRpmRA/s72-c/DoctorStethoscope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7590093047966586696</id><published>2008-01-07T17:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:33:29.185+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Planner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IUeIcX5EI/AAAAAAAAAMk/5CzuaIp3O0I/s1600-h/bridal%20rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152703431560389698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IUeIcX5EI/AAAAAAAAAMk/5CzuaIp3O0I/s320/bridal%2520rings.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon working for a wedding in december to whom both sides of the bridal party were known to me (cause i introduced them) i had been given the title wedding planner- the organization and planning, which started months in advance went of beautifully on that day with the organization and coordination amongst people smooth and easy flowing- although hectic i had the time of my life working on this and was one of the best times i had had in a long time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And best is.. another offer to organize another wedding has just come about!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay tuned :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-7590093047966586696?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7590093047966586696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=7590093047966586696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7590093047966586696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7590093047966586696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/wedding-planner.html' title='Wedding Planner'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IUeIcX5EI/AAAAAAAAAMk/5CzuaIp3O0I/s72-c/bridal%2520rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5440043275832068903</id><published>2008-01-07T17:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:30:31.440+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4ITwYcX5DI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_ESQDd3TqAU/s1600-h/hard_rock_cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152702645581374514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4ITwYcX5DI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_ESQDd3TqAU/s320/hard_rock_cafe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yess!!!! After a long wait.. Hard Rock Cafe finally opened in Bangalore in the last weekend of December- The legacy and the nature of this place is amazing and was first met by alot of suspicion of it being another rumor but after hearing it from a close relative who had proof i was in seventh heaven... this place is going to make it huge in bangalore!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5440043275832068903?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5440043275832068903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5440043275832068903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5440043275832068903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5440043275832068903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/yess-after-long-wait.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4ITwYcX5DI/AAAAAAAAAMc/_ESQDd3TqAU/s72-c/hard_rock_cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6341644887913497271</id><published>2008-01-07T17:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:27:04.072+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IS6YcX5CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rV7A8ZCEeZ4/s1600-h/aamir_khan_1-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152701717868438562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IS6YcX5CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rV7A8ZCEeZ4/s320/aamir_khan_1-thumb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most Bollywood actors are predictable in their actions and choice of work in movies- but i find that Aamir Khan is in a league of his own when it comes to Bollywood- always choosing unconventional films and adapting himself to the film and making the film a piece of himself is seen through all the roles he has chosen and continues to choose- apart from that he is able to prove his degree of profoundness through his daily life through his acts and deeds which is a far cry from many actors in the industry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We need more Aamir Khans in Bollywood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6341644887913497271?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6341644887913497271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=6341644887913497271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6341644887913497271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6341644887913497271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/most-bollywood-actors-are-predictable.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IS6YcX5CI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rV7A8ZCEeZ4/s72-c/aamir_khan_1-thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4722405689502704967</id><published>2008-01-07T17:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:23:53.177+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IRy4cX5BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MWM5kC3EOEc/s1600-h/frank+lloyd+wright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152700489507791890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IRy4cX5BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MWM5kC3EOEc/s320/frank+lloyd+wright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the greatest architects of our times- Frank Lloyd Wright's work is amazing and characteristic of the architect itself- creative, unqiue, passionate with a twist of mystery in everything he does. While going through some of his theories and works i was amazed by the degree to which he is able to set himself apart as a mastermind through his textures, work and overall delivery.. the nature by which he exercises himself is utterly fascinating and extremely inspirational to everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4722405689502704967?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4722405689502704967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4722405689502704967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4722405689502704967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4722405689502704967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-of-greatest-architects-of-our-times.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IRy4cX5BI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MWM5kC3EOEc/s72-c/frank+lloyd+wright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7031495567255430414</id><published>2008-01-07T17:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:19:02.441+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IRQocX5AI/AAAAAAAAAME/PqrrjSFqB10/s1600-h/x_men_three_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152699901097272322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IRQocX5AI/AAAAAAAAAME/PqrrjSFqB10/s320/x_men_three_ver1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my christmas gifts from a game of X Men which i tried out very recently- although many people find it strange i found the game to be a real stress buster and very intriguing which challenged me to think in ways college doesnt help- i dont think fighting crime will be in my future but these x men games are wonderful to try out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-7031495567255430414?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7031495567255430414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=7031495567255430414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7031495567255430414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7031495567255430414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-of-my-christmas-gifts-from-game-of.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IRQocX5AI/AAAAAAAAAME/PqrrjSFqB10/s72-c/x_men_three_ver1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5760047069934808754</id><published>2008-01-07T17:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:16:51.821+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IQpIcX4_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a3wWNg1W2rY/s1600-h/writing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152699222492439538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="196" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IQpIcX4_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a3wWNg1W2rY/s320/writing.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have recently restarted my exploration of my interests and likes after a long time- apart from psychology, history etc.. writing is a real passion of mine- writing without a second thought, expressing words and interpreting things in your own way it makes me feel blessed.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from countless amount of things.. i always hope my love for writing never tires or dies down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5760047069934808754?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5760047069934808754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5760047069934808754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5760047069934808754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5760047069934808754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-recently-restarted-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IQpIcX4_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/a3wWNg1W2rY/s72-c/writing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7117233415300106327</id><published>2008-01-07T17:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:13:53.721+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IPPIcX4-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WTH8WcTCvSo/s1600-h/out_the_window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152697676304212962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IPPIcX4-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WTH8WcTCvSo/s320/out_the_window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the smell of rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feel of snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the power of the rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the glow of a sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the smell of fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a smile from someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an email&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a message out of the blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a surprise gift.. no matter the type&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to burst out into song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the wind in my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speed racing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an unexpected way of showing someone cares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a glow of happiness from someone when you do the unexpected&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a warm blanket and a hot cocoa on a cold winter's night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walking in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the flight of an eagle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the galloping of a horse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the independence of a dolphin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sight of a plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the energy of a vacation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the laugh of a baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reading late at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waking up to a message&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the news of a favorite book/tv/movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;old photographs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling that someone may love you the way you love them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;late night out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-7117233415300106327?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7117233415300106327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=7117233415300106327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7117233415300106327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7117233415300106327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IPPIcX4-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/WTH8WcTCvSo/s72-c/out_the_window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4750830647973599038</id><published>2008-01-07T17:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:07:45.294+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IOfocX48I/AAAAAAAAALk/z8PWuC2FFUc/s1600-h/johnny_depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152696860260426690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IOfocX48I/AAAAAAAAALk/z8PWuC2FFUc/s320/johnny_depp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apart from the ever famous Pirates of the Caribbean, Chocolat, Edward Scissorhands and Finding Neverland etc- two movies that i have been waiting for see for ages also stars this actor (i.e. Shantaram and Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street).. i cant wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4750830647973599038?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4750830647973599038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4750830647973599038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4750830647973599038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4750830647973599038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/apart-from-ever-famous-pirates-of.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4IOfocX48I/AAAAAAAAALk/z8PWuC2FFUc/s72-c/johnny_depp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6452757489566929341</id><published>2008-01-07T17:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:03:42.640+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4INtYcX47I/AAAAAAAAALc/ZwZMF1GOIY0/s1600-h/Phil-Collins-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152695996972000178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4INtYcX47I/AAAAAAAAALc/ZwZMF1GOIY0/s320/Phil-Collins-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the many lovely memories i have as a child are the various songs and tunes that i used to listen to on the radio in Claremore, Tulsa and Oakland- Phil Collins is a singer i have grown up with and who i find completely amazing- his songs are by far some of the most memorable and lyrical that there are- reminds me of childhood days :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6452757489566929341?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6452757489566929341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=6452757489566929341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6452757489566929341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6452757489566929341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/one-of-many-lovely-memories-i-have-as.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4INtYcX47I/AAAAAAAAALc/ZwZMF1GOIY0/s72-c/Phil-Collins-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2189660092781089873</id><published>2008-01-07T16:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:01:32.104+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4INLIcX46I/AAAAAAAAALU/UAoYBjbs-g4/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152695408561480610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4INLIcX46I/AAAAAAAAALU/UAoYBjbs-g4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rowan Atkinson is one of the best actors is Hollywood not because of his popularity but because of his adaptability to the various roles that he has to play- from the ever popular Mr Bean, he has managed to make a name for himself in serious roles as well such as Keeping Mum and Love Actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no telling what is expected out of this amazing actor next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2189660092781089873?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2189660092781089873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2189660092781089873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2189660092781089873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2189660092781089873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/rowan-atkinson-is-one-of-best-actors-is.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R4INLIcX46I/AAAAAAAAALU/UAoYBjbs-g4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8649769257965134755</id><published>2008-01-07T16:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-01-07T16:59:06.245+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2008 has finally come and along with it there are so many things that have been changed and affected over the last one or two weeks of 2007- issues such as exams, sicknesses, hospital admittance, patience, stress has gone by along with new opportunities, new discussions, new hope, new energy and new zest for life..&lt;br /&gt;Alot of changes and choices have to be made.. soon...&lt;br /&gt;Looks like not much has really changed after all has it? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8649769257965134755?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8649769257965134755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8649769257965134755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8649769257965134755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8649769257965134755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-has-finally-come-and-along-with-it.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2965949141048722688</id><published>2007-12-05T20:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:17:53.683+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a5WzLn2zI/AAAAAAAAALM/YnVBA20ug5U/s1600-h/5_18_bicycle_crash_1020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140499826037218098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a5WzLn2zI/AAAAAAAAALM/YnVBA20ug5U/s320/5_18_bicycle_crash_1020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Misunderstandings are those things that occur and, if not explained with patience and willingness to listen leads to further misunderstandings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is like a ripple, throw a pebble into a brrok and watch the ripples forms one after another, after another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It continues for a long long time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like that so are misunderstandings, they have a domino effect and need to have understanding and patience to explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps that is why we have been given one mouth and two ears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to listen more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really truly wish that there was more patience in this world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe then so much could be avoided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2965949141048722688?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2965949141048722688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2965949141048722688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2965949141048722688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2965949141048722688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/12/misunderstandings-are-those-things-that.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a5WzLn2zI/AAAAAAAAALM/YnVBA20ug5U/s72-c/5_18_bicycle_crash_1020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6315160891188222655</id><published>2007-12-05T20:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:11:17.481+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I love them for the opportunity they have given me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a4dTLn2yI/AAAAAAAAALE/bWY0MPQ4va4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140498838194740002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a4dTLn2yI/AAAAAAAAALE/bWY0MPQ4va4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6315160891188222655?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6315160891188222655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=6315160891188222655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6315160891188222655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6315160891188222655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-them-for-opportunity-they-have.html' title='I love them for the opportunity they have given me'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a4dTLn2yI/AAAAAAAAALE/bWY0MPQ4va4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-1805916460241888458</id><published>2007-12-05T20:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:11:22.478+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a2kDLn2xI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SxeMfpXlfhM/s1600-h/dante1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140496755135601426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a2kDLn2xI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SxeMfpXlfhM/s320/dante1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apart from Greek Mythology, historical, indian novels etc etc etc (I dont think i'd have the time to list all my favorite genres) The Divine Comedy also known as DANTE's epic poem which is presently known as being the central epic poem for Italian literature- has captured my interest&lt;br /&gt;I studied the basics of the Divine Comedy in my final year of BA and found it intriguing, yet did not go further into the topic as i had alot of other interests to keep me busy- but recently the study of Dante, his journey and his experiences with his guide and mentors are mesmerizing and makes me wants to keep reading on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Written in 1308- I wonder how his poem would be modified to express the various motives and emotions encaptured in todays' society.. now THATS a rendition i'd love to read!&lt;br /&gt;check this out if you ever have the time.. its definitely something that will continue to have a lingering thought in your mind long after you finished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-1805916460241888458?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/1805916460241888458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=1805916460241888458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1805916460241888458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/1805916460241888458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/12/apart-from-greek-mythology-historical.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1a2kDLn2xI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SxeMfpXlfhM/s72-c/dante1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4327288336181736683</id><published>2007-11-30T20:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:15:47.619+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Finally!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1Ahh_RxkbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/w09ULbJPe4Y/s1600-R/Color_purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138644042635121074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1Ahh_RxkbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/En65n8tyn5U/s320/Color_purple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been more than 7 years since I read this book for the first time and searched high and low to get my hands on my own personal c&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opy&lt;/span&gt; of the book... Upon hearing that there was a movie i started looking all over for the movie (which being around 20years old was extremely hard) THEN i heard that Oprah (who acted as one of the supporting actresses in the movie) had made a musical out of it- i decided that, before i die i definitely want to see that!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now i have the book.. and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; have the movie...!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love National Market!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4327288336181736683?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4327288336181736683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4327288336181736683' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4327288336181736683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4327288336181736683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally.html' title='Finally!!!!'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1Ahh_RxkbI/AAAAAAAAAK0/En65n8tyn5U/s72-c/Color_purple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6264035526727100272</id><published>2007-11-30T20:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:12:52.838+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AfvPRxkaI/AAAAAAAAAKs/AKktQR_S65Q/s1600-R/hitler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138642071245132194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AfvPRxkaI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kxLa_cL6rlc/s320/hitler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although Hitler was one of the worse dictators ever- killing more than 6 million &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jews&lt;/span&gt; and instigating the beginning of WWII- He was nonetheless one of the more admirable leaders ever- who managed to take such heinous crimes and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;persuade&lt;/span&gt; people that he was doing the right thing and to join hands with him.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically so, Hitler also had a healthier lifestyle than some of the best world leaders at the time and managed to make allies with countless among of leaders prior to the onset of WWII.&lt;br /&gt;Although he is, by far, one of the most ruthless killers ever- his charisma and personality were unquestionably admirable, even by his enemies at the time&lt;br /&gt;perhaps this is why he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; to do so well prior to the entry of America&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6264035526727100272?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6264035526727100272/comments/default' title='Post 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it'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AfhvRxkZI/AAAAAAAAAKk/I8soDF6ubZE/s72-c/2transformers_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7208793344032677240</id><published>2007-11-30T20:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T20:03:36.146+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AfNvRxkYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Ym3aR4vZb6M/s1600-R/XMenTrilogyPack1_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138641495719514498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138636290219151666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AaevRxkTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mtVDlfOaUT8/s320/greek_myth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from history.. i absolutely adore studying greek mythology.. the stories and legeneds and its impact on literautre,  society and its habits today is mesmerizing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-1080415617551443121?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/1080415617551443121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=1080415617551443121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AaEPRxkRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/xQBTMiAKDYw/s72-c/Queen-Latifah-Photograph-C11811969.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2486727515046214023</id><published>2007-11-30T19:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:39:49.053+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Brothers and Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AZjfRxkQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3SzHDKWwx1k/s1600-R/b+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138635272311902466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AZjfRxkQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OstFLDi717U/s320/b%2Bs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One captivating show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2486727515046214023?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2486727515046214023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2486727515046214023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2486727515046214023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2486727515046214023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/brothers-and-sisters.html' title='Brothers and Sisters'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AZjfRxkQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OstFLDi717U/s72-c/b%2Bs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8264985678415302615</id><published>2007-11-30T19:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:38:26.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Antonio Banderas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AZQfRxkPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/v3nHH22Yztk/s1600-R/039_65882~Antonio-Banderas-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138634945894387954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AZQfRxkPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qo3BXwlSIxI/s320/039_65882~Antonio-Banderas-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the four sexiest men ever!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8264985678415302615?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8264985678415302615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8264985678415302615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8264985678415302615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8264985678415302615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/antonio-banderas.html' title='Antonio Banderas'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AZQfRxkPI/AAAAAAAAAJU/qo3BXwlSIxI/s72-c/039_65882~Antonio-Banderas-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3560088582002686620</id><published>2007-11-30T19:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:36:40.909+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AY1vRxkOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/M-kxZZ-Vp7Y/s1600-R/Trafficjam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138634486332887266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AY1vRxkOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/wM-mqCkoZi4/s320/Trafficjam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the most annoying things about my city is this #%&amp;amp;%# traffic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3560088582002686620?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3560088582002686620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3560088582002686620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2908473747084520024</id><published>2007-11-30T19:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:35:30.209+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm dying for another White Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AYk_RxkNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/ZsIo-zmTQk0/s1600-R/White-Christmas-Tree-Preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138634198570078418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AYk_RxkNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uGPeooBEonA/s320/White-Christmas-Tree-Preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2908473747084520024?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/R1AYk_RxkNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uGPeooBEonA/s72-c/White-Christmas-Tree-Preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-6480483459479121298</id><published>2007-11-30T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:34:33.475+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mercy Speech</title><content type='html'>(One of my favorite speeches that I've performed)&lt;br /&gt;From Merchant Of Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of mercy is not strained.&lt;br /&gt;It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven,Upon the place beneath.&lt;br /&gt;It is twice blessed.It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.&lt;br /&gt;It is mightiest in the mightiest,&lt;br /&gt;It becomes the throned monarch better than his crown.&lt;br /&gt;His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,An attribute to awe and majesty.&lt;br /&gt;Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings.&lt;br /&gt;But mercy is above this sceptred sway,&lt;br /&gt;It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,&lt;br /&gt;It is an attribute to God himself.&lt;br /&gt;And earthly power dost the become likest God's,Where mercy seasons justice.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore Jew,Though justice be thy plea, consider this,&lt;br /&gt;That in the course of justice we all must see salvation,&lt;br /&gt;We all do pray for mercyAnd that same prayer doth teach us all to render the deeds of mercy.&lt;br /&gt;I have spoke thus much to mittgate the justice of thy plea,&lt;br /&gt;Which if thou dost follow,&lt;br /&gt;This strict court of Venice Must needs give sentence gainst the merchant there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-6480483459479121298?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/6480483459479121298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=6480483459479121298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6480483459479121298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/6480483459479121298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/mercy-speech.html' title='Mercy Speech'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-5636032495072456096</id><published>2007-11-13T21:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:40:30.296+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn Time!</title><content type='html'>There are alot of movies i have been watching lately and one that caught my eye was the latest interpretation of Shakespeare's Hamlet and its occurred to me how many movies are out there that try to interpret classics into modern day literature...&lt;br /&gt;O (Othello)&lt;br /&gt;Romeo and Juliet (Romeo and Juliet :))&lt;br /&gt;10 things I hate about You (Taming of the Shrrew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;Pride and Prejudice seen in&lt;br /&gt;Bride and Prejudice and&lt;br /&gt;Bridget Jones' Diary (thats my personal interpretation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma seen in&lt;br /&gt;Clueless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alot of Hindu movies are included in this list as well, such as Omkara)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many movies have been made based on historical events such as&lt;br /&gt;Flight 93 (9/11)&lt;br /&gt;Schindler's list (Genocide of Jews)&lt;br /&gt;Saving Private Ryan&lt;br /&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;br /&gt;300 and&lt;br /&gt;Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some movies (trilogies) that are original and would go down in history as legends like&lt;br /&gt;the Matrix&lt;br /&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean and&lt;br /&gt;Shrek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the most well known movies there are...&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me wonder..&lt;br /&gt;how many other movies are going to follow the pattern of these movies.. are they going to be successful.. as some of these.. or flops?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-5636032495072456096?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/5636032495072456096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=5636032495072456096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5636032495072456096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/5636032495072456096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/popcorn-time.html' title='Popcorn Time!'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-29585701904544206</id><published>2007-11-13T21:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:31:54.333+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RznKQcfQw3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5rcbd5c1HqA/s1600-h/chickesoup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132355634239423346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RznKQcfQw3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5rcbd5c1HqA/s320/chickesoup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite books when i was a kid...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just found it today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;brings back old memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-29585701904544206?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/29585701904544206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=29585701904544206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/29585701904544206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/29585701904544206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-of-my-favorite-books-when-i-was-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RznKQcfQw3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/5rcbd5c1HqA/s72-c/chickesoup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3530035552554613330</id><published>2007-11-13T20:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:03:45.142+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm1jsfQw2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/xCsI1xeClYc/s1600-h/john-travolta-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132332875207721826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm1jsfQw2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/xCsI1xeClYc/s320/john-travolta-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With movies like Pulp Fiction and Grease (two of my favorites) to his name.. theres no doubt in my mind which actor totally ROCKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3530035552554613330?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3530035552554613330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3530035552554613330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3530035552554613330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3530035552554613330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/with-movies-like-pulp-fiction-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm1jsfQw2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/xCsI1xeClYc/s72-c/john-travolta-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8059948555411635661</id><published>2007-11-13T20:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:02:25.770+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One of my pastimes.. can never get bored of this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8059948555411635661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8059948555411635661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-of-my-pastimes-can-never-get-bored.html' title='One of my pastimes.. can never get bored of this'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm1XcfQw1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/dWk3HXlXOzI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3517723853878906839</id><published>2007-11-13T19:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T20:01:39.834+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm0s8fQw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/W1kYk2qeKCI/s1600-h/mlk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132331934609883970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm0s8fQw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/W1kYk2qeKCI/s320/mlk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apart from Gandhi, one of my all time favrotie freedom fighters.. THIS is  a man whose charisma and passion encouraged multitudes and made a difference where it really mattered...&lt;br /&gt;His speeches are some of my all-time favorite in the world..&lt;br /&gt;We need more people like him around in a world like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3517723853878906839?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3517723853878906839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3517723853878906839' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3517723853878906839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3517723853878906839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/apart-from-gandhi-one-of-my-all-time.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm0s8fQw0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/W1kYk2qeKCI/s72-c/mlk2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7786830551990271060</id><published>2007-11-13T19:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:58:38.388+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm0VsfQwzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dPG6QQXvZb0/s1600-h/screaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132331535177925426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm0VsfQwzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dPG6QQXvZb0/s320/screaming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes the only way to be heard in this world with all mouth and deaf ears is to scream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till your hearts content&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or you lose your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whichever comes first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-7786830551990271060?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7786830551990271060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=7786830551990271060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7786830551990271060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7786830551990271060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/sometimes-only-way-to-be-heard-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzm0VsfQwzI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dPG6QQXvZb0/s72-c/screaming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3476542192919218583</id><published>2007-11-13T19:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:56:36.569+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzmz-sfQwyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5q5q_e0eib8/s1600-h/d67506dofba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132331140040934178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzmz-sfQwyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5q5q_e0eib8/s320/d67506dofba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-3476542192919218583?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3476542192919218583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3476542192919218583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3476542192919218583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3476542192919218583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rzmz-sfQwyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5q5q_e0eib8/s72-c/d67506dofba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-7681139140076912259</id><published>2007-11-13T19:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:55:22.735+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I love these lyrics</title><content type='html'>Standing here beside you&lt;br /&gt;Want so much to give you&lt;br /&gt;This love in my heart that Im feeling for you&lt;br /&gt;Take it to the good times&lt;br /&gt;See it through the bad times&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it takes is what Im gonna do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-7681139140076912259?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/7681139140076912259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=7681139140076912259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7681139140076912259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/7681139140076912259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-these-lyrics.html' title='I love these lyrics'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3410035321133472477</id><published>2007-11-09T22:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-09T22:55:57.135+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; There's always a light at the end of the tunnel&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130892845687816962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzSX28fQwwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T9TBecNmoqw/s320/Tunnel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;make sure its not a train&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/34277360-3410035321133472477?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3410035321133472477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3410035321133472477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3410035321133472477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3410035321133472477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-always-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzSX28fQwwI/AAAAAAAAAHs/T9TBecNmoqw/s72-c/Tunnel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4573012284371441738</id><published>2007-11-09T19:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:43:48.142+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Diwali Everyone!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzRq2cfQwvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bmwk_kid0Gk/s1600-h/20070703fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130843359074632434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzRq2cfQwvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bmwk_kid0Gk/s320/20070703fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4573012284371441738?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4573012284371441738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4573012284371441738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4573012284371441738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4573012284371441738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-diwali-everyone.html' title='Happy Diwali Everyone!!!!'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzRq2cfQwvI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bmwk_kid0Gk/s72-c/20070703fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2922211687130854507</id><published>2007-11-08T15:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:27:57.174+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzLZ6MfQwuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oTcwdHeIM_U/s1600-h/invisible_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130402519336403682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzLZ6MfQwuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oTcwdHeIM_U/s320/invisible_man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not meaning to sound all Seinfeld on this blog- but there is a very thin line seperating invisible and invincible. Many people, in fact, who appear to be invisible come out becoming invisible, such as Superman (for lack of a more well known example) or people such as Steve Jobs, Orkut Buyukkokten, Robin Sharma and so many others who started off being practically anonymous and became unbeatable in their area of expertise in the matter of years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I would ever want to start off as being invisible but, i realize that, what makes someone invisible is the fact that they are laying low to discover themselves and realize their strong and weak fields and take off like a bolt of lightning- it may happen overnight or may happen in a few years but the reason people lay low is because they are searching for their  dream and discover their talents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some people it takes a long time- for some people in the blink of an eye.. but its always worth it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, had spend most of my teenage years looking for my "field of gold" but its worth it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seeing people look for theirs.. i know that the world is going to have alot more steve jobs and robin sharmas in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooner than we think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2922211687130854507?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2922211687130854507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2922211687130854507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2922211687130854507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2922211687130854507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-meaning-to-sound-all-seinfeld-on.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RzLZ6MfQwuI/AAAAAAAAAHc/oTcwdHeIM_U/s72-c/invisible_man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-2334581299120204273</id><published>2007-10-31T18:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-31T18:56:53.845+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Ryh_ARifxoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G16SDKn0Hhs/s1600-h/ItsHalloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127487818446128770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Ryh_ARifxoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G16SDKn0Hhs/s320/ItsHalloween.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time of the year used to be my favorite growing up- especially with Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Today being halloween I started thinking about halloween as a kid.. One time where I dressed up as a fairy ( I think every girl dresses up as a fairy for halloween at least once) and another time when I dressed up as a devil (talk about opposites!) It was so much fun and had the best of time on this day- to the extent that i still have the trident spear that we made for the occasion!&lt;br /&gt;I miss Halloween... its totally amazing.... and so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-2334581299120204273?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/2334581299120204273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=2334581299120204273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2334581299120204273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/2334581299120204273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-time-of-year-used-to-be-my.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Ryh_ARifxoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/G16SDKn0Hhs/s72-c/ItsHalloween.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-3616253764461912931</id><published>2007-10-30T17:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:56:39.957+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My song of choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RycirhifxnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gGqqxgSS_ZM/s1600-h/good_charlotte_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127104831917377138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RycirhifxnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gGqqxgSS_ZM/s320/good_charlotte_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Charlotte- I Just Wanna Live&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/34277360-3616253764461912931?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/3616253764461912931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=3616253764461912931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3616253764461912931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/3616253764461912931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-song-of-choice.html' title='My song of choice'/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RycirhifxnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/gGqqxgSS_ZM/s72-c/good_charlotte_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-8911387531768282041</id><published>2007-10-30T17:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:53:28.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RyciFhifxmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tg4MWqwx4LU/s1600-h/romantic-beach-couple_3354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127104179082348130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RyciFhifxmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tg4MWqwx4LU/s320/romantic-beach-couple_3354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.&lt;br /&gt;Just walk beside me and never let go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-8911387531768282041?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/8911387531768282041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=8911387531768282041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8911387531768282041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/8911387531768282041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-walk-in-front-of-me-i-may-not.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/RyciFhifxmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/tg4MWqwx4LU/s72-c/romantic-beach-couple_3354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34277360.post-4976041278793609182</id><published>2007-10-30T17:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-30T17:50:12.298+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rycg_hifxlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/psxH0J-9NOo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127102976491505234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rycg_hifxlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/psxH0J-9NOo/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay forever and leave footprints on our hearts. And we are never, ever the same.-- Anonymous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34277360-4976041278793609182?l=nishtified.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/feeds/4976041278793609182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34277360&amp;postID=4976041278793609182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4976041278793609182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34277360/posts/default/4976041278793609182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nishtified.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-people-come-into-our-lives-and.html' title=''/><author><name>NiSh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853869083732618428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/SWCsqDiLbYI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3qhygub4Tic/S220/DSC00764.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jjz5L76mJw4/Rycg_hifxlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/psxH0J-9NOo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
