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This is one of my favourite stories ever. And probably the only tragic one i really like. Mom and Dad introduced my sister and me to the magic world of books.We started off by reading Indian Comics-Tinkle,Indrajal & Diamond Comics,Amar Chitra Katha also Fairytales of all kinds. Lila Chanesar makes me feel happy and sad every time i read it. The version i read is ACK's.The love at first sight,the greed leading to separation,the anger,the sorrow felt by the separated.The terrible never ending love leading to the tragic end. This story (apparently a sindi folktale) makes me feel all...i dont have the right adjective here,everytime i read it. Every single time.

I just drafted a dukh bhari kahani....glad i did.Cause otherwise i would have blogged it! How you folks?

Some day I wish i will learn how to forgive

-All of us judge others,but what we do is also judge ourselves with a biast against others. -Our emotions are a way of reacting to expectations. -Very few of us actually know the value of money. -None of us can afford to be non materialistic. -All of us talk too much and think too less. -The minute we start thinking,we talk,hence our thoughts are mere decibilic. -Everybody has thoughts or feelings which they cannot totally express,even the frankest of people.And they all actually would like to vent out. - Everybody wishes that others would listen more. - A lot of us dream of the future and live in the past.

Self Introspection is scary!

Su: not me,her HER heart is broken me: ya wow you READ hearts from such distances too you must be really CONNECTED to her Su: yup yup am antaryameee me: lol imagine you in a yogi type qwhite long robe and sitting on a high seat and preaching Su: am ignoring u now me: am just visualising whatever you said thats all :D Su: :P me: dont cry su Su: am not crying am actually laughing now hahahahaha mwuhahahahaha me: what ghanakaaryam you did toi laugh soo much it seems? Su: first off: hahaha, that word ghanakaryam is SO our family type word... and to answer ur question: laffing coz that damn anti virus thing keeps saying operation successful but it doesn't work when i try it so it's lke: operation successfull but patient died YOU ASKED, remember me: lol lol lol lol Su: yeah yeah so wat else? how is ic and ur mom? and dad and mummy daddy, everyone, all busy with wedding prep, huh? me: everybody including our imaginary pets are good only ammamma is lil ill Su: u mean ur fluff friends, ...

All typos on my blog are attributed to numerological reasons. Also considering the world is full of typos,you could ignore the ones in virtual reality of my blog.

Talking to people reminds me why i like them so much. (and yes even the complete opposite of this)

amulya subramaniam shravan niharika varsha pooja silvester harika ravi cartman ganpath elizabeth victoria john yokozona modi takeshi cinderalla cujo shariffudin qutubuddin kenji / genji tenzing okami osama . 10downing ( hmmm I'd still say it isn't my kind of place,but yup i did like the Au gratin and had a superb time) (and to think of it i really dragged myself out of my place so that a friend wouldn't feel bad. good decision,since some of her other friends ditch marooed . And then the car ride to Runway9 (again a place i really didn't want to be at) the dumb-est of charades where i missed using our codes.But had a great time nevertheless. Varsha did try to cheat (being on our team) but hehehe we were all shareef and didn't listen to her (read didnt get any hints she was throwing at us). Then i go- karted . For the first time ever. It is sooo much fun!I mean cars are a different thing but i always wanted to go-kart. And Shravan b...

Hehehe Yes Sudz,I still stick to my words.

I am lucky as opposed to a lot of people in this way that i met all of them.And have visual memories of all. AT He was adoreable.He was really skinny and ill a lot.He had a game he played only with me..he would close both his fists and do a lil dance with his hands.(We play that game with kids rememebr,which 'mutti' mein the chocolate or chalk or xyz is there?well this was similar but without anything in the mutti) He used to mix rice into soft 'muddalu' and feed my sister ,me.He sang strange songs and ryhmes (this is soo heriditary..my mom has it,my sis and i think even i am showing symptoms of it).He came to pick us up from school whenever he could in his chocolate brown coloured Maruthi 800 (Man,what memories i have of that car).I remember this one time I was reciting the phrase we learnt at school all the way back home. "Biting nails is a bad habit" One fine day,a maid came and told us that the feared had happened.Mom,Sis & Me. (i think dad went before...

To all those people who have had break ups in the last few months.Here's to them. (And additionally to dearest Roy) Hope your hearts heal, How you feel better. To some of them,You were too good and glad this happened. To some of them,It was never meant to be. To some of them,Life is more than just her,please look beyond. To somemore,Oh! you dramatic people get a life. To all of you,future is not just a word so Cheers.

So here are my statistics three fourth of the world (includign all kinds of creatures) are drama kings and queen and the inbetweens (like though creatures we learn in biology). among the remaining one fourth on part are sheer idiots,one part pavam dumb cases,one part smart,one part people i'd like to meet (very specific qualities). The last one fourth of the one fourth is my utopia. The first three fourth,welcome to my world.I seem to know all these people. And they must udnerstand this,apart from silly tensions in life.I am a happy person with sadly no ability to think ill for someone...wholeheartedly.(Except in during the past test series for Andrew Symonds and Ricky Ponting) PS: I dont need anymore ''''intellectuals'''' in my personal life. So if you are one and reading this blog by some fulke.Shoo Shoo.