tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14061043372442380722024-03-13T10:10:24.772+05:30thegirlinthefadedbluejeansthegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-58855396107448219132013-04-15T00:26:00.002+05:302013-04-15T00:26:45.404+05:30First kiss..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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and I were sharing experiences of our first kiss. So, I thought I’d share mine
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">My first kiss happened when I was
4 years old with a boy L. We were of the exact same age. I do not really
remember anything about it now, but my mom kept this picture of us kissing, so
sweet it looked just like it had been cut right out of an Archies card. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">As we grow up, everyone who saw
the picture used to make fun of it and teased that one day we would eventually
get married. As for L, he grew up to be a sweet, awkward kid. Growing up, we
were in different schools. He was the shy, quiet kind and I was the one with
many friends. I guess he did not come around much anymore. We never became
friends after.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">One fateful morning, a terrible news
flooded our community. L had commited suicide. Rumour has it that he was having
some serious problems in school. He was just 14 years old. The news spread like
fire. Everyone in school who knew him talked about what a sweet person he was. I
did not go to his funeral, but my friend told me that there were more flowers
than any funeral she had ever been. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So, even though I do not remember
much about him, whenever people talk about first kiss, I’d always tell his
name. And whoever other guys who would like to claim the title of being “My
first kiss”, I’m afraid they just don’t stand a chance. Thanks to the beautiful
boy who left me beautiful memories.</span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-70192913765273425382013-04-09T16:11:00.001+05:302013-04-15T00:32:04.377+05:30Two babies........<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">(Dedicated to Rosie)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The first baby has been named "John" by his grandmother. Baby John’s birth has been awaited with
much anticipation and excitement. A big party has been planned by his parents to celebrate his
arrival. A baby nursery with beautiful beige interior, pastel shade walls and
cork flooring, with an expensive baby crib and <span style="background: white;">masses
of toys and stuffed animals was waiting for baby John’s return from the
hospital. His father, a successful entrepreneur, wants his new born son to
become a doctor and he have his whole future and career insured. Newly born baby John is
chubby and healthy, because his mother never missed a single doctor appointment
and was nourished with the best possible diet during her pregnancy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The name of the second baby is "Matthew". Today, baby
Matthew lost his mother while giving birth to him, succumbing to the injuries
imposed by her drunken boyfriend who had been threatening her to abort the
baby. His father had been hospitalized for a month due to excessive alcohol
consumption, and the doctors aren’t sure whether he is gonna make it. Baby
Matthew have no other relatives to take care of him. There is just one uncle,
the father’s younger brother, but he refused to take Matthew, claiming he
cannot even provide for his own children. Today baby Matthew was handed in the
care of an orphanage run by the Roman Catholic Church. A worker in the
orphanage was fighting back her tears as she held baby Matthew in her arms, contemplating upon how God could allow such wretched fate for such harmless,
innocent child. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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one bit more, not one bit less. He knew them even before they were born. He placed
them in their mothers’ womb. He had their whole life planned, and will prepare
them for glorious living. He planned that baby John will one day grow up to be a world
leader who would promote peace and save nations. As for baby Matthew, God planned that he would one day grow up to be a
Pastor and will lead many lives to God.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-7558217192127764612013-03-23T20:20:00.000+05:302013-03-26T01:08:44.384+05:30Meanwhile in Mission Veng......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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cheerful, happy day for a certain family who lives in Mission Veng, Aizawl. It was the much anticipated day when their
beloved, darling daughter was coming home from a far away university where she
finally earned her post graduate degree, to finally stay at home forever.</span><br />
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planning by each member of the family. The mother had prepared all of the
daughter’s favorite dishes for dinner. She marinated chicken the previous night, all ready to be
put in the oven. The previous day she cleaned the daughter’s room, change the
curtains, bed sheets and even re-paint the room light green, the daughter’s
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brother was the one who did most of the planning and hardwork. He even got up
at 9 in the morning on a Saturday, because he had to shift all his stuffs like
empty potato chips packets, cigarette ashes, pile of comics, game CDs and
unwashed garments which he had littered in his sister's room during her absence.</span></div>
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took the day off from work only to pick her up from the airport. As he was waiting
for his niece at Lengpui airport, he called her up and asked her where she was.
The girl told him that she just landed at Kolkatta airport and would board the
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called the grandmother to inform her about the same. Then, the grandmother
informed the uncle’s wife, the uncle’s wife informed the aunty, the aunty then
informed the cousins, and the cousins informed the neighbours. The neighbours then
informed the neighbours' kids, who then informed the cats. Thus, it was a vicious circle. Then everyone gathered at the house, including the neighbour's cat, waiting for the V V I P, with their own personal motives in sublime anticipation, each with the big question in mind i.e. "What would she bring for me this time?" </span></div>
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she was a really nice girl, but everyone knew very well how their lives was
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busy year for the family, and the mother knew once her daughter gets home, she
would be relieved of 70% of the household chores. She can now attend her social
gatherings, shopping and church events without worrying for a second who will cook for
dinner and who would do the laundry. She can even sleep late on a school day
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thought to herself, once her grand-daughter gets home, she would have someone
to massage her back or pick her grey hair anytime she wants, and by anytime, it
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especially the girls, were keenly waiting for their sister, because they cannot
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and the neighbour’s kids too, had eagerly anticipated the girl’s return,
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-82912005527716412392013-03-19T01:47:00.000+05:302013-03-19T01:54:48.232+05:30My Delhi Woes....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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the past two years, I just could not develop that liking or feeling of
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I’ve been to places all
over India and I bet you’d agree, Delhi is among one of the worst places to
live. Even the people living in it will admit it is not a very glamorous
destination, which is stupefying given the fact that it is the capital city and
the biggest education and tourism hub in the countr</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">y. Infrastructure wise, yes,
I agree it probably is the strongest (metros, airport etc.) but if you talk in
terms of statistics and an environment conducive for women, the place is not
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first bad impression and experiences, I have listed few points why I don’t like the
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: purple;"><b>Not safe for girls</b>:</span> In light of the recent tragic rape incident and a survey by TOI which reveals that Delhi ranks the highest in rape and
sexual abuse cases, and 76 per cent of women claimed that they have been
sexually abused in one way or the other <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: purple;"><b>Pollution:</b> </span> Delhi is amongst the most polluted cities in India and
the number of deaths and other related health effects have been increasing at
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #ffd966;">Link :<a href="http://www.globalpost.com/dispatch/news/regions/asia-pacific/india/130131/new-delhi-air-pollution-worse-bejing" target="_blank">New Delhi
air pollution worse than Beijing</a> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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meter:</span></b> Delhi autowallahs never
agree to go by meter. As a result, people like me who cannot speak fluent Hindi
and aren’t familiar with the place are cheated over and over again by
autowallahs. It’s like we’re held ransom by a tyranny of autodrivers. I
remember the time when I paid 70 rupees from South ex to I.N.A station, which
by meter costs just 30 rupees. I can only imagine the woes of the foreigners
and tourist commuters. Clearly the transport department is flawed somewhere.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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you’re a person like me who do not enjoy going to pubs and night clubs and
parties, your only hangout places are the shopping malls. I guess what I meant
to say is I miss Mumbai’s Marine drive and my college and Chowpatty beach :-))<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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rare, authentic cuisine and exotic savory because when I was in Mumbai, there
was just one place near Vashi station where you get momos. When I came to
Delhi, momos were at every corner which I loved at first, but overtime it just
don’t appeal to me anymore since they were everywhere. So, I sort of blamed
Delhi for it :-)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The extreme weather is
intolerable, the screaming crowd, the never ending horn blasts, the
pedestrians, the animal feces, litter, the roadside dumps and the trash
everywhere!! </span></div>
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a lot of things I liked about Delhi too. The friends, the mizo church, the
rickshaw pullers who are really decent men unlike most autowallahs, the
shopping places and many more. It might not be the best place to live, but
definitely worth a visit.</span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-56430767694181054282013-03-03T02:34:00.001+05:302013-03-03T02:34:19.551+05:30Ok!! So here's the thing........<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The other day, I was transferring movies from my friend Esther’s laptop, and unknowingly, I copied some porn clips along with it. Yeah right..how was I
suppose to know it was porn? I swear I did not know it was porn!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It so happened that
the next day in class, my laptop was connected to an LCD projector for a
lecture. So before the professor arrived, my friends and I were watching some music videos and
movies in my laptop on the lcd projector. Then I accidentally opened the porn clip, thinking it was perhaps some new movie. I had saved it on the desktop with a bunch of other
movies and I played it, in front of the whole
class. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I could’ve died of embarrassment if it weren’t for my friend who turned
it off immediately before the rest of the class saw it. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Otherwise I could have
been forever called “The girl with porn in her laptop”. Geez!! Why do these things keep happening to me ?!! :-))</span><br />
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-71423688047632070532013-01-15T02:45:00.000+05:302013-01-15T18:06:31.268+05:30On death and dying.....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last night before bed, I opened my facebook account when I
saw the news about the death of a very
beautiful person I know splashed across my homepage. There were status updates
and facebook groups paying tributes about what a wonderful person he was and grieving how
he went so unexpectedly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I was just so sad. A pang of pain hit my heart. How
can someone so beautiful, so full of life and vibrant die just like that? Why do he have to
die so young? </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My thoughts went to the family
of the deceased. I know how hard it is to see your loved ones die. It is a gut
wrenching trauma that rips your heart </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">because you can’t comprehend the finality and
totality of death. It felt like the ultimate separation and ultimate leaving
of someone you love so much, so final that there is no going back. It seems
like all you could</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">do is hold their hand
at their last moments in the house while the Pastor gives the final tribute,
and you know there’s nothing you can do to stop it and you sat there biting
your lips while tears flood your face while you are absorbed by disbelief of
truth as sharp as knife.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then it made me think about my own mortality, and everyone
elses. One day y’know our time will come. I know it’s too morbid or gruesome to
think about it if we are healthy and happy. But death is real and sooner or
later it’s gonna happen. It could be a car accident, a disease, an epidemic,
cancer, a plane crash! A small lump in the throat could
paralyze me with fear.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I am so afraid of my loved ones dying. Sometimes
I keep thinking what would I do if someone I love died. If my brother do not
come home late at night, I start worrying whether he’ll come home safe or not. I
know it’s being selfish but I always wished I’d die first. It’s just that it’s
something I can never come to terms with though I know it’s inevitable.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I thought about my life today and what I’ve done with it.
What if I have just one more day to live? What if I were to die today? What if someone I love die today? I am so
scared of it that all I could do is seek the Lord because I know only He can
provide comfort. God created us, put us on earth for a reason, and I somehow
believe when he takes back from us, when we thought God has taken our loved ones away from us, I’m
sure He’ll have a reason too. His ways are
always perfect and He knows what’s best for us, and only in that faith can I
gain comfort. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;">Just maybe, in these diminishments, we can best experience God's love for us, for in our powerlessness, we can experience our need for a Savior and His ready embrace.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All I know is that I want to be ready when I stand before
God and that I have not wasted my life. But today, I am
ashamed that I call myself a Christian when I have never once prayed for a
friend who is a non believer that he/she might accept Jesus one day. I am
ashamed that I always have hundred reasons not to attend church. I am ashamed that somedays I get too busy
at work to spend even 2 minutes to thank God who gives me good health so that I
can do my work. I am ashamed that some nights I don’t even pray.</span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-78146162996586010762012-12-10T20:28:00.000+05:302012-12-12T15:51:41.565+05:30Letters to few people and few things and a ghost....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><i>1. Letter to my mate Taylor Swift</i></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Dear Taylor Swift,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hi Taylor, I just want to let you know that you inspire me.
You are so down-to-earth, genuine and beautiful, so humble and not cocky at
all. You show me how
normal girls can achieve big things in life. It’s literally impossible for
anyone to be sweeter than you. Hope you get all the happiness you deserve. I love you to the moon and back...XOXO</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2. <b><i>Letter to</i></b><i><b> auto driver who
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Dear Bhaiya,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bhaiya, though I might not always tell you, I want to thank
you for charging me just 80 rupees everyday from my home to college. Y’know if
I approach any other auto driver, they would charge me 120 rupees..and that
would be rather hard on my wallet…and Bhaiya, I think you’re nice because you
don’t try to start conversations with me like…”Where are you from?...Are you
from China…blah blah..” like other annoying autodrivers. You just come on time and quietly drops me to college. So,
thank you Bhaiya.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I hate you so much. I lost loved ones because of you. I wish
you never existed. I know some people like you a lot, even my very own
friends because you give them pleasure
for a while, but they should know you’re upto no good and you cause them more
harm than good...I mean look at their puffy face and fat plus sized belly!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <i>Dear Grey Coloured
Fur Coat from Lifestyle that costs 4999 INR,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I like you so much. You are exactly the coat I was wearing
when I was day dreaming myself to be the protagonist of a romantic movie during
my French lecture. Your texture, your colour, the way I fit perfectly inside
you, the way you keep me so snuggly warm..that moment I first laid eyes on you,
I wanted you to mine. But alas!! You are too expensive. I’m already broke and
it’s only the beginning of the month. So, dear grey coloured fur coat from
Lifestyle that costs 4999 rupees, perhaps I’ll come back for you when they put
you up for sale in January 2013. Sigh!! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Where were you all those years? I can’t believe I just watched
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-4662272941539320612012-12-07T22:56:00.001+05:302012-12-09T04:30:19.394+05:30OMG..This is totally weird!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last week, since my exams were
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serial. My friend <a href="http://www.facebook.com/aditya.s1987?fref=ts" target="_blank">Aditya</a> gave me two seasons of Family Guy. I watched two
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was walking along some deserted road which I really don't know where. All I could remember seeing was few airplanes streaking across the sky. Some were flying just few feet above the ground. The airplanes were like the ones from the movie Pearl Harbour. </span><br />
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silhoutte, masculine figure approaching me. It was like grey and blurry all
around me and it seemed like the only thing I could feel or see was that man who
was approaching me. He gets closer and closer and the next thing I remember was
that we were kissing (ewww!!!). It wasn't one of those gross, lust drenching, open mouth tongue twisted kinda kiss. It was more of a warm, friendly Tom Hanks/Meg Ryan kiss like in the end of the movie <i>You've Got Mail. </i>Then, I saw his face. I saw it clearly.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I woke up the next morning. It still felt so real.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The guy in my dream!! I know him. He is a guy
I hardly spoke to or interact with even though we're from the same social circle. I might’ve spoken to him once or twice in church. But I
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life. I don’t even like him nor do I dislike him either. He is just a
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But how is it possible that in my
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<i><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">“Dreaming is defined as the subjective experience of imaginary images, sounds/voices, thoughts or sensations during sleep. Dreams represent a world of imagery in which our darkest fears, deepest secrets, and <b style="background-color: yellow;"> most passionate fantasies break out from the unconscious mind</b> and only at this time become present to our own consciousness.”</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">LOL!! I guess I’ll have to contradict the scientific explanation because now I clearly do not have passionate fantasies for this guy, not in my conscious mind, nor will I ever!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I even met him the other day, on a sunday, after all the dream-kissing thingy. If it weren't for the dream, I would’ve hardly noticed his presence.</span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-55927693962452929602012-09-25T19:45:00.001+05:302012-09-25T22:47:47.858+05:30Understanding the male species.......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Every girl had that dream of finding that romeo, that knight
in shining armour coming in a white horse and rescueing her from the bad guy. The
tricky part is that in fairy tales, there is a very clear cut physical
distinction between the handsome prince and the bad guy. While the prince
looked cute and charming with a sword and his white horse, the villain or the
bad guy had a very long face and evil looks and you can easily spot them. But then you grow up and you realise this is not really the case, because the bad guy
is not so easy to spot anymore because in real life he looks cute and charming, he makes you laugh and
he got the most beautiful eyes. Unlike fairy tales, the bad guy doesn’t hold you hostage in some
tower in the forest. Instead he buys you flowers and chocolates. He holds you
and tells you he’d love you forever, but break your heart in the end. But that’s not
my point, and this post is not about how painful it is when a boy hurts a girl,
no.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After years of being in the <strike>dating world</strike> observing and trying
to understand the male counterparts, I finally knew that the perfect guy do not
exist. This jarring realisation is not instigated by any recent events, but
just an outcome of a long period of meticulous observation and indepth research
on the so-called mysterious (as they like to think so themselves) male species.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> First of all, the qualities I like most
about men is their simplistic nature. It’s funny how they can manage all their
stuffs in a small handbag when I needed two big size luggages. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Just so you girls might wanna know, these simplistic beings
come in different packages. I thought it might be easier to track whether the
guy is really the charming prince or the villain in disguise if you take note
of these points, because that would be like settling for Jacob when you
actually want Edward Cullen.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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jersey of their favourite team, habitually found parked on a sofa with few
bottles of beer and always engrossed in one sport game or the other. He might often lie to you
saying he’s going to work, when he’s actually going to a sports bar. He actually
have a very good heart, but try to engage him into a conversation during his favourite
game. You’ll fail miserably.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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remote in hand, beer and surfing channels. You'll have a hard time getting him out of the couch. Don't even think about getting him to help in household chores. He could be sweet. But you don’t
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But girls! Although you might not find that perfect guy, if he’s got a good heart and he makes you really really happy, though he might not be perfect, he could be perfect for you. After all, your happiness is all that matters.</span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-72803832832173664372012-09-19T01:45:00.002+05:302012-12-06T02:47:55.944+05:30Food for thought....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There is a story behind every person, on why they are the way they are. Think before you made snide remarks about others, because words can be painful and can destroy relationships and leave a scar. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Matthew 7:1-6 clearly states, “Do not judge, or you will be judged. For in the same way you judge others you will be judged and with the measure you use it will be measured to you”.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So,the next time you're about to boil over and insensibly bargain a rickshaw puller for charging you a little extra, think about how the poor guy must’ve had a really rough year, supporting his five children with a meagre 400 rupees a day. Think about how he must have had a terrible day, working under the scorching sun despite being sick and that he must be needing the money so much more than you do.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before you call that pregnant lady who works at the bank rude and pretentious, does it ever occur to you that she might just be having a bad day, perhaps financial problems, some issues with her family, a drunken husband maybe or whatever reason that cease her to smile. It was just your luck that you caught her at that time she was in a crappy mood. She might not always be like that.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before you chew on a juicy story about how your colleague really got fired, how that girl in your class do not wear good clothes or where someone’s boyfriend was seen after the party, before you speak, ask yourself… is it kind, is it really necessary, is it helpful or will I hurt someone ?</span></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">People make snap judgements that all night owls are lazy, pretentious and unproductive. This is not true because being a night person myself, many of my best writings are done at 2 in the morning and a recent study says that 70 percent of the scientists in America are night owls :-)</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is wrong to say that only 12 year olds listen to Taylor Swift and how people listening to her have really no taste in music. How does a person’s taste in music makes him any more intelligent or define who he or she is ? :-)</span></i></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-27431903140078180452012-07-29T04:06:00.000+05:302013-01-15T02:56:22.732+05:30It's okay to be pregnant......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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pregnant, and how incredibly blessed she was. I can't help thinking, if only I had the right words to tell her then, things might have been different.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But like I said, we were just 16. And at 16, life was all
about school, boyfriends, clothes, scholarships and getting into a good
college. We thought having a baby meant losing all of it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She was petrified to
tell her parents. The guy who got her pregnant told her to abort the baby, and
that he would marry her as soon as he got a job. Then they could have another
baby. I was the only support she had. We thought of telling her parents once,
but we were afraid they’d throw a hissy fit, that they might even throw her
out, given her dad’s status in church and community. She said she couldn’t bear
the thought of disappointing them. She knew they would be broken. They were so
proud of her. They were planning to send her to one of the best colleges.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Finally, she decided
to take the drastic step, which we both agreed was the best thing for her. We cried over the phone. It was a difficult decision for someone so young.
How I wish I was a wiser, better friend.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If only I could go back, and tell her what I know now, I’d
tell her not to be afraid and that abortion is just the easy way out for
someone who doesn’t have the courage to deal with his/her own actions, and it
only serves to hide the so-called embarrassment from others around you, your friends, church and the whole social community. I should've made her understand, that it was her body, and she have the right
and the strength to say ‘NO’ to abortion.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I would’ve told her to talk to her parents immediately,
because parents are the ones who love you the most.
They might be angry out of shock and disappointment, they might even yell at you and ask what the
heck you were thinking, but they will eventually understand in time. They only wanted
what is good for you, and they will love you and support you no matter how much
you disappointed them. And if you ever did have the baby, they will be the one who
would love your child the most.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wish I had the wisdom to tell her how my mom had me when
she was 17, and how no one, not even my own dad, was there to love and support
her. But she made it through, with a lot of strength and maturity, and never
once in her life did my mom ever regret having me. And I’m so grateful to my
mom for that, for giving me life. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">How I wish I’d assure her that it wasn’t going to be all
roses, not until the day she heard her baby’s first cry, that simple joy of holding her child for
the very first time.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If only I knew then, I’d tell her that it is okay to be
pregnant, then things might have been different.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-56595082223934774902012-05-10T00:45:00.001+05:302012-05-10T00:45:55.902+05:30Quarter life crisis....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Being 23 is tough. You feel weird when people actually treat you like an adult, at the same time you
realise you aren’t that young anymore, when you actually have to decipher your
16 year old brother’s facebook status as if it’s some kind of long lost language and
you’re like “What on earth is he trying to say?” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You spent your entire childhood
with eager anticipation for your sweet 16<sup>th</sup> birthday,
and then you turn 18, which was cool because you could now get married and you
get to vote and have a driving license. Then you turn 20, and then 21, which was
still cool. At 22 you’re in final year college, so it’s still okay. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then, “OUCH! “<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before you know it you’re 23
and then it’s not so cool anymore because the next year you’ll be 24 and then
25 the next, which means by the time you finish your education, get settled and
establish your career, you’d be like almost 30 which is such a profound
transition.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What makes it even harder is that
all your friends are getting married and having kids and you are like so single
that you have absolutely no clue at all who might be your future husband, you
can’t even think of a single guy to whom there might be a rare probability that you'll get married to. Forget about getting married, you don’t even have a person whom you are texting on the phone who
might someday be your boyfriend. So, when people ask why you're single or why you are still not married, you'd tell them how you are not really interested and how perfectly happy you are on your own but deep down, that isn't actually the case:-)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am not usually this pessimistic
but being a girl, these things occasionally do occupy your mind, quite frequently. sigh!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-56601307399205453712012-05-04T04:58:00.000+05:302012-05-04T06:12:54.346+05:30Some movie musings...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Apparently, I am a horror movie junkie. I love horror
movies, which makes no sense considering the fact that I scream whenever
someone pat my shoulder from behind and I jumped whenever I saw that scene from
“The Excorcism of Emily Rose” when her friend found her with twisted neck, lying contorted and motionless
on the floor. That gave me a pretty bad
scare for quite a few days. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love Japanese horror, Korean too for that matter. The
Hollywood horror genre has become stale, either it’s a remake of Japanese version or totally
predictable. I love how the Japanese come up with such bizzare, dark, twisted
plots which do not disappoint you till the very end of the movie unlike other
Hollywood versions with those jellylike hairy monsters which aren’t scary at
all (Hellraiser, Nightmare on Elm street, Texas Chainsaw Massacre).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But lately every Asian
horror I came across have that same white-clad, face coverd with long black
haired ghost girl which I find a little disappointing. Or it maybe because I’ve seen too much of it, that no amount of horror movie could not scare me
anymore but that was until last week when I saw this movie “Noroi a.k.a The Curse” and I was
like “This is it !!!”</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Noroi" is a Japanese genre one-camera documentary which made it
so real that it scares you bad, very bad. I especially loved it because there
is no vengeful-spirit black haired girl in sight anywhere in the movie. It’s a
must-see for anyone who loves horror though some scenes might give you few
sleepless nights. It’s at your own risk but it would be a shame to miss
something as good as this. And now that I am writing this post in the middle of
the night alone in my room, I’m starting to remember scenes which I really don’t
like to remember. Might as well keep the lights on:)</span></div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here's the trailer:-</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.....and the creepy bad ending..</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">P.S- I did not see this you tube clip before posting it here:)</span></div>
</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-5245712245205540832012-03-29T17:47:00.001+05:302012-04-02T04:14:00.185+05:30The tooth encounter......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was happily enjoying my late-night cuppa noodles while
watching a movie, when I bit something hard, so hard that it almost felt like
my jaw bone was about to crack and my tooth dislocated. I almost jumped out of
my skin when I found it was</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> a </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">tooth that
was in my cup noodles.</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At first, I was
not so sure of what it was, but the reddish brown blood-like stains in the
crevices sure made it look like human tooth. I felt nauseated I almost threw up
on the spot. The thought of having a tooth inside your mouth, not your own, but
someones else’s. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s totally gross you have absolutely no idea.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I was infuriated. The
fact that the product was of a brand I so loved and trusted for years made it
even more disturbing. First, I thought of bombarding it on facebook and tell the whole world not to ever buy the
product again. But then, before I resorted to such bootless act, I decided to
do something more clever. Morever, since I was having customer relationship management as one of the topic for my
marketing management project, I thought it would help me gain some insights.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, I promptly picked up my phone and dialled the number that was on the package.
I had to wait while they put me on hold for what seemed like forever and after they transferred my call several times, a lady answered the phone. She asked me the product detail, the
number and from where I purchased the product. She asked me whether I was
sure it was a tooth or could it be something else. She said I need to confirm
it first from a certified dentist that it was truly a tooth if I wanted to claim any
compensation or refund. Then, I will have to mail them with a photo of that tooth, along
with that confirmation from the dentist, the product details etc etc. Also, I
would need to write a mail to them if I wanted to file a complaint, and that
they would reimburse the shipping charge and that I would get refunds as soon as they received all formalities from me. She went on
and on about what needs to be done. Since I was already having a rather hectic schedule with my exams coming up the week ahead, I knew I wouldn't have the time to search around town for dentists who would approve my unknown human tooth. So, I decided to do them a favour by cutting the conversation by a “thank you, I
will get back to you ” and then end the call. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I knew in some places people sue for
millions in such cases. I don’t really want a compensation or refund. I just want
to eat tasty, hygienic noodles while watching my movie. One thing’s for sure I
won’t ever buy their products again. I just hope they won't repeat such mistakes again. With such big brand like theirs, it is truly unexpected. So, I kept my phone, put my earphones back
and went back to the movie, when my phone beeped, with the message,” Thank
you for contacting us. Were you satisfied with the interaction? Pls reply yes
or no to help us serve you better ”.</span><o:p></o:p></div>
</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-23934211743566835682012-03-14T04:04:00.001+05:302012-12-06T02:49:28.561+05:30family mission statement....sort of..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Something about the movie “My
Sister’s Keeper” struck a major chord
with me.</span><span style="line-height: 115%; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The
family love, the trust, the selflessness, the humility, the encouragement, the
hugs, the support...I was thoroughly inspired.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I couldn't believe after all these years of
incomparable love and support from my family, I had never told them how much I
love them, not to anyone, not a single word about love had been uttered. That cold, heartless side of me! I thought something must be
seriously wrong with me. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then, just when I was starting to
feel guilty about it, I also came to a jarring realisation that none of my family
members, not even parents or siblings, had never told me to my face that they
‘LOVED’ me, like actually saying out aloud. So, it's like a true win-win situation we have here.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I really don’t know why, but it
happens with many of my friends too. Three simple words but not easy to say
when it comes to a family member, even though you loved your family more than
anything. It could be because we believe action speaks louder than words so
there is no need to further say it out aloud, or we have taken each other for
granted and we are contented assuming that they know how much we love them. There’s
a saying,”Tell your loved ones how much you love them, because you never know
if there’ll be a tomorrow”. But when it comes to parents and brothers,
especially brothers like mine, it gets so awkward!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The ironic part is that if it’s a friend or your spouse or a
boyfriend/girlfriend, it’s so much easier. For instance, if I’m sms-ing an old
college friend, I would write something like<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: yellow;">“<i>Hey Melory, how r u?How’s
work?Call me soon</i>.<b><i>Love you</i></b>.”</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #ffe599;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That’s so easy. No awkward
moment, no sweat or blood shed, both on my side and the receiver’s side.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But if I’m sms-ing my mom, I'd do something like<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>“Hey mom, pls send me some cash
because I need to buy some books, and a little extra this month because I’m
goin to Shimla because it’s snowing there and I’ve never seen a real live
snow,so, please</i>.<b><i>Love you</i></b>”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">..and if I have to be more
precise...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>“Nu, naktukah poisa lo thawn rawh
ka nei tawh lo. <b>Ka hmangaih ce:-)”</b></i><b><o:p></o:p></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, I think that sounds awkward
and highly inappropriate!!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, you know what I mean:-)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I’ve seen in movies where the
mother drops the teenage daughter to college and before she left gave her a
kiss on the cheek with a quick,”I love you”. It's a very routine thing for them. Well, my mom and I had never had
that kind of moment. Not that we do not love each other. My mom and I are like
best friends. I guess it’s just that people are
different and we express our love in different ways, and it’s true many
times, actions do speak louder than words!!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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God who had planned and bind us together as a family and even if we don’t say
it aloud always, I know love is ever-present, and we can all feel it, like the oil
that causes friction, the cement that binds closer together and the music that
brings harmony. And for the record, I like my family best when we are silly and have small fights over silly issues and then laughing about it in the end.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I never believed there could be a Prince Charming, but I'm glad he proved me so wrong.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s like one of those rare exhilarating, unrelenting and thrilling moments in life which you wanted
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s like you’re completely and utterly smitten because he
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s like that panic wave or adrenaline rush when your cell
phone blows with his ringtone with his name flashing across the screen when you least expected it<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s like that moment you discovered he had really bad
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's like that uncontrollably delightful moment when you saw Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks kissing in "You've Got Mail" and you're like,"Ohhh! I know how that feels"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It’s like those times when songs like ,"Dance me to the end of love" suddenly make so much sense</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A few months back, I was travelling by Delhi metro with two
heavy luggages. I would have easily hired a cab or an air conditioned car, and
reach my destination with ease without being barbecued by the heat and being stormed
in the cheek-by-jowl crowds. But by far the cheapest option to get to Noida
from the airport happens to be the Delhi metro which seemed to be the most economically viable option for people like me.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I got down at Rajiv chowk to change lines. Unfortunately, it
was four in the evening and commuter
congestion tends to surge during this rush hour. When I stepped out of the
train and saw the crowd, I thought whether it was even practical to try to travel with luggages at that
time of the day. There were people everywhere, they stepped on my toes and I
was frustrated. I wondered why they were all in such a hurry, not even
bothering about people around them. It was so packed I could only move my head and had to move along
with the crowd and find a space to keep my head and breathe. The smell was not that pleasant.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> A few grumpy looking ladies gave
me that frustrated, mean stares and passing snide remarks as if they were
saying,”You have parked your luggage in my place”, or,”Get your friggin
suitcase outta my way” and this further soared my accumulated anger. There were
a few aggressive lurkheads, pushing violently from the back, shouting and angry
about who-knows-what. I tried hard to ignore them. It’s so hard to be nice sometimes. I was having a bad day. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I finally picked myself out of the mass of people, then
there was another obstacle I had to tackle. The elevator was not working and I
had to pull myself and the luggages up the stairs. So tired, I could barely
carry one bag, and I have to stop at each and every step to catch a breath.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then a man, probably in his mid 50s walked up to me out of
nowhere and asked,”Miss, let me help you with your luggage.” At first I was
taken aback and hesitated a bit. But the good man insisted even more. He
carried both my luggages all the way outside until I got
into a cab. He left in a hurry after that, before I could even thank him.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I lie in bed that night, I replayed the whole
incident over again. What that man did today might not seem like a big thing,
he himself might not notice, but for me, the little time he took to help others, that too a complete stranger and the random act of kindness he had shown to people in need, gave me so much
hope. I prayed wherever he might be, he would be blessed.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Small, little random acts of kindness, just two minutes of
your time you gave for others could mean so much to the other person, and it
could ignite a smile on their faces, brighten their day and give them hope. It couldn’t possibly
hurt us or won't cost a thing. We could be earth angels.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Moreover, I’m glad there are sensible people who still cares
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</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-88841900414065209322012-03-03T05:14:00.002+05:302012-03-03T05:21:27.809+05:30The Candle<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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of my old dust-ladened Chemistry
textbook. It was the poem which I wrote back in college which fetched me first
prize in an ON-THE-SPOT poetry writing competition. Here goes... </span></div>
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</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-10250467031741395002012-02-20T15:00:00.000+05:302012-02-20T02:42:11.860+05:30The Scooty-ing experience......<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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noticed every girl in the locality was driving a scooter. All my friends were
having it, and I instantly wanted one, though I knew I could barely ride it. I
became so obsessed, especially with my friend’s bright orange scooty pept with
flowers on the side, that I eventually started to live, breathe, eat, dream and
talk scooters. My mom said there would be no point buying it now since I would
be heading back within few days to Mumbai. I was a bit disappointed but I agreed she was right. But that did not stop me from achieving my “scooter” dream. I
packed my bags and board a bus to my
uncle’s place in Kolasib since he owns one (a bright red hero honda activa) and also the roads being less congested there, I
thought I could ride all I want.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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scooter on my own. First, I was a bit scared. But after many rounds from
Project Veng to Diakkawn, I became fairly confident. And then I rode faster…..
and faster… and faster. I almost felt like I was the best scoot-er-er in the
world. It’s so easier than what it looked like, I thought….<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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were only few other vehicles. I was too fast I guess, all of a sudden I lost
control over the handle. I remember panicking for a split second, and then I go ‘BOOOOOM!!
CRASHHH!!’What happened next I really don't remember. All I know was that it would make me dread scooters for the rest of my life.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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pretty harshly with deep abrasions on my hand and knee, it wasn’t so dramatic.
And at the very first moment I gained conscience after I fell, I decided that
scooters are deadly-dangerous creatures and should be avoided at any cost.
Thus, my dream of riding a scooter wearing a polka dot knitted cotton dress and
wearing matching helmets and matching nail-paints was crushed to the ground. I
was convinced that I would never touch or be near any scooter-stuff ever
again, because if I did, it would eventually kill me. Just the thought of
sitting on it still gave me chills back my spine. I hated scooters.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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me. "No special occasion, just for being a good daughter", she said. She asserted that I would love the gift so much that I might never wanna leave
home again. My brother told me that I would love the gift and it was exactly what I wanted, so, I thought may be it's a Blackberry phone, since I have mentioned it once or
twice that I needed a new phone. I've wanted a Blackberry for sooo... long!! I was excited...I even googled the Taylor Swift theme Blackberry skin cover in some fancy hot pink or purple colour....</span><br />
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</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-27602852100185024622012-02-19T14:00:00.000+05:302012-02-19T02:03:36.128+05:30Life lessons from sunday schools...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">From kindergarten to 12<sup>th</sup> grade of schooling, my
teachers would teach me just about everything there is to know, from ABC’s to algebra, Theory
of Evolution to Newton’s Law and all kinds of facts and figures, so that I
would one day grow up to be a tactful, nice and fine lady. Back then,
little did I know that the most valuable lessons in life and the things that
pulled me through series of the most unfortunate events of my life were the things that I
learned in sunday schools. The songs that were sung, the scriptures that were
memorised and the lessons that were taught are now the things that keep my life
undefiled and intact, a source of infinite wisdom leading me to a just path.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My family belonged to the Mission Veng Presbyterian Church,
and during my entire childhood, it was a very strict rule at home that on
sundays we should attend sunday schools and afternoon services, and should not miss
it unless we were like severely ill (y’know my grandmother). So, I always
attended church on sundays, right from beginner’s department when I was a
little girl to senior department in my early teens. I can still recall the
first time I gave my sunday school exam when I was 4 years old.The teacher
asked me who Samuel’s father was (a story from the Bible), I promptly
replied,”Apu Manga”, which was the name of my cousin Samuel’s dad. That teacher still makes fun of me even today :)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">There are
many fond memories of my sunday school days which I can recall, like the time
when I had a </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">crush on the boy who use to
sit just opposite when I was in senior department, who is now, of course
happily married with a beautiful baby boy. Anyways,
I never hesitated to attend Sunday schools. In fact, I thought it was a good
way to spend your school-off day and I even get to meet my friends and the best
part was that you don’t get homeworks and beatings from your sunday school
teachers unlike the teachers in school. I also enjoyed listening to stories
from the Bible and of course the singing. I never knew though, that it would have
such an immeasurable </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"> and profound </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">impact in my life.</span></div>
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every now and then circumstances dictate what direction I had to follow - not always in line with my personal choice. Just when I thought I got the hang of how it all works, I messed up. And
the time came when I had to decide for myself what kind of a Christian I would
like to be. It was at such times that I realised the gist of the Bible
scriptures which I had absent-mindedly retained from childhood. And these have been saving me
ever since, guiding my footsteps, delivering me from toil and strife.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">When life gets tough and things get tumultuous and out of hand, I'd turn to a scripture
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I thought about the story of Job and Abraham which was taught in sunday school.
They lose everything they hold dear but still did not complain or curse God and remained faithful despite their extremely difficult situation.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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said during a campaign for children in my church. He said there are just four
words that will guide you in your journey with Christ. Whenever you face any
situation, just ask yourself “What would Jesus do?” (WWJD) if He were in your position. This has been a
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Finally, I’d like to add, my life is an embodiment of
gratitude right now, and there are so many little things which I am grateful
for, I could write an endless list (which I’m planning to make it my next blog
post) but since you must be having a hard time finishing this ridiculously long
post, I’d make it short. I’m grateful
that I am a Christian.
I’m grateful for being a part of the Mission Veng Presbyterian Church and I’m grateful to all my sunday school teachers who had enriched my life in ways they
can never imagine. May God bless the church abundantly!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-68158264312621493842012-02-09T02:33:00.000+05:302012-02-09T04:59:09.881+05:30She's still looking out for me....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When I was little, I prayed every night that my grandmother would live a hundred years. In fact, I prayed that my whole family would live a very long life, but my grandmother’s name would always come first. Tears would well up in my eyes everytime other members of my family or anyone complained about my grandmother being slow and dropping and breaking things.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">As long as I can remember, my grandma had always been looking out for me. She would drop me off to school and sit and wait for me until school was over. In my</span><span style="line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="line-height: 115%;">school and even in church she was more popularly known as “Alvina-i Pi”, because we were always seen together. Every morning, she woke up at 5:00 to attend the morning prayer service. The church was her life, and she would read and tell me stories from the Bible every night before sleeping. I loved her so dearly and my heart would sink at the thought of her dying.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was the morning of 3<sup>rd</sup> April 2006 (the year of my sweet 16<sup>th</sup> birthday), my grandma passed away. It all happened so fast I couldn’t even cry .The moment she breathed her last, I ran up to my room because I was embarrassed to cry in front of so many people. I silently prayed “God, I thank you for the 83 years…but it’s just not enough…”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Two years back, four years since my grandma died, I was in Mumbai doing my grad. I was so pre-occupied with my life there, my friends, college and everything that I haven’t thought of my grandmother in a very long time. One fine day, it so happened that my laptop was stolen in the hostel, and I was too scared to tell my parents. I used my entire life savings for a new one as a result of which I became poverty-stricken and flat broke. I did not want to tell my parents and ask for help. I was so worried and the fact of not getting a new dress for my college farewell party was morose. Then one night, I had this really strange dream.I saw my grandmother.I could not see her face nor recall what she was wearing.It was all blurred, like a silhoutte. But her voice was so clear it almost seemed real .She said ,”Bawihte, engtikah nge I pa hian pawisa a rawn thawn dawn che a?”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The next morning when I woke up, I was still broke. I knew I would still be the only one not wearing a new dress for the farewell party, but I had this sudden surge of bliss and beatitude, because now I know my grandmother was still looking out for me, and she was there to help me get through this. I guess she’s in Heaven now, perhaps hanging out with Jesus or having coffee with Abraham and Peter. I can only imagine the smile on her face. So for now, I know I need not worry about anything at all because I somehow believe she’s still praying for me. So, I know I am always in safe hands.I thank God for reminding me time and again of how much I am loved.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div></div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-75065757412076293322012-01-26T05:32:00.000+05:302012-02-13T03:25:37.756+05:30for taylor swift<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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make.I can’t walk with heels and I am a big fan of Taylor Swift,and I’m
not even ashamed of it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">There!!! I said it!! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">I’m not trying to
convince anyone or make you listen to her music,and writing this would not make
her win more or less awards.It’s just that the girl deserves to be given credit
when it’s due.I know she can be a little awkward and might not have the best
“American-Idol voice”,but you have to admit,the girl is pretty clean cut.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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between 9-15,and it makes me crap hell happier to see them tuning to a Taylor
Swift number , then when they were on the GaGa-ism and Miley Cyrus
bandwagon.She’s the kind of person I want my sisters to look up to.She has a
pretty good voice , she knows her way with the guitar , she writes amazing
songs which made the whole world sing and there’s no need of ridiculous
meat-made costumes and pole dances.It’s just a girl in a dress with a guitar.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">A few of my very good
friends thinks she is the typical bubble gum pop,encouraging Princess-ism and
Fairytale-ism (which is so.. much better than Lady Gaga-ism) and I really don’t
blame them because even I had this notion with her initial singles.They were
brilliant but yeah,they were fairytale-ish I admit , but every decade she gets
better and better.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">Not every 15 year old
can write something like this….<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">“…back then I swore I was gonna marry
him someday but then I realized some bigger dreams of mine…….and in your life
you’ll do things greater than dating a boy in the football team…” -Taylor Swift 'Fifteen'<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">It’s just plain
words.Yet,so inspiring,from a 15 year old point of view.That is why I said
earlier,if I had a daughter,I’d buy her a Taylor Swift CD.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">I am not a crazy fan
trying to prove something here . Music is music,we all have our own choices.Music influences everyone in one way or the other.Your adolescent child is influenced by music.And if you care about your 15
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nieces and nephews,you might wanna know..<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;">And once again..to all
those gothic rock listening,baggy jeans wearing,black colour loving,body piercing
male chauvinists who supposedly loves to hate Taylor Swift,I’m telling
you..”GET A LIFE , KANYE”!!!:))<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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want to have kids of my own…but still, I wouldn’t have it any other way.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="line-height: 115%;"><i> </i></span><i style="line-height: 115%;">"Your little hands wrapped around my finger and it's so cold in the world tonight </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><i>your little eyelids flutter cause your dreaming so I tuck you in turn on your favorite night light......</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><i>Oh Darling don't you ever grow up...............</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 115%;"><i>..no one's ever burnt you..no one has ever left you scarred..</i></span></div>
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<i style="line-height: 21px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And don't lose the way you danced around in your PJs getting ready for school..</span></i></div>
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So,we're in 2012!!</div>
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And I'm a year older and I feel like I could sleep for the whole year.I've been busy running around,banging my head with my assignments and the cold Delhi weather taking it's toll on me,I've been coughing and wheezing ever since.Off to a pretty good start I should say..it's gonna be an interesting year ahead..</div>
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1.Get a 9 point..... CGPA in my exams.</div>
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2.Finish the Old Testament.</div>
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4.Thinking about the possibility of maybe considering the idea of waking up at 5 in the morning and exercising..(lately I've been a lil inspired by my Behavioral Science teacher)</div>
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8.Buy these furry slippers from Sarojini first weekend that comes.</div>
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</div>thegirlinthefadedbluejeanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15515215161315822126noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406104337244238072.post-49992288710207921122011-12-11T12:56:00.000+05:302011-12-14T16:47:40.638+05:30Christmas Jitters??!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">It’s been four years since I haven’t had that kind of Christmas and the Christmasses I’ve had during my college days the past four years were no different than any other public holidays to be painfully honest.I always knew how much this day meant and I remind myself the of true spirit of Christmas.But I guess it was just the absence of the whole Christmas spirit there in Mumbai which was almost offensive,no twinkly lights and no decorations or maybe due to the hot weather and half of the population not knowing what Christmas is.You probably need some snow in a place like Mumbai to get you out of the severe lack of Christmas spirit.I mean..c’mon ..Christmas is so much more than just a break from work.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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