<?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-4601712809285250129</id><updated>2012-02-11T15:52:57.507+05:30</updated><title type='text'>JuSt me...</title><subtitle type='html'>JuSt me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5267893118601883028</id><published>2012-01-11T21:47:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:07:53.905+05:30</updated><title type='text'>me and my Lil one</title><content type='html'>Cant think of anything else...Its almost like life has taken a total turn and into a new road which completely defines a new ME and the only role am playing is "MOM"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even to freshen up and demand for that hot cuppa depends on what my lil one is upto...if he needs me, then I don't even keep track of time, my bed is not even done until noon, talking to him and feeding is all I would have done but that itself takes away half my day and changing the nappy is my expertise now!!! I catch up on newspaper when he takes his short nap in the morning and grab breakfast while he bathes.....Lunch is when he is playing with amma and with half mind look at him and eat whats in plate...by noon is when am so much done and muscles aching and he is the most active one demanding all my attention...we take a walk together in balcony and the soft breeze puts him to sleep while I debate whether to go to bed with him or catch up on other activities...I would have loved to read a book or clean my wardrobe, call my fren or even drive to my fav coffee joint, check FB or just useless talk with hubby but none happens really....i do rest my back for soemtime and soon hear him calling me in his own language and am all up to the feed...he looks at me, eye to eye, smiles and those lovely dimples just gives way to loads of happiness and a beautiful feeling which I have never experienced...am Back all energetic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids in the apt are back from school and they form my new set of frens...evening is when I take my lilone to watch these kids play and while they relax taking breaks from their running and screaming, I start my questions..I ask and they answer right from School, studies, games, projects, dance, hobbies, homework, clothes, fashion, teachers..name it and I would have asked..Its the MOTHER in me, that has started to dream about my lil one growing up..the kids answer me with so much interest and extra details that am so much in love with bringing up Gigee!! With many questions to ask t'row and many dreams for my lilone,I shall sign off..time to feed Gigee and hit the bed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVING MOTHERHOOD!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5267893118601883028?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5267893118601883028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5267893118601883028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5267893118601883028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5267893118601883028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2012/01/me-and-my-lil-one.html' title='me and my Lil one'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8044066258489469511</id><published>2012-01-01T19:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-01T19:41:19.755+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Year..WELCOME 2012!!</title><content type='html'>Yes its 1st day of 2012 and in the evening am relaxed sitting next to my lil one, feeling somuch at ease ( which is usually not ME)...&lt;br /&gt;There are train of thoughts which I want to pen down so will just go with the flow.....&lt;br /&gt;First wishing my blog friends great 2012...do what you feel like and enjoy life to the fullest...&lt;br /&gt;I have lost touch on many posts and need to spend some time on it before I lose track!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice beginning of day1, with Gigee not troubling me much and infact conversing with me in his own language for a long time and dutifuly his morning nap...wished family and close frens....it was simple food at home...its a time to remember for ages since its with my parents, my sis, TINTIN and my lil one at home..Hubby is traveling back home from his short trip and we missed him soomuch..best part being Neha visiting us in the evening and taking us for a drive...My lilone loved her company, listening to her sing songs, rhymes and her sweet talks...we could not have asked for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hubby not reachable for past 2 days, it was a pleasant feel to get his messages and life rolled back to normal...More than a decade and still cant do a minute without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ensured to plan my year well, since I would not be working and my Crux of activity would involve taking care of Gigee...I would love to make some spare time and make some productive use and learn something better each day..planning is in progress and will update in this space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished REVOLUTION 2020 and loved it..Though Chetan's books are different( its more Bollywood types ) from the other one's I still like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the highlight of the day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8044066258489469511?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8044066258489469511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8044066258489469511' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8044066258489469511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8044066258489469511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2012/01/new-yearwelcome-2012.html' title='New Year..WELCOME 2012!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8510774696936831143</id><published>2011-12-18T09:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-18T09:39:40.667+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BACK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h1ZeBe_OL6w/Tu1ncKVl3sI/AAAAAAAADR4/hzufvey_qZI/s1600/HNS_7125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h1ZeBe_OL6w/Tu1ncKVl3sI/AAAAAAAADR4/hzufvey_qZI/s320/HNS_7125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687315637947719362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been heavily crazy with my lil son keeping me busy all 24 hours from past 3 months ( almost)..With my sister's son also present, its been driving us MAD and the feel is simply superb...&lt;br /&gt;Its been a beautiful experience of handling the boys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial two months for me and sissy were filled with queries and FEAR, which gave us no space to enjoy the new arrivals...It was a MESS in short. The crying and feeding part were the toughtest for me to handle and I almost said AM DONE....I didnt realise when did I start to enjoy the same FEAR and slowly understood the demands of the lil one...It was the bonding session and loved the cuddling in trun those tootless smiles flowing now and then!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so am back......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...i Love dressing my lil one, we call him "GIGEE"...Though its not his official name and the Naming ceremony is in Feb...The search for names is ON, but am not too keen except that it has to be SHORT. Coming back to dressing, I have been crazily picking up clothes inspite of knowing that its a complete waste since they are growing and within a month its small in size for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started taking Gigee for small walk in the Balcony and he loves it...Its his fav pass time, along with listening to my stories after his feed....He has slowly started to look at me when I speak to him and smile, as if he understands what am teling ( ahhh!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8510774696936831143?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8510774696936831143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8510774696936831143' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8510774696936831143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8510774696936831143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/12/back.html' title='BACK...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h1ZeBe_OL6w/Tu1ncKVl3sI/AAAAAAAADR4/hzufvey_qZI/s72-c/HNS_7125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-2814161164287078998</id><published>2011-10-19T22:18:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-19T22:23:23.628+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Baby boy!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's baby boy on sep 22 nd! At mom's plAce going through sleepless days.  Nights but thrilled to have my son next to me. Both of us r getting used to our new routine. Pls suggest names from "s" . AMA doesn't allow me to touch my notebook so will be posting short posts from my new iPhone.   The hubby for the gift it's really helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-2814161164287078998?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/2814161164287078998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=2814161164287078998' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/2814161164287078998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/2814161164287078998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/10/baby-boy.html' title='Baby boy!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-829262734660570487</id><published>2011-09-21T15:28:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:42:03.261+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stay Calm....</title><content type='html'>Dear me, STAY CALM&lt;br /&gt;Its about my mind, cleansing it and preparing it to stay calm.&lt;br /&gt;REASONS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Am restless and stressed physically, unable to move freely, those less frequent contraction pains and confusion of should I GO TO DOC OR NO, etc..... and totally accept it and am completely ok with the reasoning here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; The frequent questioning from all around as to whats happening...I mean its the family, neighbors and frens who CARE but its giving me negative vibes of WHAT ANSWER shuld I be giving me here? I just can't assume pains and go !&lt;br /&gt;On contrary, varities of food flows in for me and I relish them without regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; AT Home, 24/7 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Post delivery "ADVISES", which is important but am not able to give it a calm ear for its reasons the way its put across, sometimes getting too repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, post this venting out session should feel better. I need to relax!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-829262734660570487?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/829262734660570487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=829262734660570487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/829262734660570487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/829262734660570487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/09/stay-calm.html' title='Stay Calm....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6330940617595956230</id><published>2011-09-19T10:46:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:12:19.981+05:30</updated><title type='text'>39th WeEk...still counting</title><content type='html'>Seems like my lil'one is cozying up inside, just not wanting to come out. I have been spending most of the time to carefully watch its movements or any signs of Labor. Added to this, its hubby's constant questioning on whats happening and the "waiting" which adds to my confusion and checking the date again the calender and wondering when's the d-day!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, this might be the case of most of women in their last week of pregnancy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKEND was good, added to the wait and checking the symptoms I managed to continue my frequent walks outside home and catch up with hubby ensuring he listens to all my crib in life, eat all that I feel like and best was the unplanned Lunch with N&amp;amp;G at Pai. I did my li'l shopping on linen's at Fab India and have packed my Bags for the Hospital. Have kept things in place and my wadrobe looks clean...Can't think of anything, except for the last piece of work which is the hand made photo album for my lil'one is pending. I shall paint it and keep it ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not sure how long will I not be allowed or be able to open my laptop and write again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6330940617595956230?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6330940617595956230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6330940617595956230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6330940617595956230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6330940617595956230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/09/39th-weekstill-counting.html' title='39th WeEk...still counting'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7848979939965576963</id><published>2011-09-14T14:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-14T14:59:47.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Things that made me SAD n HAPPY this WEeK...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Dumb thing I have done this week&lt;/span&gt; –&lt;br /&gt;Following the Kannada actor Darshan’s episode in TV &amp;amp; Newspaper..I have no idea how horrible can these ppl get so jobless and shameless and drag thei married life ( which is drowning) to Public, make a fool of themselves and LATER after all the drama get tired, take a U-Turn to what they stated, make mends in front of public, police and all ……This is half a page story covered in news papers from past week and entire hour episode in all local channels…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I had no option but to catch on something like this thinking that this Actor- husband who is all freaked out in fame and name and end up wretched with his wife will be bought into light and given his well deserved punishment but all in VAIN…So tat calls for me to say that I have enough time to be wasted so beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Other things which am not happy about….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pestered Hubby to get me a PAINT BOX, while I planned to pick up few small pots from road side and JUST PAINT them…I had decided not to check any designs but to Paint my mind and vent out the boredom in me. Now Paint is here from past week and has not moved post that. I have reasons but I would not like to do that in my space – Giving reasons, ahhhh Maybe weekend will try to pick up a small pot …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am yet to give my new saree blouse for stitching, this time have thought of an old style for the sleeves….. I want to do this before my PAINS start, but still wonder why am holding this when the lady is just across the road. I need this for the first function at home; for my Lil’ one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;…..Am upset I handled few things badly few days ago. It’s the FEAR of “NOT SURE” what, that makes me hold what I want to really say and end up saying few things which has a mix of DIPLOMACY and there I come down BANG to square ZERO to my thoughts. I was working this out in my mind for quite long, but lost another chance to speak up what I want. BANG BANG…..Not good at all and have lost few hrs of my sleep in the night.  I plan to write the pointers and work on them again. I will try since I NEED MY SPACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Things am Happy about……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movements of lil’one continue to excite me and make me happy…Maybe one of the only things after I quit my Job and many things I have let go off from past year;  which makes me feel nice and right about Life. I don’t read too many things, but reality is I talk and touch her/him and wonder AND SMILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT is ‘&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;A prisoner of birth&lt;/span&gt;’ BY JEFFREY ARCHER….amazing read and plan to finish this week. My love for books is more than those movies which I used to be crazy for. Not a single movie has excited me in TV from past month…(or) mayb&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9L8wbMs6Y8/TnBz1DZR49I/AAAAAAAADRc/K4IUYA4BctQ/s1600/803b3e00d79c84e590cf0e86d52cc7a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9L8wbMs6Y8/TnBz1DZR49I/AAAAAAAADRc/K4IUYA4BctQ/s320/803b3e00d79c84e590cf0e86d52cc7a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652144887631569874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e its my patience lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby tries his best to accommodate his work place and time so he can spend more time with me. I really appreciate this and have no idea what I would do without him. He is simple amazing and so understanding since he is going out of his way to keep me normal. He keeps his cool and balances my unwanted thoughts and&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; JUST CAN’T DO WITHOUT HIM! Love u Gu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me post this pic of our's, which is my fav now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7848979939965576963?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7848979939965576963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7848979939965576963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7848979939965576963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7848979939965576963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/09/things-that-made-me-sad-n-happy-this.html' title='Things that made me SAD n HAPPY this WEeK...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9L8wbMs6Y8/TnBz1DZR49I/AAAAAAAADRc/K4IUYA4BctQ/s72-c/803b3e00d79c84e590cf0e86d52cc7a5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1311993453496756291</id><published>2011-09-08T10:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-08T10:40:52.524+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stop ThE CrAp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing much to say...just a venting out of "Cut the Crap" ...&lt;br /&gt;Am I feeling better??? not sure, but this is all I can write since I can't talk ........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1311993453496756291?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1311993453496756291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1311993453496756291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1311993453496756291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1311993453496756291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/09/stop-crap.html' title='Stop ThE CrAp!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5151043652493430479</id><published>2011-09-07T10:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-07T10:42:06.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>9 months...</title><content type='html'>Well, just going through “CraZY Mood Swings”, waiting for the DDay and its kinda weird waiting and imagining what’s going through inside…anyways, so to feel better, here comes this post!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch loads of those never ending soaps in TV and that keep me a little occupied while I enjoy the Humor from Star world soaps, it’s the crazy clothing and nautanki from Star Plus which gives that added flavor for my day. Next are those lovely cooking shows from TLC, Good times which is a TREAT for a foodie in me and try them, which is the result of me having my own cooking book now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its surprising that inspite of hubby loading the shelf with DVDs, I have not shown the interest to even watch one of them and I fail to understand this sudden “DISINTEREST’ since I always wanted to watch them back to back when I have this time. So My interest levels have changed – Conclusion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Grisham’s SUMMONS keep me occupied during my ‘low on energy’ times and when I strongly feel sleeping is just a waste of time. I need REST, but at end of day, its all what we THINK. What if am completing my 9th month, I assume am one of the most active preg lady in third trimester who has not least bit cut down on my household chores, even at times when we don’t have a MAID which has added to that Extra helping hand to MIL and still ok physically.&lt;br /&gt;Am even done with changing sheets for this fortnight…yippeeeeee !!!!! My ‘to – be – born’ is not cribbing and I patted it for being such a cutie pie and helping me all way…&lt;br /&gt;Well back to what am I upto…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the MAID is one hectic job and never knew it can get this nerve whacking…After one long week of search ( Wish there was a HR agency near home for this kinda job) we have finalized one lady, who still seem to be  in doubt ….Now the decision maker on few priority things is MIL so I can’t even say PLeaseeeeeee  join us and I will hike your salary with Bonus and blah blah……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(Am I sounding like a Indian Homemaker now??? Hubby will be happy)…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month long of no office work and salary, Kinda very deplorable….More pain - the salary part, which puts me off since I wanted to pick up another RAW silk for Ganesha Habba and had to stop myself from spending …FIL was generous enough to see my fading mood and to gift me with the most expensive saree of my lifetime ( Happy meeeee!!!!) and a stare at hubby saying I need my dose of shopping else am not myself  So added to the Silk saree, I got my Nike Jacket from Hubby last evening ( Double happy!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(Am I sounding like a obsessed shopaholic, pardon me since its all fair in the 9th month pregnancy- what say?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stocks are down and Gold rate is too high, the riches are walking towards TIHAR Jail is all I understand from News channels these days and totally FAIL to understand the post ANNA’s episode now. So all complicated things kept aside, I still manage to read quite a few details from TIMES everyday, so I do not emerge BLANK, when am kinda ready to lead the normal routine months from now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well….concluding this post now…soo many things to update but will keep for my next post....just &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;counting days&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;missing hubby&lt;/span&gt;….Its bright and sunny outside….taking a deep breath, letting go off my frustration on some unwanted things and taking in some positive energy….smiling….Life is what we make out of it na &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5151043652493430479?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5151043652493430479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5151043652493430479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5151043652493430479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5151043652493430479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/09/9-months.html' title='9 months...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6162326782715474236</id><published>2011-08-26T15:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:20:49.442+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Update on 26th Aug</title><content type='html'>&gt; Strongly feel like Having yummy dessert, now that I just finished good Lunch at home. Am imagining a bowl of rich cream, chocolate sauce and some mix of ice cream flavors with jelly and so on........Maybe this should be covered this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Hubby is not keeping well from past 2 days and its kinda increased today, so he is at home. It pains to see him so SICK, am just unable to even sit near him and hold his hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Working and office and related sounds so alien to me, now that am on a long break. Its kinda weird am going through this "AT HOME" types, trying to see what interests me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Am "ANGRY" with few things around and its not mood swings. But can't voice it out and its running within my veins which needs to be calmed down. Its sad that you have to keep quite, smile and show off the DIPLOMACY, just feel like shouting things out...OUTBURSTS needs some real preparation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; There is a small function at amma's place this Sunday and it will be an evening with difference and devotion,with cousins and concluding with some yummy dishes for dinner. Hope my 'To be born' enjoys it, since its for its sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ShoPPING is something which excites me Morning-Noon and Night, Anytime and Anywhere! This is the only topic which I keep talking to hubby about and he is slowing getting mad at me these days...I mean, whats the HARM if you enjoy speaking and not even end up spending like that?????? Like, I did not buy iPhone inspite of he insisting me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Vegetable Garden is on my mind for quite sometime......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6162326782715474236?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6162326782715474236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6162326782715474236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6162326782715474236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6162326782715474236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/08/update-on-26th-aug.html' title='Update on 26th Aug'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9198059887257212171</id><published>2011-08-20T15:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-20T15:47:35.596+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Hubby dear</title><content type='html'>Three years of marriage and one of my friends over phone while wishing me for the anniversary said “you both still behave as if you are dating in college”…..I agree- since I still show off in public display that am so crazy about my hubby….It’s one of the bestest things to have happened in Life and every moment is cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly wish to keep track of every single day of the journey with hubby and keep recalling and even share them with my ‘to be born’ at a later stage. Isn’t it fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, back to this day and our plans..We did discuss on lot of shopping stuff and but have decided to keep things on hold. Doesn’t sound very much like us since we love to spend on each other and Hubby’s surprises are always a killer….but this yr doesn’t seem to be the typical. But dining out together – YES- Just me and Hubby (Its quite shocking since we never do that without our gang of frens) is something which deserves a special mention today. The place to dine is still under planning but am sure I will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifez moving with my books around me, those cooking shows in all channels, some funny soaps in Star world to star plus, reading and adhoc assignments, walking and usual phone calls, questioning myself why my parents fast so much to feasting on sweets every day, managing BP fluctuations to those leg cramps and enjoying movements and talking with my to be born…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..Happy anniversary Hubby!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-9198059887257212171?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9198059887257212171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9198059887257212171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9198059887257212171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9198059887257212171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/08/happy-anniversary-hubby-dear.html' title='Happy Anniversary Hubby dear'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4245854859706695048</id><published>2011-08-13T08:28:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-13T08:51:19.390+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Long weekend...</title><content type='html'>Its long weekend for the working class couples and most of my frens are heading out of Bangalore as per the FB update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if I had a chance to get away like this; I would be planning to Dubai with hubby (or) Maybe some Island for 5 days. Would have spent last few days shopping for the trip and packing ( wooowww!!!!) and would be browsing net to check on all the places would like to Visit...would be talking on and on with hubby in the Flight while relishing new cuisines and drink...would be trying out my new outfits and shopping non-stop...to experience a new place is a BEAUTY in itself and a new place never fails to refresh me. I have a list of places mentally typed which covers most places in the WORLD which needs to be covered yet....Including almost Entire INDIA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL-WELL-WELL, being a PISCEAN I spend my time day dreaming and imagining things which takes me places and gives me the new HIGH...Am happy to be dreaming and having so much to look forward to in life, even if its not a reality FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR NOW, its just back to imagining hows my baby doing, content with those kicks inside, worry when it's not, try to feel it and talk, dreaming of how its gonna be when its born andso many other things depending....&lt;br /&gt;Have stepped into my 9TH MONTH officially! Its GREAT to have reached here and just Prayers ON for a healthy baby. This is a Phase which I had never dreamt or Imagined before, but its so BEAUTIFUL!!!!! Most of my talks with hubby just revolves around her (since hubby wants a daughter) and there's just nothing else which seems like a priority now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the scary quotient is more that the count down has begun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Long Weekend to all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4245854859706695048?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4245854859706695048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4245854859706695048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4245854859706695048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4245854859706695048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/08/long-weekend.html' title='Long weekend...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8293107282668394089</id><published>2011-08-11T08:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-11T08:37:48.503+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Old FreN</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday met with an old fren…A complete day of nostalgia, with both of us revising on the past grandeur when we were all working together, taking tea breaks to doing Lunch together, the silly incidents with our colleagues, those onsite and shopping and going over the old photographs was simply pleasant. It was much needed dose for me since need the content of who I was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after the Nostalgia ride it was Lunch at NANDINI and more catching up of things about our present lives and then we headed to the SPA! A nice pedicure while it poured outside just added to the rejuvenation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary was angry with hubby since he spent less time with us on Sunday. I miss holding his hand and talking…just talking without aim or reason, demanding things; which is missing now….It sounds silly but can’t help that I just can’t do without him….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While am posting this, am into another mess which is troubling me....so let me sign off and THINK of the possible ways to come out of this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8293107282668394089?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8293107282668394089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8293107282668394089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8293107282668394089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8293107282668394089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/08/old-fren.html' title='Old FreN'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-74997747245869013</id><published>2011-08-05T11:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-05T11:35:03.421+05:30</updated><title type='text'>story of south Indian - Orthodox - Brahmin Family :)</title><content type='html'>It’s a succession of festivals at mom’s place and what a alter life am getting to experience living here…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day starts with listening to mom and dad prepare for pooja and recite, with some devotional songs playing at the backdrop and seeing those Diya’s lit and flowers arranged all over ‘Devara mane’ and amma running around to prepare for Navidya ( Offering to God). I don’t follow too many things except that I know what day is it and what festival is being performed along with a rule that I will get my breakfast only after I take bath and take theertha ( That’s holy water in English, though not completely true!). So I listen to them sing and Pray;  while holding my cup of tea and newspaper in my room, enjoying the soft cold breeze , all thanks to Bangalore early morning weather.  This is the time I try catch up on all the news for the day and plan for next 15 hrs ahead of me, which looks so uniform….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Meditation plan doesn’t fit at that time since my tummy starts knocking and time for me to freshen up and demand for Breakfast.  Their pooja continues until half my day, while I browse the net and try to fill my head with some information and knowledge before I go blank about the where abouts near me. It’s a constant effort am putting not to use this break like a Literal break, but to keep myself engaged with everything around so I do not miss the other side of the coin. My offline projects for this company has slowed down but maybe that’s how it is when you want to work from home. In between dad advises me to be little God fearing and listen to some music which is good for the kid, for which I nod my head and there it stops. I don’t want to hurt him but I want to do things which I enjoy.Its so easy to tell them what I want and dislike....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also finds some DVDs in my drawer which reads Ragini MMS, Shaitan and Murder 2 and gets his shock of life. There is a long advise on how I should avoid such movies at this time,health of the to be born,  without giving me a chance to explain its just stored there and haven’t watched nor have the intention.&lt;br /&gt;Ufff, that’s when I just question their lifestyle and boommmm...blahhhhh……we are all silent…doing our own work for next few hrs….I try helping mom for cooking and thats when they have their first meal for the day…I serve with lot of advises from my side on their age and health and blah blah ….. Watching them eat after a long gap!&lt;br /&gt;I silently pray for their health...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A walk with mom in the evening, catching up on all the gossips while watching those lovely bungalows nearby is such a treat...I go on and on about my dreams and passion in Life and surprisingly she listens, No advises and No judgements and am Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Back home, Dad has his own story to share with all of us getting into arguments with different opinions from each of us...It just goes on....\&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I need the remote before he takes charge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alter life isnt it…..but love them….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-74997747245869013?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/74997747245869013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=74997747245869013' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/74997747245869013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/74997747245869013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/08/story-of-south-indian-orthodox-brahmin.html' title='story of south Indian - Orthodox - Brahmin Family :)'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7035609320554936558</id><published>2011-08-02T17:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:19:36.194+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Third Trimester</title><content type='html'>I had listed few things in my mind as an action tracker during my idle moments/days; at those instances when I was so busy at work, then back home to the daily chores on preparing dinner or rest of help and left with those few minutes to catch up on one daily soap in TV, a very few minutes to chat with hubby and never knew when I used to drown into deep sleep until the Alarm rang. No Complaints and absolutely love the life where u have no time for being IDLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now when am at a stage of being IDLE for time being, I have gone blank. I try to recall that list of things I always wanted to do, but seem devoid of interest. This is not good feel since I had kept few things aside for this stage say like reading those books, catching up with old frens, trying out new food joints and cuisines, experiment some handmade bags, Join Painting class, Meditate and Yoga, cooking and so on….I wonder where did the interest or the want vanish, not to blame but few of them are restricted due to my last trimester am at. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third trimester has its own beauty, since you feel and bond more with the 'to be born' which comes as a pleasant surprise package. &lt;br /&gt;so most of the time its about my baby kicks, taking care of my sleep patterns, those medicines, those advices and all the package that comes to you when you are preggy.  I enjoy talking to my 'to be born' and watch the excitement my hubby goes through when he sees those kicks; which keeps me alive mentally for the entire day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7035609320554936558?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7035609320554936558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7035609320554936558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7035609320554936558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7035609320554936558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/08/third-trimester.html' title='Third Trimester'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3981984228687421418</id><published>2011-07-25T20:06:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-26T09:03:25.780+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WeekEnD....</title><content type='html'>Ah Bliss! Sitting in the theater and zoomed away to a out-of-routine time for those 2+ hours, watching my beloved stars pilfer away from realism in the true bollywood style, loved ZNMD. &lt;br /&gt;It was simple, fun and light - Just exactly what I was looking for.....I just had to relax, with continuously popping the corn and enjoying every scene, dialogue, the clothes, the location, the travel..ahhhh such a treat…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you wondering if this needs so much description ( it was just about watching a movie!), oh YES! This is something which I have been longing for quite some time now and should plan more often to visit theaters irrespective of the company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am pretty content with my weekend, not to miss the mention of the “SURPRISE” I got from hubby. He has always been the one who plans and often surprising me and that’s one of the highlight of our decade long relationship. I still wonder how he manages to keep me kicked about things...This time it was HIDESIGN ……..&lt;br /&gt;I badly want to post the pic, but unable to get the bluetooth connected between my phone and lappy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3981984228687421418?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3981984228687421418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3981984228687421418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3981984228687421418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3981984228687421418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/07/weekend.html' title='WeekEnD....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4985557327788987050</id><published>2011-07-23T09:13:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-23T09:21:38.632+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SALE-SALE-SALE...</title><content type='html'>AHHHHH!!! Its so very tempting..Wish I could just pick my handbag and end up shopping until I drop...&lt;br /&gt;Every morning when I open the Times, I only see the colorful names with the tag sale next to it and takes me to a land away from reality, imaging filling my wadrobe with all these stuff......&lt;br /&gt;This is something which am looking so forward in few month now, to get back to shopping!!!! Am gonna redo the entire stuff..wow...a new role to play, a new identity and will be entering my 30 in few months...all the reasons to shop and Celebrate....what say?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its saturday and my movie plans with sis and BIL is postponed to tomorrow. Am still waiting for the DDay to watch ZNMD...&lt;br /&gt;My early morning official call got postponed to monday and me waking up early and short breakfast time was such a waste, could have lazied around for sometime...but instead of the call time, this blog for the day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4985557327788987050?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4985557327788987050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4985557327788987050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4985557327788987050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4985557327788987050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/07/sale-sale-sale.html' title='SALE-SALE-SALE...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3845017440613895479</id><published>2011-07-19T18:39:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:47:22.917+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CrAzY Day</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, with no plan, No Aim, No ideas flowing, No path, Nothing to look forward to, Nothing interesting around, The continuous sound of the drill due to construction around, dull surroundings leaves me no choice but to frown and yell silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too much noise and few other things which I don;t want to say and hurt people....Am still the same diplomatic lady..eekkss...&lt;br /&gt;Crazy about cooking and trying new stuff to eat, but somehow seem to lose it after a phase and then back to wondering - WHAT AM I UPTO?&lt;br /&gt;Called a old fren and its so refreshing to know things are the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't mistake me for cribbing its just a momentary venting out of NOT-SO-ME types and back to feeling nice for whatever am in situation for. In few more weeks, I will be so busy and proud; that I will not even look around for anything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is off to Chennai for next two days and since I don't get to see him everyday am happy that he is getting a break for 2 days..I have asked him to try good local restaurants for food, which is my current interest and meet his old frens post work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just Tuesday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3845017440613895479?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3845017440613895479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3845017440613895479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3845017440613895479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3845017440613895479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/07/crazy-day.html' title='CrAzY Day'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3122537341886244751</id><published>2011-07-15T15:34:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:35:08.369+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Out of Blue - stuffs</title><content type='html'>Goodness this weather….It poured for last 30 minutes, while I was immersed in drafting this contract for one of the business at work, thinking will prepare tea once am through….I just sat back to enjoy the pour, when I see its bright and sunny…well, this is Bangalore but didn’t fail to shock me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delly belly and ZNMD is a must theatre watch for me and am still looking for friends / family to accompany me. None around me even seem to be interested in this (Hubby doesn’t even know there is a movie like this released) and will continue to have hopes. Mom stared at me in shock when I said am going alone this Sunday, for a sec thought as if am a college girl caught with a bunch of boys planning a movie!!!! Now, I do not have the patience or bandwidth to explain that its so very normal to just go and watch a movie in a multiplex alone…. so will keep it aside until I find THE PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised in last few days….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Am supposed to rest and sleep long hrs and only now I feel sleep is such a waste of time. I just get my right 7 hrs sleep and am done.&lt;br /&gt;b) Am not supposed to eat mangoes and abruptly I started relishing it so very much!&lt;br /&gt;c) I need to listen to music, but can’t listen to more than 2 songs at a time…&lt;br /&gt;d) I can’t grow nail and the WANT to get a nail art done was so fascinating for last few days.&lt;br /&gt;e) I can’t stand Idle time and I don’t work full time – Contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats how it is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3122537341886244751?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3122537341886244751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3122537341886244751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3122537341886244751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3122537341886244751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/07/out-of-blue-stuffs.html' title='Out of Blue - stuffs'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1975070134977453146</id><published>2011-07-06T18:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:00:07.343+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mom's place and Rain</title><content type='html'>Its my third day at mom’s place….Quite nice, except that I miss gu ….I think of him early mornings when I used to be there until he is off to work and back again from work. Though we do not get to sit and have long chats or share a joke, we are there and those small must-do routine things are missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it here, except that I have little arguments with appa and amma, which is fine and no regret. I have done up my room and plans of doing it better next week. I love the weather here, a altered feel due to lot of open space and less noise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly have plans, need to work out on one soon before I start getting bored and think the Unwanted. My work keeps me busy for few hours and those usual office calls. The reason am here is to learn something new, while am on leave! I help mom in cooking and trying out new things, except that can’t really experiment much since appa doesn’t like too much of new stuff on his plate. Now, that leaves me in same situation as am at IN-Laws place since there too its not after a limit I can do new things. Gu will raise his eye brows if he sees something new, even if it means adding chilli powder than the usual green chillies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to visit workplace for meetings but its too far for me to travel at this stage and that’s my biggest worry. I could not let go off my work completely and everyday have a new struggle to fight at home and work front. Sometimes, WISH I could just be completely myself and do what I want to do in life. With physical constraints I do understand, but there are surrounding constraints which I want to avoid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been Raining all day today and its amazing!!!! With hot cup of tea and work to do, am just enjoying every bit of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1975070134977453146?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1975070134977453146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1975070134977453146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1975070134977453146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1975070134977453146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/07/moms-place-and-rain.html' title='Mom&apos;s place and Rain'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8079631797821092815</id><published>2011-06-26T14:51:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-26T14:54:51.766+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.....boring</title><content type='html'>I wait all six days for this special day....It starts from friday, where I start planning to wake up late on sunday and then have leisure breakfast and have a goood Nap. Then would want to have heavy Lunch and step out for entire noon and evening to be back only to hit the bed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But-BUT, this NEVER happens at my end. Its just unbearable to wait and then feel "IS THIS ALL?"&lt;br /&gt;well, thats my description of a sunday which is so below my expectation and boring is the term currently running in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week am off to mom's place for a break. Havent planned much, but definetely my routine will include a long walk in the morning, trying different recipes, joining a class and watching loads of movies. Shopping is out of List, though there is a mall at walking distance but doesnt make sense now!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8079631797821092815?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8079631797821092815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8079631797821092815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8079631797821092815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8079631797821092815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/06/sundayboring.html' title='Sunday.....boring'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8863304623689027667</id><published>2011-05-31T10:53:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-31T10:58:05.641+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GoA</title><content type='html'>Am just back from a sooper-dooper much needed Goa trip and just the feel of it makes me smile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned and planned and with lot of hesitation and thinking around and convincing, I made up my mind that I MUST GO! Hubby had no say and along with 3 other families was all set to hit Hyatt which is an astounding Star property with facilities like never ending Pool spread all over the place, Private Beach, restaurants, gym, spa and manifold things available at your disposal to have great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my condition, I was mentally prepared to stick to relaxing “Only” and nothing more than that. I had my John Grisham book and Lime juice for company while rest of them spent their entire day in Pool post Heavy breakfast and then back to pool and Beach post amazing spread of Lunch. I watched them play and speak all nonsense under the sky, such a LET GO OFF feeling , away from routine, away from crowd, away from the lot ; but just a perfect HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an miraculous time out for me, due to the constant worry I have taken for last year and happy I could make it. To believe I was actually tranquil, surrounded by green and water only, I used to take those deep breaths and condition myself to the milieu around me, so much –a Bliss , feeling so unheard of and so striking …&lt;br /&gt;Those evening chit-chat with rest of them with hot Chai, was a nice way to get to know them and have always loved to make friends and know what and How life is all about on the other side. Few aspects were quite inspiring for me, which I shall cherish and adopt in situations and few to just smile and let go off….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed shopping and roaming around in proper Goa, but no Regrets. This was a nice way to Unwind, Relax and REPEAT – LET GO…I shall miss these holidays with Hubby and Friends for sometime now but for sure will just to close my eyes and get nostalgic whenever I miss going out J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to my best buddy –Hubby for making this so so -so remarkable, with every day still making me go Crazy for him…HUGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work and back to Routine. This might be my last working month for the year and don’t want to keep thinking about this. I shall want to have a big post on this by end of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had heavy breakfast this morning with appa; at our Favorite joint – MTR. This used to be our Sunday routine before my marriage and we just thought shall re-do this today. Amma busy with cousin’s wedding preparations in Shimoga, we had the time to indulge in amazing Hot Idly and very famous Sambar and Masala Dosa very early in the morning…wow….Back to work now and hopefully no sleep…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8863304623689027667?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8863304623689027667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8863304623689027667' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8863304623689027667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8863304623689027667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/05/goa.html' title='GoA'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1380607770304776344</id><published>2011-05-19T21:59:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-19T22:04:46.078+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Rain this noon!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LV-QVkdS5Dc/TdVGPJS5JfI/AAAAAAAAC7o/bgaQzv6p-ZA/s1600/Photo0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608466136966964722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LV-QVkdS5Dc/TdVGPJS5JfI/AAAAAAAAC7o/bgaQzv6p-ZA/s320/Photo0009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tjCcyGkNrVk/TdVGHso43xI/AAAAAAAAC7g/JBtnJpgk9XQ/s1600/Photo0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608466009015508754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tjCcyGkNrVk/TdVGHso43xI/AAAAAAAAC7g/JBtnJpgk9XQ/s320/Photo0008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkyLXsQRDaE/TdVGAnQrI6I/AAAAAAAAC7Y/-CFRr3LgqC0/s1600/Photo0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608465887312683938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkyLXsQRDaE/TdVGAnQrI6I/AAAAAAAAC7Y/-CFRr3LgqC0/s320/Photo0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVLt29ZR0Cc/TdVFp5FagKI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/up_qvKlWn1Y/s1600/Photo0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608465496960303266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVLt29ZR0Cc/TdVFp5FagKI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/up_qvKlWn1Y/s320/Photo0004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats what I did, while it rained so beautifully....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chop vegetables and take pics from my living room!! Isnt it a beauty when it rains!!!&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/4601712809285250129-1380607770304776344?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1380607770304776344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1380607770304776344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1380607770304776344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1380607770304776344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/05/beautiful-rain.html' title='Beautiful Rain this noon!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LV-QVkdS5Dc/TdVGPJS5JfI/AAAAAAAAC7o/bgaQzv6p-ZA/s72-c/Photo0009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7995939702509813387</id><published>2011-05-15T13:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:33:15.477+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lazzyyy Sunday Noon...</title><content type='html'>Its been one of those lazy Sunday’s ...Its noon and have been doing JUST NOTHING at all...Started the day with good hot cup of tea and news paper, planning mentally to work for sometime in the morning and then maybe watch a nice bollywood masala movie in the noon...I had a fast but lovely breakfast with hubby . He had to make up for his sleep; due to the airport travel in mid-night, so my room is locked while he snoozes off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am left with TV and Remote, must have changed the entire 80 channels like four rounds and yet unable to decide what to watch. I tried to sleep but it so unlike me to just let go off Sunday morning by sleeping..As planned, did not even work, nor had the interest to select that DVD which would add some masala to my boring day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week is gonna be very hectic to finish off those commited work before I pack my bags to Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..Thats the time am looking forward to sooo much! This has been my much awaited vacation after a really long time with hubby. I have kept my fingers crossed not expecting much until we board the train...My appointment with doc on Monday will clear 50% of my travel plans while rest depends on my health swings and how good I feel to assure hubby that am fine to Travel...But I know for sure that this will do me enough good , since Its been ages I have got away from my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its gonna be a light lunch in sometime and work combined with movie in the noon, so the week is well planned with no hassles left before I take that offff..I wanna shut off from everything connected to my routine...happy week ahead...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7995939702509813387?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7995939702509813387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7995939702509813387' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7995939702509813387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7995939702509813387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/05/lazzyyy-sunday-noon.html' title='Lazzyyy Sunday Noon...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9159082661771975737</id><published>2011-05-10T21:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:57:30.050+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Crib1, passion and rest of good things!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I have been wanting to WRITE and keep this space as modernized as it used to be and am so damn befuddled with the way my routine moves, completely unplanned at times! I don’t blame anything, given my situation!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, loads of action at work front and need to juggle between people and projects! While, I just don’t like me being so not-very organised and having pending workload, ending up being questioned and then realise ahhh, its not done yet its equally frustrating to people issues, which continues . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand it’s a norm, given that am into ppl mgmt from yrs now but not Immaturity where the crib is so bloody illogical and just doesn’t make sense!!! To those ppl, herez my crib – GROW UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent some lovely unproductive time from past few days trying to out some logic at the way things work in a corporate but just end up having some good work pending. So strong-willed not to waste time anymore and just stay tuned to my Laptop!&lt;br /&gt;That solves one issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the other category of people I don’t like is “MOODY “ sort. Now, how on earth should we handle people who are moody? They laugh only when things are so bright and act crazy freaking stupid, just cos you have an issue with something or someone?  Can understand kids showing it off to their mom, but grown up’s with mood swings? &lt;br /&gt;I gave my peace of mind to someone in this category who just used to walk in as if the sky is on her head , not evening answering anything officially, while act crazy close when things are so fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep reminding myself that bad days are there for everyone, and I make every effort not to show it on anyone, exception for hubby at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new passion is COOKING!! I used to cook, but same as Mom and MIL at times. Recently I have been watching atleast 2 cooking shows on TV, reading blogs on cooking and reading recipe books and think when should I try what!!! Am feeling great about this and shall definitely keep trying new stuff when I have time and people at home to experiment (How cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I conclude, Sis’s house warming ceremony was ultra-cool and what a refresher to attend a function!!! I loved it and so happy for her and BIL, to have managed it in spite of all the stumbling block and issues. Cheers to the couple and what a change from my little girl to someone who own’s a house and managing it so well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on work, hobbies and cribbings!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-9159082661771975737?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9159082661771975737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9159082661771975737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9159082661771975737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9159082661771975737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/05/ok-i-have-been-wanting-to-write-and.html' title='Crib1, passion and rest of good things!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4324575101193083342</id><published>2011-05-04T11:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:19:49.216+05:30</updated><title type='text'>DriZZle...</title><content type='html'>Am not gonna be working full time from today and has sundry feelings about the way my life is changing. Though I try to be prepared for such revolutionize, my heart twinge to undergo the sea of difference!!! But its all for “GOOD” and will let go of pain for something beautiful soon!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with terrible head ace today wondering in spite of good sleep. Prepared tea for self and FIL, stood near the window finding reasons for the blankness in me. The slight drizzle which started just then just turned my feeling upside down, making me feel better watching those leaves turn greener and wet..Ahh, Blass! just at the time I needed a boost so badly. I stood there until it was silent and wet all around and went out for a short walk, taking that deep gulp of air and then back to my routine! This is like a sure stress releaser for me in life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4324575101193083342?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4324575101193083342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4324575101193083342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4324575101193083342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4324575101193083342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/05/drizzle.html' title='DriZZle...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8541567198623524781</id><published>2011-04-14T20:48:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-14T20:51:39.825+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's 5 yr Anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDxnW2-xpos/TacQcUzjBKI/AAAAAAAAC5k/CyjJlu3Pumk/s1600/12042011%2528001%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 204px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595459140838425762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDxnW2-xpos/TacQcUzjBKI/AAAAAAAAC5k/CyjJlu3Pumk/s320/12042011%2528001%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was the usual dinner time on a habitually weekday, typical conversation b/w the four of us; unfolding the day’s events when we get a surprise visitor from Hubby’s employer, carrying this adorable flower bouquet wishing him for his successfully journey of 5 yrs with the Employer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That’s a WOW Factor for me, amazing best practice to bring that smile on the employee and make him feel so special on his day! The next day was a change in his ID card tag color with a silver memento, carved his journey at this place and a small vacation to us! That’s DOUBLE WOW!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I wished him, my upmost feel good factor is the vacation here. I need to plan my leaves and decide on the place keeping few constraints in mind! But am all happy for Hubby and for the to-go-vacation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby, wishing you a great career and loads of happiness and peace in life!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to Gugee &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to his Employer &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to our vacation!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8541567198623524781?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8541567198623524781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8541567198623524781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8541567198623524781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8541567198623524781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/04/hubbys-5-yr-anniversary.html' title='Hubby&apos;s 5 yr Anniversary!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zDxnW2-xpos/TacQcUzjBKI/AAAAAAAAC5k/CyjJlu3Pumk/s72-c/12042011%2528001%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-2961813010145553321</id><published>2011-04-05T14:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-05T15:00:19.848+05:30</updated><title type='text'>APRIL 05th</title><content type='html'>It’s a very special day for me and hubby, APRIL 05TH …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a nostalgic date, when few years back with lot of contemplation and the age playing the main role, we decided to join hands in this relationship. Post that, there’s no looking back and one of the best things to happen in my life. We have gone through many Up’s and Down’s like other couple, only making us realise how beautiful this relationship is all about and the affiliation just gets stronger. We are total freaky opposites, which take it to new elevation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did celebrate for few years, but not been able to from past 2-3 cos of our schedule. No matter what comes, we still wish each other and remember the day I parked my scooty in one corner to meet hubby for ice-cream, only to discuss at length on the Pro’s and Con’s of this relationship. TODAY, am happy that we did THINK before even committing since falling in LOVE is different from combating it out and bonding into a marriage which is successful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought of Families, Culture, financial stability, our interests and Needs to all possible one’s to make this happen. It was a big deal then, in our early 20’s to be talking on things which would take years to mature! We planned a lot and changed few things which kept us crazy about each other; even at times when I had to see other Grooms due to helplessness. At one point of time, we had lost all HOPES inspite of taking it to a level of practically discussing with parents but somehow didn’t seem to work due to social reasons (or) call it silly reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am happy today that we will soon be planning our 3rd year anniversary this AUG, wondering a MIRACLE that saved us one fine day , which made events turn and take this relation forward as we said ‘I DO’!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So… &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day I saw my Hubby first! &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – He spent on those chocolates &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – He made me CRY and Laugh like Crazy &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – he made me sit on his car the first time &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – we shopped together with our li’ll pocket money &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – He made me jealous &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – He looked sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – We shared the cappuccino &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – I attended my first Interview with him &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – I hit him, since it was another guy who was visiting me for marriage &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – I messaged and MIRACLE happened &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – We got Engaged &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – We cried together!&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS to the day – We said I DO! &lt;br /&gt;CHEERS for our togetherness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-2961813010145553321?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/2961813010145553321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=2961813010145553321' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/2961813010145553321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/2961813010145553321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/04/april-05th.html' title='APRIL 05th'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7103441763171225621</id><published>2011-03-29T16:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-29T17:05:21.879+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts - HeRe n tHeRe....That's me</title><content type='html'>I rushed out to see if it's really raining....ahh so dissapointed to see the sun so active.... Wondering, why did I feel like that, came in to see the fan ON with full speed; deceiving my ears that it was pouring outside..phewwww I still believe it can drizzle or Rain at odd time in Bangalore, which is no more the case. Its a myth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;Calender shows March is ending and means nothing to me . I have nothing planned for April same as Jan-Feb and Mar! Am not even going home to watch the much hyped, much awaited, my money at stake in betting with MIL - 'Indo-Pak' match tomorrow. I shall use my Internet along with my crazy month end activity at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;I have this new nose ring, which I bought at seconds thought and just kept it inside even scared of trying it and hubby saying - Eeekkssss, whats wrong with you? I promise to try it on Ugadi and hopefully its liked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************* &lt;br /&gt;Appa dropped a set of books and demands me to read them. He wants to keep me away from my Jeffery's and John's..Not done! He made an effort to get a english copy of Gita since I rejected the Kannada one :) so cute! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************ &lt;br /&gt;I need to work for 6 days, with my last working day of the week being totally hectic with reviews; to say Its my WEEKEND. Just a Quote and a stress on my current state! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********** &lt;br /&gt;I have to drink more water and just Fail to. Today, I bought lot of sweets and keep popping tiny pieces and drink water. I continue this procedure and almost achieving the target. what an idea sirjeeeeee..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7103441763171225621?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7103441763171225621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7103441763171225621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7103441763171225621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7103441763171225621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/03/thoughts-here-n-therethats-me.html' title='Thoughts - HeRe n tHeRe....That&apos;s me'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3371631930803465113</id><published>2011-03-25T16:05:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:10:57.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My TiMe pAsS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Picked this myself and some time pass for my sleepy head...&lt;/span&gt; Self Tag!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked someone to marry you? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Oh Yes! After 6 yrs of dating this person, had to ask him to marry me..Isnt that fair enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever kissed someone of the same sex? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; my mom, my sis, my frens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced on a table in a bar? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Because of the bar bit I guess. Wish I could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever told a lie? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; If anyone answers Innocent to this one, I swear that will be the heights of XXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had feelings for someone whom you can’t have back? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; long back..maybe..can’t even remember!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed a picture? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Totally. Being a girl, it’s totally justified too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in until 5 PM? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; So. Many. times. What do you expect from someone who tries to work from night to late in the morning and get back home to catch that episode of FRIENDS and movies….I have done it many times, few years back! Life is just a routine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep at work/school? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; oh yes! On that sofa in the campus..eekkss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held a snake? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Touched one in Singapore..I think it was in one of the zoo. We had to pay to hold it, so backed off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been suspended from school? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; No-no. I was this no nonsense-no risk taking girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked at a fast food restaurant? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; No. I have always lived in India. But like the concept, when I used to read some comics and watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from a store? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; yes when I was in college. Went out to the Market with appa and just took away one lemon..Just for Fun!!! Daddy was cool and we came out laughing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been fired from a job? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Totally. Many times…keep happening with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; I am sure that would have happened sometime…many times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught a snowflake on your tongue? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Only once in Life..when I was on the way to Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed in the rain? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Very guilty ..when it was raining outside J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat on a roof top? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Yes. Last yr on Jan 01st in jeinkal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone you shouldn’t? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; oh no!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang in the shower? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; All the time. I used to have my own tunes and Lyrics and dad had fun time competing with me post shower time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; of Yes! Twice. Once with the girlie gang from college and other during a trip from office. This was long long ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaved your head? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, if you consider my visit to Tirupathi when I was a year old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a boxing membership? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; hooohhahahahaaaaaahheheeeee…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a girlfriend cry? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt;. There were quite a lot of arguments and crying sessions in college and recently few…oh my God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in a band? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Yes!!!! In school..Very much and loved it!I even learnt to play flute and the Band then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shot a gun? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; waiting for a chance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donated Blood? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Wish to. But with my thin looks, who would allow me to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten alligator meat? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; No-no. that’s a shocker to even think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten cheesecake? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; yes! But I don’t love cake, pastries, chocolates..Very rarely indulge in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still love someone you shouldn’tt? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Yes! Few friends and cousins like this Exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have/had a tattoo? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Waaaah! I want a tattoo now! I think it is SO cool to have one. I have discussed this with Hubby..I need oneeeeeeeeeee….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liked someone, but will never tell who? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; I guess I have always made it pretty obvious when I like/dislike someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been too honest? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruined a surprise? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Never! It hardly happens that am a part of any surprises, but the recent one for hubby rocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate in a restaurant and got really bloated that you couldn’t walk afterward? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yes. I Love food and do this most of the time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erased someone in your friends list? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressed in a woman’s clothes (if you’re a guy) or man’s clothes (if you’re a girl)? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Is it a big deal for girls at all? My tee’s, Jeans and shorts….love them all!!! Just that its all wrapped for now, unable to fit into them!!!boooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a pageant? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Nope. Never .Love to watch them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been told that you’re handsome or beautiful by someone who totally meant what they said? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Hehe, many times. And they better have meant it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had communication with your ex? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; Never had a serious relation,it was only Gu all the while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got totally drunk on the night before exam? &lt;strong&gt;Innocent&lt;/strong&gt; ah Joke! Never tried drinking in school or college! So that makes me ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got totally angry that you cried so hard? &lt;strong&gt;Guilty&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, that’s what I do when I am angry. Bawl. Always happens with me…I cry so so so easily!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3371631930803465113?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3371631930803465113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3371631930803465113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3371631930803465113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3371631930803465113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/03/my-time-pass.html' title='My TiMe pAsS'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6285438760978335611</id><published>2011-03-18T14:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:46:20.206+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Indian Boys!</title><content type='html'>Me: hi&lt;br /&gt;Me: oota?&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: madding now.... mom mixing, nindu chapathi ayitha ?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes&lt;br /&gt;Me: and ice -cream too&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: oh super&lt;br /&gt;Me: mom mixes for you&lt;br /&gt;Me: ?&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: yes&lt;br /&gt;Me: heheheee&lt;br /&gt;Me: story of all Indian boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: btw going to national market, will pick the dvds ...&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: i know boman's mom mixes for him as well&lt;br /&gt;Me: ya....especially i its Pachadi or chutney or somethng like that&lt;br /&gt;Me: (will silently laugh); while he enjoys the ghee filled pachadi rice&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: for me everything and made of rice&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh woaaawwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;yaguara:&lt;br /&gt;Me: God! Indian Boys!&lt;br /&gt;yaguara: hmm..Agree&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6285438760978335611?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6285438760978335611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6285438760978335611' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6285438760978335611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6285438760978335611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/03/indian-boys.html' title='Indian Boys!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8299106630606692485</id><published>2011-03-16T18:09:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:10:13.378+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday...RaNdOm tHoUgHtS</title><content type='html'>Ø  Got a lovely gift from Hubby for women’s day! It’s a Chicken  Embroidery Kameez and dupatta ( now, am not sure why they call chicken) with Orange and green combination..ahhh I love it and is kept for the Ugadi festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Spent last Sunday with parents and sissy and had fun-fun-fun! From lovely food to gossiping to fun making it was just a perfect Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Had that awaiting ‘one on one’ talk with boss and no matter what the out come is, I did talk. I learnt few lessons and spent time on analyzing how did this all go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Hubby just called to say he had picked up a book and a DVD for me and it will remain a surprise until I reach home…..( cool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  I tried aloo-methi and loved it. FIL and appa made fun of my half-cooked food. I prefer all vegetables to be half cooked which is not liked by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Am trying to be more organized at workplace, and using my daily journal quite effectively. Am quite happy with the way things are moving without messing it up too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Friend at work got me fresh Arabica coffee powder from chikkamagaluru. It’s only me who drink coffee at home, but I will still enjoy making one hot cup for myself in the morning – atleast for t’row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  I hate apples and hubby wants me to eat atleast one per day. It’s a torture to convince him that we can’t get along well. That’s apple and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  V is upset with lot of things and fear what’s in store with us. Its been a long friendship term and hate to see it move this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Thinking of painting my nail red!!! For a change~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Stepped out of office twice during the day; just to check if its raining. I love doing this and wait for rain, which is a feel good factor and I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  I have wanted to watch my marriage video and shall soon unwind watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  I finally removed my favorite red handbag, which I picked up in Goa and using it occasionally. I have kept my beloved choices inside wardrobe for long…viz bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø  Am wearing white and Green today and like the feel of colors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8299106630606692485?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8299106630606692485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8299106630606692485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8299106630606692485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8299106630606692485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/03/wednesdayrandom-thoughts.html' title='Wednesday...RaNdOm tHoUgHtS'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9147183769734637521</id><published>2011-03-08T16:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-03-08T16:55:14.203+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WeEk tHaT wEnT By...</title><content type='html'>Am writing this post; since I wanted to write something…&lt;br /&gt;So it will be the feelings captured at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week started with the birthday note and loads of gift and feeling special of completing another year…Therez lot of things am looking forward this year and hopefully will end (Start!)With a good note! There was nothing much planned for the day, more of a routine at work and back home early to catch on power nap and a short visit to temple. So this means the “celebration” is pending and hopefully we should go away from Bangalore for sometime!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleepiness still continues due to medication and its HELL literally when I force open my eyes at work to look at those mail, Excels and PPT’s. I almost lost temper with few people who cam to talk/ask me while I felt this helpless. Breathing exercise doesn’t seem like a routine, since am too lazy to work on it in the morning. No idea…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting quite hot during the day and the other day we went out for Lunch from work and we could not take the sweltering heat beating us. I read the weather is going to be irregular this time. Anything related to weather just reminds me of my childhood in this same place, which was so -so -so beautiful and those sudden drizzle or rain shower in the midst of not-so-hot summer, such delight!  I get so nostalgic and try to enjoy those days I loved with least worries. Maybe am a person who likes to hit back and explore for good epoch rather than enjoying this moment!&lt;br /&gt;All I need is a BREAK and wish my hubby is listening!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-9147183769734637521?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9147183769734637521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9147183769734637521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9147183769734637521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9147183769734637521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/03/week-that-went-by.html' title='WeEk tHaT wEnT By...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7956195933804493971</id><published>2011-02-16T10:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:44:44.801+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love my SLEEP</title><content type='html'>Health went upside down from past 2weeks and have been traumatized the way am unable to mentally have clout over my physical challenges on being ‘just Fine’.. There’s not gone a minute where I haven’t prayed for my normal feel good and expecting nothing more than it.  Am craving for my normal food habits to my old self of running around for things at work and those early morning washing of clothes and asking hubby to take me out, even if I find that 10 mins of spare time. I miss the time I spend on deciding my clothes for the day and to chit-chat with friends during my journey and all those a part of my Lovely routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, is it that am bedridden, for such thoughts to take momentum??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh No, its some issue which will take some time for me to get back to my old self and me being quite lower on the healthier side, needs  loads of nutrients intake and mental stability to gain what I used to be 6 months back. This is almost like a project for me, except that am not feeling too active to make up my mind for such intakes. I have started breathing exercise to make myself feel good but none is helping as of now. Maybe things will take its time to heal, but patience is something I need in abundance along with the effect of tablets and the usual feel that comes attached to your body when you are unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With great difficulty and pleading boss, I took off last week and went to amma’s place. All I did was Sleep and eat and gulp those tablets. By the time I was done, I realized I have hardly spoken to them nor did I do anything which should have been a part of my visit which I so rarely get to do. I only could cry when I had to leave, cursing my lazy head for depending so much on “How-sick-I am” factor rather than making myself better in their presence. Not known when will I get to spend another week with them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, For the same reason missed my cousin’s engagement 2 weeks back and I still whine about the sarees which went unused for the occasion and all the fun with Cousins and keep re-counting my Bad luck on this (as usual)….Now I shall assume this is usual feel for anyone in my place and forgive me for all the crib in this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to think of nice things that are happening around me, so it adds to as nutrients to my Brain cells and active me physically.&lt;br /&gt;Am thinking of World Cup, warm up game where India won by surprise, amma’s cooking, appa’s early morning messages, tommy watch (?????), talking to hubby before I hit the bed, all the food in the street which is so tempting ( ahhh…) …Ah WAIT..Its only the sleep which makes me feel so good now, so as of now am devoid of all materialistic pleasure and only NEED in life is SLEEP….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7956195933804493971?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7956195933804493971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7956195933804493971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7956195933804493971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7956195933804493971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/02/love-my-sleep.html' title='Love my SLEEP'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1383712611533519824</id><published>2011-02-05T16:22:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-05T16:25:24.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It's again..Hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TU0skWDd71I/AAAAAAAAC3w/9Ew9CUAA94c/s1600/girl-crying_l2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TU0skWDd71I/AAAAAAAAC3w/9Ew9CUAA94c/s320/girl-crying_l2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570157317034209106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Welcomed this year, with HOPES…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Keeping fingers crossed on the awful nostalgia of 2010&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kept smiling, kept saying It will be fine this time…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Started with a bang, birthday celebration and blast…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Shopping and screaming with joy, hoping…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Missing another important convene, which is pricking my heart…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All there and merry making, but for me…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Same thing, repeating but so helpless…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Wanna avoid those calls and those WHY’s…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its rest of things, which is a priority…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In midst of this, there goes my plans and what I love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hope again, that its worth the time here...and patience&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;and today with little less hope and anger…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its again me….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1383712611533519824?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1383712611533519824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1383712611533519824' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1383712611533519824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1383712611533519824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/02/my-anger.html' title='It&apos;s again..Hopes'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TU0skWDd71I/AAAAAAAAC3w/9Ew9CUAA94c/s72-c/girl-crying_l2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-580128252373616657</id><published>2011-01-15T08:08:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-15T08:20:07.989+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FriDaY CelEbratIONS!</title><content type='html'>We had a small celebration at work last evening. Right from the time of get-together , things were planned and our first actual "office space" was decked up like a bride. This feel is only when you have seen this place right from the time of negotiationg the price with owner to slowly start planning and placing things in place, with a count on cost! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TTELO1MyM5I/AAAAAAAAC3c/_GsH928prMM/s1600/DSC03547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562239364206048146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TTELO1MyM5I/AAAAAAAAC3c/_GsH928prMM/s320/DSC03547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT - Process -people came to a level, we could kick off our First GO LIVE last evening! It was a moment to celebrate with yummmmmzzzzyyyy pastry ordered specially for this day and excitment measuring up to infinity heights for the team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was made more special since we jammed up for a round of wine with my best buddy &amp;amp; hubby after all the celebration..This is what I call &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FERRRPECT friDAY!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TTEKVyfCkQI/AAAAAAAAC3U/WBgSiXk7RlU/s1600/DSC03551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562238384224768258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TTEKVyfCkQI/AAAAAAAAC3U/WBgSiXk7RlU/s320/DSC03551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Happy SANKRANTI&lt;/span&gt; and am off to decide my rangoli design now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then back to work and usual saturday review!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheers ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4601712809285250129-580128252373616657?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/580128252373616657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=580128252373616657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/580128252373616657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/580128252373616657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/01/friday-celebrations.html' title='FriDaY CelEbratIONS!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TTELO1MyM5I/AAAAAAAAC3c/_GsH928prMM/s72-c/DSC03547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1860235416301431502</id><published>2011-01-11T19:16:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:16:38.184+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dream 1 ......</title><content type='html'>Am writing this in he midst of an important con -call for one of the biggest deal we are getting into till date for our firm...Just a CAPTURE this moment kinds and hence this update.....Its our first International deal, with South Africa and the core team is so kicked about being consultants to this company in SA.&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;Done with the call....&lt;br /&gt;Hubby picked up DVD's from the local Bazaar during last weekend and my agenda is to work hard during the day and enjoy a movie in the evening, though this requires me to lose an hour n half of sleep. I have to choose and feel so much "to do" during the week and just end up doing only the ROUTINE stuff...I really wonder how ppl manage to sleep less and do loads of other things apart from their 9-10 hrs of work!&lt;br /&gt;Reading Jeffery's "Prodigal Daughter" is AMAZING!!!!! I had a break reading  for last week and back to finishing it almost. Have couple more in my mini-Library ( 20 Books) for my next one!&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;One of the major agenda this year is kicked off from last sunday. Appa, amma, sis, BIL, Hubby n myself went out on our first round of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;house hunting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! YES!!!!!! Its scary, its exciting, but after years of planning and no-result discussions, we have finally decided to go ahead. There are lot of constraints, but this time I promise no looking back. I have hubby's agreement and support and hence myself and appa will be in  a JV to pick up a house.&lt;br /&gt; Its been a "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;" from the time am a best buddy to dad, which I have started to work on now!&lt;br /&gt;I will welcome all suggestion, Tips, Do's and Don'ts related to buying a house and also posting my experience quite often. Am a FRESHER in this case.&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1860235416301431502?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1860235416301431502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1860235416301431502' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1860235416301431502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1860235416301431502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/01/agendain-progress.html' title='Dream 1 ......'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-2418380748912403925</id><published>2011-01-06T17:10:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:16:42.849+05:30</updated><title type='text'>New Year &amp; Hubby's Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TSWqX6-QhFI/AAAAAAAAC3I/_lkIEGQ2uD8/s1600/124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559036643002844242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TSWqX6-QhFI/AAAAAAAAC3I/_lkIEGQ2uD8/s320/124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HELLO 2011!&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a Good start for the year, relaxing at home over the weekend after a simple revelry at cousinz place on 31st night. I spent my first weekend of the year planning for Hubby’s surprise birthday, thought it involved my Parents, sister and In-laws only. The Fun was to plan his gifts, without his knowledge and how much I had to warn my MIL not to disclose out of her excitment. I had to keep scheming her thrill and the best part was we even practiced how loud we gonna sing the Bday song .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Hubby’s Birthday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Jan 03rd, I had a business Lunch meeting and was quite disappointed that even at 3PM it was not concluded and I had planned to leave early to pick the lovely Pineapple pastries home before hubby enters. I informed my Boss during Dessert and rushed back to pick up the Gifts planned one by one and then to the Cake shop. My exhilaration level was at it crest and this is what I would like to voice “&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THRILLING MOMENT FOR JAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;” !!!! I also picked some cards on way and headed back home to fix up things. The Auto driver was almost tired taking me to different deatinations and each time me adding the bags ( Whoaawww).&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TSWqUJSFZBI/AAAAAAAAC3A/RZjmtXQrOiY/s1600/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559036578124620818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TSWqUJSFZBI/AAAAAAAAC3A/RZjmtXQrOiY/s320/123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had enough time to arrange Flowers and gifts. Parents, Sis and BIL barged in on time as planned. We lit loads of Candles in the entrance and in our room and arranged cards. Gifts were spread across the house and the theme was like a Fortune finder for Hubby to find it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited with stir up; but It took him ages to come in ‘That particular day’, but sooner than we ran out of the Excitement. The Timing was perfect and we all stood right in front of him and sang out practiced song without giving it a pause!!! I could see his lovely face turn red, blushing with shock-surprise, cud-not-believe types, since it just so exceptional for him to see his parents all kicked up for him on this D-Day!!! We pulled him near the cake, and repeated our birthday song with few lyrical changes and the usual cake eating with photos!!! We concluded all the ga-ga with a quite dinner in nearby restaurant and Good night’s sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s how I have started this year….All Hopes, FULL OptiMiSm, passion to achieve, New goals, more shopping, More awareness, Learn more, Dreams, celebrations,.....&lt;br /&gt;More Prayers for Good health and peace for all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-2418380748912403925?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/2418380748912403925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=2418380748912403925' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/2418380748912403925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/2418380748912403925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2011/01/new-year-hubbys-birthday.html' title='New Year &amp; Hubby&apos;s Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TSWqX6-QhFI/AAAAAAAAC3I/_lkIEGQ2uD8/s72-c/124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4847964039431016161</id><published>2010-12-29T16:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-29T16:52:03.208+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Last week of 2010....</title><content type='html'>Back from Shimoga, quite at ease as it went per plan. Got to spend less time with thata and ajji, but was happy to speak to them and listening to their concern and stories. I could make out how old they have grown from the time I saw them last. Age is one factor which has made them quite helpless, with declining health and other issues. The house also looks very different now, giving me a feel that those days are only to cherish, never to be same again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to my routine and it’s the last week of the year. We have a project GO LIVE on 03Jan so its quite a task at workplace for all of us to finish our year end and get things in place for the Project. It’s so different, when it’s a Start up and the beauty is to think –plan-work ALL from the START! We are hiring in big numbers and learnt that its not an easy task to find the right skill set in volumes which has strict deadline…IDEAS WELCOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for the new years since I need to wrap up all the things from my mind and start again FRESH! I have never had resolutions nor believe in it, but am more clear about what I need and what I will do the following year. My FEAR with walk of life has reduced as compared to 2010 and hence my biggest deal with 2011 would be fearless  and to face things better than before. I shall post the list of things I plan to show interest for coming year in my next post. That’s gonna be the deal with 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party for Friday evening is almost finalized from Hubby’s side and am all set to join him to rejoice the last day of the year. I wish for shopping but for sure not gonna get the approvals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;It's so hard when I have to, and so easy when I want to.  ~Annie Gottlier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4847964039431016161?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4847964039431016161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4847964039431016161' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4847964039431016161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4847964039431016161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/12/last-week-of-2010.html' title='Last week of 2010....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1556042543387835729</id><published>2010-12-24T08:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:18:40.790+05:30</updated><title type='text'>SHIMOGA</title><content type='html'>SHIMOGA....thats where I have spent all my Summer and Winter holidays in Ajji mane ( Granny's home)...It was a beauty those days to pack my bags, on the last day of my final exam and get going for month long holiday.......It just remains a Nostalgia now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its after 3 or 4 long yrs, am going to Shimoga with hubby for Christmas. Its gonna be just for 2 days, but would want to make it up for the last few yrs missed....&lt;br /&gt;Am so looking forward to this short trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all.....Have a great weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1556042543387835729?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1556042543387835729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1556042543387835729' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1556042543387835729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1556042543387835729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/12/shimoga.html' title='SHIMOGA'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6072532132286804098</id><published>2010-12-14T14:09:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:15:44.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Optimistic now...</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my blog friends who gave me ideas to cheer up in my last post!!! I did wear my new watch and felt good, reading Prodigal daughter from Jeffery, met mom &amp;amp; dad on sunday, Met my cousins after a long time for chit-chat, had short visit to Tumkur for a marriage and loved the journey, took 2 days off which was a huge relief....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended close fren’s marriage last week and it was so much fun to see them tie the knot and the complete ga-ga and drama of marriage is so nostalgic. I badly wanted to get away from Bangalore just like the married couple who left last evening for their honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;A must to do list is to watch my marriage video this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to visit my Grandparents for 2 days and will be going to Shimoga next weekend. Am unhappy with the 3 yr gap I have given to visit this place; since this is one place which is very close to my heart after Bangalore. My summer and Dasarra vacations were spent here for almost 15 years and memories will kick start, moment I think of this place. Hoping hubby will like too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vacation and No plans for the year end; that leaves me feeling JEALOUS to all those enjoying Christmas and New yr holidays and planned it. Don’t tell me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT..BUT I have some serious plans for next yr. I want to take some steps , which will even surprise me; but will go ahead to make it up for the ‘not-so-good’ year I had this time, which made us compromise big time and lost out on time, patience, health, money and what not…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love December….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6072532132286804098?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6072532132286804098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6072532132286804098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6072532132286804098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6072532132286804098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/12/optimistic-now.html' title='Optimistic now...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6268178244481312782</id><published>2010-12-07T18:49:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-07T18:56:36.802+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lonely feel....</title><content type='html'>Out of blue, my mood just dropped and thought shall solitude myself from everyone and just scribble it here....Am not at peace, confusion all around me, unable to make decisions on my act right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is shifted to new team and he leaves home early morning; travelling all the way to EC, which is not new to me but "am not liking it"...I get to see him for an hour in the morning and hardly talk except for a) I have kept milk on the table.....b) oh u wearing this today.....hmm...&lt;br /&gt;c) Am cutting fruits and then byeeee, have a nice day at work....&lt;br /&gt;Its the same story repeated at evening...wonder; Is this how it is? Sunday can't be the only dependent day for me to spent time with him....I wish for unwanted lazy mad talks, be it meaningless or whatever with gu !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not sure if this is the reason for the low feel ...I even tried "Basil tea" at Infinitea but in vain...My brain acts just low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will head back home, to continue the routine for the day...&lt;br /&gt;Suggest me something to FEEL GOOD ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6268178244481312782?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6268178244481312782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6268178244481312782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6268178244481312782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6268178244481312782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/12/lonely-feel.html' title='Lonely feel....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7703489079661593749</id><published>2010-12-04T09:52:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-04T09:55:21.768+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Obssessed with watches....</title><content type='html'>am wearing my new watch, gifted by hubby last week.I didnt want to, unless it was a special occassion, but am missing him...so wanted to chance to stip open the cover and just wear that beauty....am so so so so obssessed with watches now..JUST LIKE HUBBY...&lt;br /&gt;how come we soo much alike in this case?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7703489079661593749?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7703489079661593749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7703489079661593749' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7703489079661593749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7703489079661593749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/12/obssessed-with-watches.html' title='Obssessed with watches....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-714866623805885606</id><published>2010-12-02T22:10:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-02T22:11:41.377+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I need to FOCUS!</title><content type='html'>Have a plan in place....&lt;br /&gt;Promised something big to boss for next 2 days...&lt;br /&gt;I need loads of focus and zeal to move the way Ihave planned...else It gonnaa be huge disaster for me...wish me..wish me...wish me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-714866623805885606?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/714866623805885606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=714866623805885606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/714866623805885606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/714866623805885606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/12/i-need-to-focus.html' title='I need to FOCUS!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5425523015755286163</id><published>2010-11-30T18:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-30T19:42:07.830+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Got the time to write....</title><content type='html'>Lot of thoughts which just fade away ....Am so unable to get hold of my notebook when I want to pen them with exact flow.....so am gonna write my heart out, taking advantage of this time today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had an unusual working routine, since its a different industry type. Pa was so supportive that I could hardly ever take notice of the difference, even be it me working on Ganesh Chaturti or getting back home in the wee hours of morning...As I passed multiple stages, It got better in terms of timing and I was also able accommodate to the demands of married life. As compared to the said yrs of my work life, it’s been the most normal from last 2 years..It can’t get better than this and am not a person who is working just for the heck of it or only for money. Keeping all this in mind, I refuse to justify anymore to anyone!!!!! YES, what I have chosen now requires loads of commitment, which is proportional to the time taken. Am stressed and have my ways of unwinding it; be it consoling at self that this is what I have chosen. Am not even cribbing that this path doesn’t allow me to take vacation currently and had to cancel my yr end plan with hubby. This leaves me bitter but thats fine....No Justifying again!!!!! I might not be able to walk in home by 6 PM or not hit the bed at 10 PM, I still feel this is ok since I have walked in here for a purpose....I still do my duties of waking on time to boil the Milk to put those clothes into the machine to my domestic duties at home....No Justifying either ways.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am still heavy at heart today.....Balancing act can be tough!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing which stuck me is about CARING...This word can be beautiful and dangerous too..We all care for the person we love, for the family and Frens. I strongly feel the amount of CARE should be limited depending on the intimacy with the person and also with the relationship you carry. It should not go to an extent where it starts acting as a friction to the personality type you are!!!! U agree???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I limit my expressions , feelings, comments, Opinions and demands keeping the person in mind. If your personality don’t demand so much OVER-caring, then why? Am one such person who just can’t taken overflowing of such things from anyone be it, except from Hubby which I enjoynit to unwind and bring that life back to my routine...hmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Hubby and gang leave to Munnar and Thekkady and am all set to wave Goodbye for the vacation.....If I look back at this year, which has been a lot of bumpy ride so unexpected most of the times, I have started to take these things with just a SMILE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into new office and that makes me few kms nearer to home. I plan to start driving to work, makes me less dependent on the public transport, my major worry being the Auto’s. In past 1 month, I had to wait average of 30 mins to get an auto back home in the evening. I completely agree to the article in TIMES today on the demand and Supply concept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make myself feel better, will add some photos........my shopping cart recently.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TPUEb3D2K6I/AAAAAAAAC14/RU6RuER4Amk/s1600/30112010%2528004%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545343392859696034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TPUEb3D2K6I/AAAAAAAAC14/RU6RuER4Amk/s320/30112010%2528004%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;***That's my dress...Handbag...ear-rings from Goa.....&lt;br /&gt;perfume and Diesel; Gugee surprised me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TPUEh233aSI/AAAAAAAAC2A/cTu3dU-fRtU/s1600/30112010%2528005%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545343495888660770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TPUEh233aSI/AAAAAAAAC2A/cTu3dU-fRtU/s320/30112010%2528005%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5425523015755286163?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5425523015755286163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5425523015755286163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5425523015755286163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5425523015755286163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/11/got-time-to-write.html' title='Got the time to write....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TPUEb3D2K6I/AAAAAAAAC14/RU6RuER4Amk/s72-c/30112010%2528004%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6849421181951097857</id><published>2010-11-15T22:06:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-15T22:32:07.593+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NewsPaper</title><content type='html'>I have a REGRET....&lt;br /&gt;I havent been able to screen the daily news paper, like the way I used to and most of the sections just remian so unknown to me from last few months....I think its my Job and apart responsibilities, which is keeping me away from this...My early morning tea goes without turning those pages ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6849421181951097857?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6849421181951097857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6849421181951097857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6849421181951097857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6849421181951097857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/11/newspaper.html' title='NewsPaper'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8386205682183266975</id><published>2010-11-10T19:44:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-11T10:10:37.711+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GOA........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqraK8P1NI/AAAAAAAAC1s/FX5SRZJiU9k/s1600/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was my first time in Goa. Vini, Bharu and Myself celebrated our Diwali this year in this amazing place. Therez so much I want to pen down about the know-how. It’s been more than 72 hrs am back home, I still sense what was I doing at same time 4 days ago……I refuse to flipside to reality, recollecting the fairy-tale from Day 1 to Day3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started 2 months ago, when I was going through lot of stressboth at Home and work. A routine call to Vini and she just wanted usto get away and have the girlie time. We booked our flight tickets onspot Aug 17th and least did we know then it was DIWALI time….Hubby was considerate and I could sense his disappointment since he had his plans for our long weekend. Got a Go-ahead and our trip was confirmed.The thought of spending time in a beach resort, a new place I have never explored, with diverse kinda populace was itself so welcoming. The thought of cleaning my dust-collected excursion bag and packing was so riveting…The thought of spending 3 days with two beautiful ladies, I have known from 8 yrs was so gripping and exploratory…I so very badly wanted this FEEL, kept it closed until I landed there… It was very well planned 3 day trip to Goa, taking experts advise so we do not miss on the BEST stuff while we there. We had our apt clothing to Itenary planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt; Reached airport early morning, Excitement filled us each moment.. We checked in to the resort much before and hadenough time to have a lazy breakfast. We settled at John’s nearby toour resort and took a lovely melancholy ride from the day we all joinedwork together back in 2002 to all the hilarious incidents we wentthrough…Memories filled the air, laughed at moments so funnyfor us today…&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was English and tea kept flowinguntil noon, unless we swayed ourselves to continue post sometime. This was one Heavy lazy longest breakfast we had in ourlives….Went back to our room to freshen up and change for the Beach….It was agreat walk on the shores.&lt;br /&gt;The dampness turning our skin almost golden and the much looked-for Dip in sea moves us to the world of paradise; so apt to rejuvenate from the heat…the marine holds us there, never wanting to leave back to the shores ( my feel) We pushed ourselves back to shores and Settled in one of the shacks to order our drink and late lunch…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We booked a car for the evening drive to the Fort and the sunset view. The evening weather, matched with sunset near the sea make me feel low and depresses but both girlsenjoyed the calm and peace that throws at you! Back to action late evening, to indulge in great Food for dine and Live band Music at Cavala Inn. With our drinks and head banging music, we were all set for an action packed evening to relieve the stress and what a way to conclude our Day1…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Day2:&lt;/span&gt; Waking up without the Alarm and having bed tea with sea view andgossiping with two fav ladies was the most beautiful thing that hashappened to me…This was a complete “&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEACH DAY”&lt;/span&gt;, with us trying Parasailing and jetsking (I DID IT!!!!)…whoaawwww initially with fear and almost scaring the instructor but slowly picking up the feel and enjoyed the water. All it took was to “LET GO OF MYSELF” and get wet and taste the salt and I was there all happy and welcoming it… After all the fun and shouting, it was break for Drink and talk and relax…&lt;br /&gt;It was sizzling and the TAN started to slowly work on our skin… In midst we had out little fun time by getting tatoo’s, shopping for accessories and feet massage done ( Bliss). Slowly weather changed and drizzle bought every lazybones there to waters AGAIN. People rushed to get into the waters,while it drizzled. What more can we ask???????? It was a view to becherished for life long and none of us wanted to be out of the waterfor hours to come. We danced, played games and sang songs indulged in our own thoughts and company….It was almost sun set when we came out and relaxedon the shore, stretching every part of us while the water hit our feet slowing releasing the tiredness…&lt;br /&gt;we were so much away from the routine and so much of being ourselves and with nature!!!! We concluded the day by taking good shower, trying out ourevening wear, dressing up, light makeup and headed towards Britto’sfor dinner ( Love this part). We had a lavish dinner near beach side and then back toCavala for Drink and music…It was a pleasant evening, amazing crowdand beautiful “us”!!!! Got back to the resort by 2AM and sat foranother round of talk with a glass of Lemonade until we all had to drag ourselves to bed…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;DAY3&lt;/span&gt;: Another lazy morning for us to start, looking at eachother and just not wanting to get away from bed…A slight ting of disappointed surrounded us, since this was our last day. Now, what more can be cheerful to cancel all plans and just include “&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;” in our list….This was called the “Shopping day”.&lt;br /&gt;Wewalked like localities in streets of Goa, trying to capture all at onego and take back as loads of memories and gifts for ourselves as possible. We picked a lovely leather handbag, couple of silver ear-rings, scarfs, dresses.. The shopping took so much time, that we forgot about the cruise weplanned and disappointed about not getting a good feetmassage….overall concluded the day with heavy bags back to Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual the air India flight got delayed and loss of sleep just madeus too tired to be heading back home….I still can’t believe we made it and had such a lovely time. Amde-stressed to some extent and back to work now….Will relish this time and place for a long time and the photos will keep tapping the nostalgia trip… Thanks to Vini &amp;amp; Bharu…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqrOUxU0iI/AAAAAAAAC1k/-ER8cPcLCCg/s1600/DSC03400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537926954387558946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqrOUxU0iI/AAAAAAAAC1k/-ER8cPcLCCg/s320/DSC03400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqq_t9Cl1I/AAAAAAAAC1c/0AonKIn0hb0/s1600/DSC03399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537926703449544530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqq_t9Cl1I/AAAAAAAAC1c/0AonKIn0hb0/s320/DSC03399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqqzyf1fEI/AAAAAAAAC1U/XK07uwH3Xrs/s1600/DSC03398.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqqfLegdJI/AAAAAAAAC1E/SSy7v_va-aY/s1600/DSC03385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537926144438858898" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqp3KXo_8I/AAAAAAAAC0k/NNGDQ6RlMqs/s320/DSC03300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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/4601712809285250129-8386205682183266975?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8386205682183266975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8386205682183266975' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8386205682183266975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8386205682183266975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/11/goa.html' title='GOA........'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TNqrOUxU0iI/AAAAAAAAC1k/-ER8cPcLCCg/s72-c/DSC03400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-442471869566179005</id><published>2010-10-17T21:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-17T21:03:18.437+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its Sunday and....</title><content type='html'>I slepT, cOOKED FOOD, sLEPT.....and SLEPT.....and only slept.....i woke up to only find that its evening and soon its gonna be MoNdAy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh......Monday Blues......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-442471869566179005?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/442471869566179005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=442471869566179005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/442471869566179005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/442471869566179005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/10/its-sunday-and.html' title='Its Sunday and....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4613901212670748247</id><published>2010-10-15T10:31:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:34:18.330+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Durgastami!</title><content type='html'>I was going through my old posts and wondered how was I able to write every time I wanted to and why NOT NOW? my fav blogs are pending to read though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Visited mom after a month and though it was just a brief, am happy I could make it and reflects how busy I have got in life. It still sends shivers, If I think of those months when I just sat at home waiting for something which never worked out! I feel I have taken many risks recently, which I should completely cut down, sit back and see what is SAFE for me so It gives me enough breather to smile and enjoy all small things in my routine which am missing out big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for a "start up" has its own beauty and rest of unsaid things which you need to be stronger mentally, clear in what you know and how would you go about winning a business. This is a lesson am learning and so desperate to see success. It’s the WAIT for the right moment, right presentation, right meeting and everything “RIGHT” for which we go through the entire churning phase. Hubby has his own ideas, but I know it’s a NO REGRET from my side. I can feel so much for this place so soon, it’s the Urge to do it RIGHT ( again!) …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333300;"&gt;Durgastami&lt;/span&gt; today and am at work ( ahhh!!!). I will be attending the pooja in Mom’s bro place which will happen in grand scale in the evening. I have my new salwar ready and all set for the evening mood. Am planning to SHOP-BIG-TIME this Sunday for the festival and wow, all is so well now…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4613901212670748247?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4613901212670748247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4613901212670748247' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4613901212670748247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4613901212670748247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/10/durgastami.html' title='Durgastami!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-940796125075828395</id><published>2010-10-01T19:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-01T19:14:38.337+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Masinagudi</title><content type='html'>After all the Drama on "Possible riot's" Verdict ( all due respects to my country ) and consoling my boss ji's for half day leave for my team, it was worth heading back home and taking a good one hour nap and prepare tea for all and discussing the verdict with FIL....There was work post that, which did not give any tantrums. Everyone agreed to my wish to get some Roti's from outside and that left me with no cooking schedule ( all Happy)......&lt;br /&gt;Lemme talk about this day..Am at work, full of Review session from morning and those frequent reminder calls from Bosse's...Its 7PM and none at work all gone back home to get their baggage for next 2 days! We have planned for our FIRST TEAM OUTING to "Masinagudi" leaving tonighte and back sunday evening! Its my outing after ages and thoug its without Gu, am still game for this to get away from my Routine!&lt;br /&gt;so TATA to all, see ya Bangalore on sunday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Havent seen mom from last 3 weeks and thats the only Regret!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-940796125075828395?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/940796125075828395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=940796125075828395' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/940796125075828395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/940796125075828395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/10/masinagudi.html' title='Masinagudi'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3537102311776344406</id><published>2010-09-08T10:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-08T10:38:00.889+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Daddyz the Best</title><content type='html'>I walked into office; all excited this morning…It was my Dad’s show in one of the Kannada channel which is the reason for my joy. This 61 yr old is simply amazing in his flow of thoughts, His views to his looks to his composure to style. This was no big Style show or related to movies, it was a 10 min clipping on his beliefs in this place and God and his experience. What am proud of here is his way of handling it and facing the camera so naturally, inspite of being a very common man…Yeah, Since the topic is my DAD, am adding a little excitement and writing….Hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Lunch date with Vini yesterday and had a tranquil time..Menu was simple and Hot Yummy Rice, Dal, Aloo methi and some salads. I completely switched off my work mood and jammed up on our chit-chat and shopping…. I never realized how much a stress-buster it is to look at all the new stuff she had to show and the soon to be trip planned to Goa (Just the girlie gang). We HAVE designed the clothing to be packed to the kind of drink to be tried…Its so much Fun planning and only hope it works for me. THis is much waited, since all my so called “Important” trips and occasion THIS YEAR have been missed/MESSED up JUST-LIKE-THAT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3537102311776344406?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3537102311776344406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3537102311776344406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3537102311776344406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3537102311776344406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/09/daddyz-best.html' title='Daddyz the Best'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3181252325536803758</id><published>2010-09-03T10:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-03T12:31:24.449+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its the HEADACE!</title><content type='html'>Headache has captured me from last 2 days, leaving me unaided. I have been feeling so weighty and disinterested in everything am doing. Am taking Dart and heavy application of Amruthanjan which will only help for my night’s sleep. Hubby feels its to do with my eye sight and I feel it’s the STRESS which I have created around me…..I will wait till weekend and another Doc visit for the month….&lt;br /&gt;Its not the HEADACE which is troubling me in reality, it’s the continuous folds of turmoil am subjected to otherwise. ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and mom had a TV shoot this morning and they sound so excited like the 20 yr olds….They have somehow been quite busy and I hardly feel they are leading a retired life. My dad’s ZEAL to always keep doing something, more on the devotional side has kept them on toes….They will be on one of the Kannada channel for 15 mins next tuesday, speaking about their life and their Fav pass time – “Praying” and their way of offerings to God. Its been one big day for them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its festival time and hardly planned anything for this Ganesha….Wish to celebrate in amma’s house, since sissy will be there and already looks like one gathering..I can get away from my routine (so badly) wanting to recently. Am gonna pick up this Eco-friendly Ganesha, based on Mohan’s blog…I have one near my place so its more easier for me. Have circulated the same at work, hopefully we all say NO TO TOXIC and welcome anything EC-FRIENDLY….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3181252325536803758?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3181252325536803758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3181252325536803758' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3181252325536803758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3181252325536803758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/09/its-headace.html' title='Its the HEADACE!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6941565250462313137</id><published>2010-08-23T21:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-23T22:13:22.275+05:30</updated><title type='text'>2nd Marriage Anniversary!!!!</title><content type='html'>Its two years, we are married....so strange, so excited, so nostalgic, so beautiful, so mystifying, so intimate, so much so am caught up with so many assorted thoughts...so much &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"IN LOVE&lt;/span&gt;"......So much We need eachother...so beautiful this relationship is and has done to us.....so nice to have someone always there for you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last two months has bonded us in a very different, unusual way...Its the times, we had to pull in all our strenghts to cope up...Hubby has turned out to be complete charmer by changing his king size LIFE STYLE and get down to understand and help me every single minute...we are strengths to each other and its this part of "unusual routine" which made me get to know him ALL OVER AGAIN!!! After ages, I went on to look into his eyes for long and say how much he means to me...Its a new "US" after all the eight yrs I have known him and a bond which is so so so so INTIMATE...Its not wrong to say AM IN LOVE AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my DEMANDS...Back to my collections...Its the SURPRISE I had in store on Friday early morning...I just woke up to the alarm and shocked to see hubby waiting for me to wake up...he asked me to open the Wardrobe....With waited breath, i rushed to the place and there was lying my big surprise pack.....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/THKkflVHFkI/AAAAAAAACzE/8vKtYpRO1cw/s1600/Image0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508646156731094594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/THKkflVHFkI/AAAAAAAACzE/8vKtYpRO1cw/s320/Image0491.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;HIDESIGN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sweetheart.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6941565250462313137?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6941565250462313137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6941565250462313137' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6941565250462313137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6941565250462313137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/08/2nd-marriage-anniversary.html' title='2nd Marriage Anniversary!!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/THKkflVHFkI/AAAAAAAACzE/8vKtYpRO1cw/s72-c/Image0491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1002549214089210973</id><published>2010-08-18T22:58:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:06:39.141+05:30</updated><title type='text'>STOP-GAP</title><content type='html'>Its 11 PM...very unusual of me to be awake, in front of the system and looking at these research docs. Am waiting for my boss's call so we can go over the plan and I can be done with the grilling session or feedback and hit the bed....&lt;br /&gt;By the time I realise, Soon its gonna be 6AM and need to wake up! uffffff......&lt;br /&gt;Any there who gets to sleep like 10...12 hrs sometimes??? lemme know&lt;br /&gt;This is more of s STOP-GAP blog, so I can be occupied. The silence of night ( here at home, 11 is like MIDNIGHT) is killing me....&lt;br /&gt;I havent read most of my fav's blog from long. I need to cach up what's happening....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a NEW DIAMOND NOSE RING, for Varamahalakshmi pooja and so much looking forward to wear my new possession. Its more for Hubby's sake, since he LOVES the stone more than anything!!!! He wants to have a collection and God save him....sometimes people are crazy for all different reasons...I will not be able to gift what he needs even this year. Am defaulting from last 2 yrs and hopefully soon will be able to make raise his eye brows and get that surprise HUG for having gifted what he always wanted....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am planning another HIDESIGN.....what's say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1002549214089210973?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1002549214089210973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1002549214089210973' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1002549214089210973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1002549214089210973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/08/stop-gap.html' title='STOP-GAP'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1602224397003340419</id><published>2010-08-17T13:01:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:10:56.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"GUEST POST" by Hubby!</title><content type='html'>Hubby was hospitalised last month with rashes all over his body and some kind of Viral&lt;strong&gt; at the same time&lt;/strong&gt; as his parents were for diffferent reasons...He has been completely kicked out of his routine, which made him write a &lt;strong&gt;Guest post for my Blog&lt;/strong&gt;..... &lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt; I write this post keeping in mind the characters that I think are integral part to me and this is not subject to any individual or to depict anyone in any form what so ever. Viewers are free to read thro’ and infer what they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To begin this journey of my blog – though I have one of mine [Bantalpad.blogspot.com] I have made no effort to visit that in a while nor have I written an post in the last couple of years, I do visit to keep it LIVE! I have started this with a BUNCH of Thoughts which are in me and I hope to have captured all of it in my way, you as a reader may or may not be able to review what is the MORAL of this [so called] STORY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can relate the 3 characters [S1 S2 S3] to a Time Piece! The Hour Stick, Minute Stick and the Ticker [Seconds Stick]…these days you may get models which may or may not have the ticker but yet this is a component which decides the FATE ~ ~ ~ &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TGo8gPFuu_I/AAAAAAAACy0/gYSihaxF-AI/s1600/DSC02811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506280018917899250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TGo8gPFuu_I/AAAAAAAACy0/gYSihaxF-AI/s320/DSC02811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is Automatic, it needs no Quartz/Diamonds or Winding…the only point here is that it can rotate either ways [Clock or anti clock], what’s making me say so is if ALL is WELL then it’s the CLOCK wise movement else it is the other way round. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I introduce another character 4 [S4] in this blog who is the actual time piece having all of the other 3 in him! Approximately Thirty Years ago this clock got its shape and came to the external world, in course of time and action this individual has got seasoned to the up’s and downs of LIFE. I say “SPIRITS can keep your SPIRIT HIGH” while in this case it has been the 3 characters who have been an absolute SPIRIT to the LIVING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TGo8raAiiPI/AAAAAAAACy8/ikVcLkRavEc/s1600/IMG_6895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506280210827479282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TGo8raAiiPI/AAAAAAAACy8/ikVcLkRavEc/s320/IMG_6895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ask me who S1,S2,S3 characters are, well I may or may not reveal that! The third character came into my life approximately 8 years ago and from then ON there has been no looking back. This individual has been aside all thro’ the CREST and TROUGH yet has not lost the CHARM and has been a SIGN of the PLUS in my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2010 has been nerve whipping year for the 4 characters, it started on a CLOCK WISE note and half way thru’ I notice it reversing its DIRECTION! Believe me, it’s an EXPERIENCE one has to go thru in LIFE at least for being a HUMAN! It gives a perspective of Reliability and Dependability on whose- who in this system of Society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s easier said than done; when you have people who visit you on ADHOC basis give us a DOPE of how to handle with CARE and CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The PRESSURE is IMMENSE when you are mixed up of what’s in store for you when you actually looking forward to another BRIGHTER day with a RAY of HOPE! I am in this situation @ present! I have liked Materialism in life but the last 10 days has made a difference which I HOPE will take me to the ROAD NOT TAKEN – LEAD or TREAT life with a DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the PHYSICAL PERSENCE which is actually the HEALING TOUCH to a WOUND! No matter how much WORDS of WISDOM u throw on the table, guiding an individual seated beside without losing CLAM is the NEXT best THING that I have DONE till date! This is certainly an EXPERIENCE which has given me a DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE and I strongly feel that this has helped me GARNER STRENGTH, SERVE a HELPING HAND, SELF Mgmt –aside to TIME, so on…&lt;br /&gt;LIFE take a TURN which has no minimum or maximum RADIUS, it’s TIME TO FATE! And then DESTINY KILLS with so much of thoughts running le to your mind and soul. Not sure which one will take LEAD as I feel you will have NO CONTROL on either after a certain point in TIME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy **** I am trying hard to refrain from saying more, b’cos I think it’s more to do with self and I am kind of losing sight to express in words! It’s more of me and me along with the other 3S who are just adorable to always MINE!&lt;br /&gt;Hope this to be the only POST of mine which is to do with SORROW’S and look forward to HAPPY TIMES AHEAD!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1602224397003340419?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1602224397003340419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1602224397003340419' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1602224397003340419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1602224397003340419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/08/guest-post-by-hubby.html' title='&quot;GUEST POST&quot; by Hubby!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TGo8gPFuu_I/AAAAAAAACy0/gYSihaxF-AI/s72-c/DSC02811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1362009888184042913</id><published>2010-08-10T11:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-10T12:01:28.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Without my mobile charged....</title><content type='html'>The reason behind my perturbed morning is “My mobile is not chargedL; battery is Drained and no power at home”&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be as important as my first dose of morning cuppa or be it my shower…I just can’t do without it at all and seems odd, looking at it almost dead. I just cannot afford to miss calling hubby for updates from home which is a priority, will miss my client calls, updates to my boss, my usual call to amma and my sis or be it my friends whom I catch up while traveling to work or back home...My entire day without my lifepartner ..eekkssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, Vins has so many stories to tell me in a day, making me wonder why I don’t have as many updates in a day. Do I need to connect with more people? My life is pretty much a routine, seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I need to mention HOW I FEEL today...Am coming out to be more stronger, bolder, clear of what I want to do, smile in crisis ( took me long) and still have a LIFE….Today marks the feel good day for this reason…Cheers&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1362009888184042913?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1362009888184042913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1362009888184042913' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1362009888184042913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1362009888184042913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/08/without-my-mobile-charged.html' title='Without my mobile charged....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7025385267149120879</id><published>2010-08-06T08:59:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-06T09:03:43.394+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Questions &amp; Questions....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TFuCFC4yZ9I/AAAAAAAACyY/qeleQsyAZj8/s1600/question%2520mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502134392949204946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TFuCFC4yZ9I/AAAAAAAACyY/qeleQsyAZj8/s320/question%2520mark.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have been wanting to write and pour my heart out here, but somehow feel, have lost interest in all that I used to be so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; about all this while....It can be the turns my life is taking and so unable to express....another venting out session, lemme try not to.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NEW JOB, turning into too many obligations since am unable to deliver what I promised. It’s more to do with my personal issues for which am unable to spend time at work. I thought I went back to joining this place with a huge Vengeance but seems like it’s not treating me well enough to satisfy my EGO. Just messaged my boss will be working from home, which I hate to do and waiting for his reply....Where will this take me? Back to where I was in the beginning of the YEAR? Back to the phase I so badly not want to go through again? Many questions as to WHY ME still churns my stomach and its all pointed at me. I need to answer all these. QUESTIONS &amp;amp; QUESTIONS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family is back home, after 2 weeks of hospitals and surgery and viral infections. It’s another Phase which I want to leave behind the memories and take only the lessons I learnt on Crisis management...I still recall the smell of the hospital to the PAIN or be it waiting for the duty doc to check one by one, to the packing of food with no hunger and throwing all at the end of the day, to asking for Help...It’s all OVER and hopefully recovery is fast enough for me to get back to my routine and forget the 15 days of unavoidable pain, which made me feel so lonely..&lt;br /&gt;Am missing my first cousin’s marriage this month and our 2nd anniversary plans is on HOLD. So all the “pre-excitment” flow is a WASTE. I will no more be a part of the gang, who are planning from the attire to the Drama which will take place on the 5 day wedding event. Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Venting out???? Oppssss.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am COOKING!!!! Oh not really, but at least a breakfast or dinner in a day is giving me enough cheerfulness. I learnt quite a few dishes and hopefully try-out more...This is my area of interest and enjoying it. Planning to check some recipes online, to gratify my foodie stomach...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7025385267149120879?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7025385267149120879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7025385267149120879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7025385267149120879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7025385267149120879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/08/questions-questions.html' title='Questions &amp; Questions....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TFuCFC4yZ9I/AAAAAAAACyY/qeleQsyAZj8/s72-c/question%2520mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3240901165689728569</id><published>2010-07-24T19:12:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-24T19:19:17.999+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHY ME</title><content type='html'>WHY ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" ITS ONLY questions" RUNNING AND FLOWING in my mind and all over me...Its just QUESTIONS.....Only one things can help me, which I bank on completely being a Piscean!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Loss of hope rather than loss of life is what decides the issues of war. But helplessness induces &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hopelessness"&lt;br /&gt;B. H. Liddell Hart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3240901165689728569?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3240901165689728569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3240901165689728569' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3240901165689728569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3240901165689728569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='WHY ME'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7104729216831205391</id><published>2010-07-15T22:48:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:56:42.777+05:30</updated><title type='text'>15JULY......</title><content type='html'>I wanted to write this post first thing today, but could not. Its nearing mid-night but had to do this b4 I hit the bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am sapped on energy I carried in the morning, excitement all lost as the sun sets on July 15th …Well, this date eight yrs rear, marks my footstep into work life ( Cool na)!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sooper-dooper excited in the morning, messaging my few very close buddies I have known from Day1 and announcing the whole world about this…It’s a great feel, as counter to few months back I was even dreading of me not celebrating this feel since I took that 4 months break. I feel so refreshed, after all the Trauma myself and gu had to go through…&lt;br /&gt;All those memories is tightly packed off, we are back to life now…..and feel so good for a voyage of eight years.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will remain a FIGHT for me to have a so called "a career", but will ensure will stick to my WANTS rather than going with the flow at my side of life…I struggle to express at times, the answers which am not answerable to and those moments so bumpy for me... Hubby is on my side and that’s my ONLY STRENGTH, Like always, for everything....I don't wanna lose my battle.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, just waiting for amma, appa to get back to Bangalore. Feel like staying with them for few days...Sissy is all set to spend 2 weeks with with them and am soo soo JJJJJJ!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am missing some good friday movies with the Gang cos of work and its one of those days tomorrow...They r all gonna be watching leonardo and am gonna be watching a ppt and a probable client visit...Good NigHt buddies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TD9De26P-iI/AAAAAAAACyI/-kYoSeSQwNs/s1600/DSC_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494184267830262306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TD9De26P-iI/AAAAAAAACyI/-kYoSeSQwNs/s320/DSC_0318.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TD9EhOjrNMI/AAAAAAAACyQ/0paeWYm4MBQ/s1600/IMG_1249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494185408049394882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TD9EhOjrNMI/AAAAAAAACyQ/0paeWYm4MBQ/s320/IMG_1249.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And..Cheers to our happy times....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As per Hubby's wish, heres a snap of our's and to make it day tomorrow morning :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U better take me to another TRIP... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4601712809285250129-7104729216831205391?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7104729216831205391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7104729216831205391' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7104729216831205391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7104729216831205391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/07/15july.html' title='15JULY......'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TD9De26P-iI/AAAAAAAACyI/-kYoSeSQwNs/s72-c/DSC_0318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7453894452205457299</id><published>2010-07-13T10:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-13T10:03:45.407+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sad and Happy....</title><content type='html'>Its early morning, My thoughts completely dominated with the progress of work both at home and office, running around here and there to finish up drying clothes to getting the Lunch box ready and have no time left…Half my mind still worried about the call I had with my fren last evening, who lost his brother in a bad accident 2 weeks back…..I still have questions swirling around me 24/7 ...&lt;br /&gt;I was having a quick face wash, there’s news that this 29 yr old guy whom we kind of know ( My FIL's very close friend family) killed himself last evening….HELL with his life, for whatever reason it maybe, was switched off foolish to do this at this age……He was supposed to be getting married next month and holds a PhD Degree. So what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disturbed….spoke to the auto driver all my way....Called my parents and they were busy….Hubby was in a meeting…. Called couple of my old fren’s and reached work….This will keep me occupied and done for the day….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some happy news..My first cousin, who is just 4 days older to me, is getting married next month. I will be planning my short trip to Hasan and Shimoga and so very looking forward for this time off. I will not be required to do any shopping, but will be doing heavy planning with all my cousins on the attire and accessories!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7453894452205457299?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7453894452205457299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7453894452205457299' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7453894452205457299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7453894452205457299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/07/sad-and-happy.html' title='Sad and Happy....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9042261421857199397</id><published>2010-07-08T14:19:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-08T14:19:34.223+05:30</updated><title type='text'>just an update</title><content type='html'>Am TIrEd….&lt;br /&gt;Its lovely weather, unless you are traveling in an auto and getting drenched just before that meeting which is so important….reaching office and no time to even look at yourself in the mirror and do your hair..&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is how my day started…&lt;br /&gt;Work is hectic on outside and taking its time for me to be well prepared and be in the “ACTION”. I have no time to use as probation or training as reasons, every day needs to be a planned-action filled-fruitful day without a miss…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty much a routine, CHANGES so well accepted in recent times…&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting one short trip away from Bangalore with hubby, which is taking its own time to even plan it. It’s a huge regret, I wasn’t able to travel for last few months and now, it’s so tough to even get started. Getting away from this city is nitty-gritty for the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something disturbing happened few days back…Its my fren’s brother who met with a horrible accident and departed us…I haven’t met him in person, but I keep re-calling this ….Its shocking, its disastrous for the family, unspeakable and JUST NOT DONE…I had no dare to visit him / family and have been thinking of at least a message or call, but unable to. I feel bad, for not having visited inspite of hubby asking me to, but it’s so tough and can’t think of anything to speak or console them. I imagine this loss for his family and there is a spurt of scare inside I feel…This thought is just not leaving me……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-9042261421857199397?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9042261421857199397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9042261421857199397' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9042261421857199397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9042261421857199397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/07/just-update.html' title='just an update'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4174905339280567255</id><published>2010-06-24T23:20:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:36:32.242+05:30</updated><title type='text'>what's up with me</title><content type='html'>My wardrobe looks messy....&lt;br /&gt;Few missed calls unanswered at end of day....&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to give my clothes to Laundry.....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt speak to amma for long, had to cut her calls sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;I didnt look at my plait and skin for long in mirror.....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt call K, N, V ....for the daily dose of update....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt listen to next door's aunt story from MIL....&lt;br /&gt;I ate like pig and finished in no time...&lt;br /&gt;I dream of reports and ppts in the night....&lt;br /&gt;I wake up planning on what to be completed and prepare tea daydreaming.....&lt;br /&gt;Am wearing the same footwear from last 1 week....&lt;br /&gt;Am not planning my weekend....&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is away and havent written those long mails and told those MISS U, Love u stuff ....&lt;br /&gt;My novels are lying there....&lt;br /&gt;My hindi serial is missing in my life....ahhhhh Sadhna died and I didnt even know until today...&lt;br /&gt;I don't keep my Gtalk ON....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt take appa out for his Brahmin's coffee....&lt;br /&gt;I said NO to Raavan movie last noon....&lt;br /&gt;No trips planned, its been a month ..Ghoshhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Havent read my favourite Blogs :(((......&lt;br /&gt;I havent tried my new tee....&lt;br /&gt;Am AWAKE post 10 PM......eeeksss&lt;br /&gt;I didnt have that Ghup-shup with the watchman....&lt;br /&gt;Havent polished my nail....&lt;br /&gt;Any bollywood fights or lovestories in the run???? whats in Page3?&lt;br /&gt;havent paid my LIC biils....&lt;br /&gt;Evenings are without FIL's and my talk on Sensex and Euro's market...&lt;br /&gt;I didnt run to the land line ring.....&lt;br /&gt;I didnt visit amma's house this weekend....&lt;br /&gt;No news paper while I eat....&lt;br /&gt;Where is the remore for TV lying????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;...........................well...well....well......Nothing's wrong with me...&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I have gotten BUSY ( ll smiles)!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Loved writing this, such a relief.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Miss my frequent updates here.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4174905339280567255?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4174905339280567255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4174905339280567255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4174905339280567255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4174905339280567255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/06/whats-up-with-me.html' title='what&apos;s up with me'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6915364064018433870</id><published>2010-06-16T08:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:07:16.457+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I Love VoLvO!</title><content type='html'>Its boring to drive today and irritating to take an auto that distant....&lt;br /&gt;I have no one to give me FREE drop and how do I manage to travel in this city?&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out for a short meet and have no option, but take the AUTO ( ghosh!) and can imagine the amount of dust that gonna capture my skin and the amount of freshness I would be left with before the schedule............I miss the Volvo today, which I would rate the "BEST transport system".I don't have one running in my route to the destination, and wish there are more buses in future, saving me from this morning tauma.....&lt;br /&gt;This was Just a update of my wednesday morning feeling.....Apart from that, am all happy today....woke up at 5AM, which is the best time to start a day and was able to catch up on many things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful wednesday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Loving Life again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6915364064018433870?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6915364064018433870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6915364064018433870' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6915364064018433870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6915364064018433870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/06/i-love-volvo.html' title='I Love VoLvO!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-127142434480511364</id><published>2010-06-14T09:17:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-14T09:26:38.881+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jazzling JuNe</title><content type='html'>June started off with a good note; thanks to the lovely weather Bangalore is back to what it is notorious for....it just somehow manages to make me feel so positive and good about each day...&lt;br /&gt;I planned a short vacation at mom’s place. When you find nothing to look forward to, just head back home is the MANTRA. This is exactly what I did and came back so-so revitalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I ensured to convince mom to FREAK-OUT My-WAY! I planned the entire week and it was total fun to endlessly walk with her in the MALL, shop aimlessly, experimental cooking only, evening walk while it drizzled, those never climax chitchat late in the night and making fun to her joining hands with appa, hugging them, well everything just so BeAuTiFuL. It was completely MY WAY and feels so content after long and all the drama which we had to go through in May...Somehow May 2010 will remain a nightmare for me lifetime....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was fUn..Met with hubby’s neice n Nephew who ARE growing to be total Brats and always a surprise package. Though kids never excited me, its changing slowly since they are too lovely to be ignored and accept that it’s so beautiful to be around them...Played some silly-gilly games and laughed like never-before...Mazed at the kind of question asked and the innocence at its best and how skillfully they get accustomed to your way of talking and thinking and actions....Can't believe its me noticing all this and enjoying but for sure looking forward to be there again in their company ..(few pics posted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My JOB-Job jOb:&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed on the job front, something unconventional on the way and undeniably a challenge to start it, but positively will give it a try and pray it all works in my favour....will soon get to know more details on same and just waiting ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmpyG-51I/AAAAAAAACxE/7l5a6Gqp1yA/s1600/Image0453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471358149355346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmpyG-51I/AAAAAAAACxE/7l5a6Gqp1yA/s320/Image0453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmtxM7gEI/AAAAAAAACxM/U0mqlc8OclU/s1600/Image0455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 298px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471426625339458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmtxM7gEI/AAAAAAAACxM/U0mqlc8OclU/s320/Image0455.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmdIlYrvI/AAAAAAAACw0/gIbLqhdczZk/s1600/Image0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471140844154610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmdIlYrvI/AAAAAAAACw0/gIbLqhdczZk/s320/Image0445.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmlBITb3I/AAAAAAAACw8/bMf8ZQSRj4s/s1600/Image0448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482471276282081138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmlBITb3I/AAAAAAAACw8/bMf8ZQSRj4s/s320/Image0448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4601712809285250129-127142434480511364?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/127142434480511364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=127142434480511364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/127142434480511364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/127142434480511364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/06/jazzling-june.html' title='Jazzling JuNe'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/TBWmpyG-51I/AAAAAAAACxE/7l5a6Gqp1yA/s72-c/Image0453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-92737950449293468</id><published>2010-05-29T21:26:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-29T21:36:13.432+05:30</updated><title type='text'>oH iTS SATURDAY</title><content type='html'>Wish I could scribble the :"Downhill" v going through.....I instead took the pen and wrote the entire episode in my old Diary, closed it never to be scared of this again..One more time and its last on monday and its OVER.....No self-pity, No more tears, this is Life......&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;Its saturday evening and am alone with my notebook and hubby out with his friends for dinner....Is this called "Marriage-post-1year" ( WINK)...oh, am not cribbing, just thought of something like this for a moment and smiled, so cute...am enjoying my solitude, my silence thoughts, my way of getting back to things and routine :)&lt;br /&gt;"Mahashweta" by Sudha Murthy is a light story, which is keeping me engaged while I eat. Its about the importance men give to "BEAUTY" - FAIR SKIN Vs the reality of life...I do not recommend, but nice timepass for me...Am also reading "The Juror" by John Grisham, something really good and highly recommend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripe-yummy looking-fat-raspoori mango waiting on the table, for me to relish....so tata for now and mango delight time!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-92737950449293468?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/92737950449293468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=92737950449293468' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/92737950449293468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/92737950449293468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/05/oh-its-saturday.html' title='oH iTS SATURDAY'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1770896713398750402</id><published>2010-05-27T21:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:40:58.125+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Not Sleepy- so this post</title><content type='html'>Am not sleepy (or) don't feel like hitting the bed on time tonight and have nothing in mind to scribble here.....Its been "ONly-Attend-functions" back to back from last few days and drained me wearing those "Kancheevaram" sarees. I love them, contrary need lot of time and good weather as demand; to tie it up neatly. This is also a means to remove those stacked up marriage sarees of mine, which comes out only on such occasions.&lt;br /&gt;Since I have all the time in the world, to pull those sarees out and get ready was more of nostalgia this time and wonder 2 yrs back, I was so heavily excited to pick them up for my BIG DAY.&lt;br /&gt;The shopping so neatly mapped, the no-silence days of planning and shouting to be listened to and just the excitment of getting married and shopping was all so so so fine-looking. I am those lucky ones, who was all smirk for months and waiting for the day, enjoyed every moment with aniticipation; me 'out-of-world' to be standing next to my hubby and say "I DO".....Nothing could have done better than the kancheevaram attire, so perfect for the occasion!!!! So heres to say I love my sarees, though they r such a pain to tie and go out in sun:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a MUST-DO in this part of the country and not many girls/women like to tie this up during any occasion. But I never felt this way, maybe little old-fashioned, maybe tied up thoughts but still stick to this attire for your day!&lt;br /&gt;ANyone who shares my feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;My parents are travelling; both different direction and unfortunately my plan gets deviated cos of this. I was supposed to be staying with them for a week ; then changed to travel with mom and the changed to - stay here in BANGALORE! so my plan all back to Square one, I need to watch a good movie to make it up....Kites-NO NO....This is what everyone, every paper is shouting....&lt;br /&gt;Good moviee plsssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1770896713398750402?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1770896713398750402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1770896713398750402' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1770896713398750402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1770896713398750402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/05/not-sleepy-so-this-post.html' title='Not Sleepy- so this post'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9187113366975703246</id><published>2010-05-19T21:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:43:03.055+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dahi-puri NO-NO</title><content type='html'>Depressing weather is what we call, when it’s Cyclone in our neighbouring states, but somehow I love the non-existence of Sun during my day and more great-feel factor, if I have to wear a sweater....Its one of those days today and lazed around watching movies be it repeat and making that hot masala chai...I did imagine a trip planned to some hill station at some idle time; but none will take place for few more months as per hubby (Cost cutting buddy)...We almost zeroed Europe trip and soon realised what a DrEaM baby!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality and weather, I called hubby to be back early so I can go for one round of hot-spicy Pav bhaji or Masala puri...( Yes, sounds great and perfect).... Thanks to him, he was home on time and I was all warm clothed to relish my hot-spicy-blah-blah stuff...I kept telling him, how much I was waiting to just go out while It drizzled and stuff in those road-side delicacies ( am shouting..am a FOOD-LOVER)...We changed destination, since there was this new place in heart of Gandhi-Bazar....I suddenly saw the chap artistically pouring thick curd, preparing DAHI-puri and I soon changed my mind from hot Masala puri to Dahi puri stuff.....I took that first big piece in hurry and there My MOOD just went “OFF”, the dahi one was so cold, more on sweet side and HELL this is not-done types....All the vent up “WANT” from morning of that descriptive spicy stuff just made me so irritated and finished up the ordered stuff with a frown face...I didn’t feel like going for anything else, came back home just feeling Cold....Hubby could not make out my mood swings, but I was really disappointed in seconds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realised my MOOD changes so well, the kind of food am eating and how good/bad it makes me feel...I just lose my energy, the moment I have something in mind but which alters to what am eating and the feel is just so Unwanted...It’s one of those days- U know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am spending my first half of day alone ( IN BOLD “ALONE”) tomorrow and planning it skilfully; since I want to enjoy the SILENCE....I will not be taking any calls nor inviting anyone and will take up silence as my company ( This is a Kind of therapy am trying) to just be myself..Sounds nice again...I have planned to order Pizza and Garlic bread for my Lunch....so looking forward to...Its MY haly-day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you in Bangalore, enjoy the WEATHER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-9187113366975703246?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9187113366975703246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9187113366975703246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9187113366975703246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9187113366975703246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/05/dahi-puri-no-no.html' title='Dahi-puri NO-NO'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8194851000026521089</id><published>2010-05-19T11:20:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-19T11:34:05.640+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>BACK....&lt;br /&gt;Lot of CRAZY-MANIAC things happening at my end and personally feel bad am not updating my Life in this this space....&lt;br /&gt;Am still waiting for the sunshine at my end, while the journey continues; the series of incident making me learn so many lessons, each passing day a less cribbing and more of accepting the Life’s sudden threats and module, sure making me a strong person in life....Am facing things, which were so least expected that am moulding to “ACCEPT” it rather than “ESCAPE”...I will do a DETAILED post on the incidents, purely for my own fulfilment ( off course need Hubby’s permission in this case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from Life’s lessons, another major change from last few months is am AT HOME. Me being ME, is quite challenging to cope myself under the same roof the whole day and experimenting all sorts of stuff under sky to keep myself REAALY BUSY!!!! Am yet to accept, not that its bad to be at home and managing things at this end, but for a person who has always worked is quite tough. Now, am I cribbing???? Lemme stop.......and proceed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading loads of books back to back and am more in love with them than I can remember anytime...It’s no more my time pass, rather my teachers and my Love again...Am in touch with 2 of my long lost fren’s and its a great to have them back and wait for those calls again...&lt;br /&gt;Am learning my MIL’s way of cooking and I always loved to experiment in this department...Am gonna be one hellll cook later yrs and God save my Hubby( am serious)..Its gonna be so many varities, different cuisines and sure he’s not gonna like it that way...But I will DO what I LOVE; Like the way I married him ( LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Imaginative powers have increased, thanks to the time I get and which makes me think crazy stuff and put things in action, each day different one from another.. At times, its not a good feel, but atleast am THINKING and Trying to experiment with limited resources..For Example:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) There is work on Rain water harvesting in our apt..I talk to the workers on their lifestyle and how much they are educated about the work they are ON. I read on the subject and try telling them...Makes sense??? Anyways am learning &lt;br /&gt;b) I tried to learn MAKE UP tricks and tried this crazy flashyyy eye-liner with thick Kohl and mascara for a reception party..eeekkssss..But I tried something different &lt;br /&gt;But I paid a bomb for the coloured eye-liner....&lt;br /&gt;c) Mock interview...I have some close resources, who take mock interviews with me and vice-versa and ITS-SO-MUCH-FUN! Its a great stress buster...I had great time attending 2 real interviews in last month and enhanced my poise so much!&lt;br /&gt;d) I try new ways to impress my hubby...when he is back from office, he is targeted to my new institute ways of talks, jokes and romance (WINK)...Am trying to be good, after all these years yaar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Its my parent's marriage anniversary tomorrow, 33 yrs of togetherness!!!!! I have a feeling they don't remember since they are preparing for my cousin's engagement t'row...I have no gift planned for them and feel its too late for anything while I write this...&lt;br /&gt;Am missing my first cousin's engagement tomorrow in Hassan, for which I was so much looking forward to...everyone's gonna have fun there...boohoooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to read all the blogs, which I haven’t from almost 3 weeks... I hardly get any good ones to write these days, since i have a alter-life..I miss all the action like last year.&lt;br /&gt;No Escaping from Life’s lessons....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8194851000026521089?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8194851000026521089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8194851000026521089' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8194851000026521089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8194851000026521089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/05/back.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1826996113061784306</id><published>2010-04-27T12:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:09:20.119+05:30</updated><title type='text'>GirLs-dAy-OUT!</title><content type='html'>It was a Girls day out, myself accompanied by my 10yr old &amp; 17yr old niece to treat our self a day at ‘Paatshala’ with our Fav Shahid kapoor and Lunch at Chungs( could not miss the Chinese food), shaping a great combo of movie-food and girlie talks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I was wondering having promised them to take out, what do I talk or how do I manage them, with me having no know-how with dealing this AGE-this GEN. They were always a step ahead, talking from earth to sky, educated much more than the text books and knowledge on anything from school to college to IPL, politics, actress, fashion, food, books....WHAT NOT? While I relished my mushroom soup, i was surprised at the maturity merge that comes with the age the girls carried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was FUN, to learn more about the school from the 10yr old; making me wonder how much the ATTITUDE of the kids have changed, same with the relationship between a teacher-student is so much contrary to what existed in 80’s ( My school time). The CONFIDENCE of what needs to be done is quite well imbibed at such young age, which makes a clear path for carrying out the education. I learnt that its not only about academics anymore and parents are so much open for their kids to explore what they need, which is a good sign. There are more activities and facilities in comparison, which might make it stressful, yet a much needed one. Its mainly the "CHANGE" in times and terms, which made me sit and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came some college stories from the 16 yr old, yet again very different from couple of yrs back, where I was constantly trying out comparison in my mind, while enjoying my Veg chowmein. The fun is different, having access to more things and information which can be used rightly or wrongly depending on an teen-indivisual. Its a very confusing age and same with forming picture as to what these young people are upto. Few things I liked; SAY the group of freinds who participate in multiple much forum's organised by college to doing their part for Saving tress to awareness on environment and a strong desire to protect it (WOW) and few more made me sit up and wonder if this is the right age. Its the Internet which is the culprit or is it the exposure to things whichout having a second thought? Yet, so much at such an age.....Phew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my school and college days, laughing more out of what ‘I’ did, while they spoke their stories. It was a Day-dream luncheon for me, which made it more tasty and took me to a different time.  yet; There are so many sweet little things I enjoyed, due to lack of facilities, information, the system, parent's attitude, rules, etc..etc...which made it more sweeter comparatively and more fun which will be so cherished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we didn’t miss on some of our fav topics like Fashion, dresses, shopping, gossiping here and there and those light moments, which had to match to both age groups...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was quite and a serious affair, since it was on education system and some reality bites in 2 hrs time. I would have preferred a DVD watch, but got some time to sit in dark and roll into my own thoughts on the subject. Overall a nice rating for my start of week....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1826996113061784306?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1826996113061784306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1826996113061784306' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1826996113061784306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1826996113061784306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/04/girls-day-out.html' title='GirLs-dAy-OUT!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7712162366629031213</id><published>2010-04-21T09:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-21T09:50:18.236+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Its Semi finals for RCB!</title><content type='html'>Final it’s a big day for my RCB team, playing against Mumbai! Am tensed, desperately on tenterhooks 'we win' and heartbreaking for all those who bought tickets for the semi’s and had to go through the tough patch of getting their tickets returned. I so badly wanted to watch semi’s in the stadium and somehow never early to book the tickets and later made hubby check everywhere only to realise its cancelled in Bengaluru. I shall miss the IPL season soon....I have never been a cricket fan, but situations like mine; make you just pick up something you have never been into and get so fond of...who knows what's NEXT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered in the last world cup, and then working with my previous employer had a team full of BOYS! Now, how can I expect the work and deadline to be completed, when 100% of the team were CRICKET CRAZY lovers, while it was just “ME” wondering what’s in this game???? It was a huge challenge, to work out a plan to divide the team of 15 into four groups and plan their breaks so they get to watch the match in the TV screen in office Pantry (we were not allowed to browse net / listen to radio then), with only a TV avalable during breaks to be switched on in low volume/muted. The motivation level and team bonding was at its highest then, with such adjustments. &lt;br /&gt;It was fun, since it worked out very well and all of us KHHUSSHHHH......I felt neurotic at times, since the only language spoken on floor was CrKcIkEt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;I plan to write a book (sarcasm); on the different inventive ways to find the “Right job”. I shall pen down my experience and never know, my known circle and friends might find it useful. I have some pointers ready, which needs to be polished and submitted artistically. This is more to define my state of mind at this moment... &lt;br /&gt;Few people rightly said, not to run behind anything or somehting like that...just keep trying and you will get it...is there a proverb like this???? &lt;br /&gt;BUT;Something life has taught me so beautifully in recent times...which I have been experiencing in multiple ways...so presently with no expectations for anything, only hoping the right times strikes...for now, it’s just the breathing exercise for my Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am still determined to be cheerful and happy, in whatever situation I may be; for I have also learned from experience that the greater part of our happiness or misery depends upon our dispositions, and not upon our circumstances." Martha Washington&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;Plan to watch PHOONK2 soon in Theatre. Hubby for sure will never join me for this crazy idea, but am roping in on my niece who is so just 10yrs but doule excited to be watching her first horror movie in theatre. It might be fun-never know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KANE &amp; ABEL" from Jeffery archer is amazing read. The flow just takes you to that world, attitude so strong and just contrary to our existence. Recommend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have clearly checked and planned some space in the existing garden in out apt. Now, since its taken care by one lady, I will have to make my way slowly. I have selected a small place, where I shall plant "Chanduhuvvu" ( Kannada) which has been my first fav since childhood. The spread is amazing and the flower is yellowish-orange, which I want to be my view in the morning from my window! Sounds nice? Soon, I shall be planting them and posting pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7712162366629031213?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7712162366629031213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7712162366629031213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7712162366629031213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7712162366629031213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/04/its-semi-finals-for-rcb.html' title='Its Semi finals for RCB!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5337260887993853285</id><published>2010-04-12T09:26:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:51:13.373+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am full of EnErGy today!!!</title><content type='html'>Great vacation at mom's house, did series of things with three of them that am yet to be mentally back here at home!&lt;br /&gt;Watched "Aptarakshaka" ( Kannada movie)on friday and surprisingly loved it!&lt;br /&gt;I made it a point to walk my mom through the full mall, since she never really wants to explore it. Its was great to watch her shocking amusement at how people just keep shopping and filling their bags..&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping, YES for groceries and vegetables and gifts for my neice...&lt;br /&gt;I spoke for hours including some heathy gossip and watched the RCB match with appa, which can never get better than this... wow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..the most important part of the vacation was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;breakfast @ MTR&lt;/span&gt;. This is like a tradition I used follow with my dad during weekends ( before my marriage) and we re-created it this friday. Loved-loved the masala dosa-jamoon-idly-sambar....Coffee...yumm&lt;br /&gt;ChErIsHeD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeUh6FXXI/AAAAAAAACvs/o6Y23EASmTI/s1600/Image0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459099773863026034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeUh6FXXI/AAAAAAAACvs/o6Y23EASmTI/s320/Image0437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeREB171I/AAAAAAAACvk/_TUfJL3RY5I/s1600/Image0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459099714302898002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeREB171I/AAAAAAAACvk/_TUfJL3RY5I/s320/Image0435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeX09gbrI/AAAAAAAACv0/p6YzQqH0mzI/s1600/Image0438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 232px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459099830517264050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeX09gbrI/AAAAAAAACv0/p6YzQqH0mzI/s320/Image0438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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&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&gt;Back with full of energy this monday.....Its not normal routine today, going to face one of the challenges AGAIN! So it's gonna be full of tension and the day will fly away before I even realise it. I need some good wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more reality show from today!!!!!! so Keep the Drama ON!!&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5337260887993853285?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5337260887993853285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5337260887993853285' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5337260887993853285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5337260887993853285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/04/great-vacation-at-moms-house-did-series.html' title='Am full of EnErGy today!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S8KeUh6FXXI/AAAAAAAACvs/o6Y23EASmTI/s72-c/Image0437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7855700008327262001</id><published>2010-04-05T10:24:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:24:11.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>School Nostalgia (or) is it a worry?</title><content type='html'>I memorize a painting competition I attended when I was in 5th grade and won the First place (shocking me) and loved the attention I got until I received the prize. I played Kho-Kho like crazy in high school and take part in some inter-school competitions and part of throw ball in spite of being sick thin and learnt it hard way, I learnt flute and was a part of the school music group enjoying every spot of it for long time and did some nursery kids school day anchoring…..It might sound very usual and simple now; but feels like high flier for me.&lt;br /&gt;“BUT” I never bothered to take up painting nor did anything relate to arts and creative work or sports post schooling, forcing me to think of a REASON for discontinuation.&lt;br /&gt;It was always academics and a rule book life; landing me here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Piscean, I should have thought of an unconventional career or a serious hobby, which would earn me more “content and peace”; increasing the percentage of zeal; rather than my job at a corporate world. I tried taking a satisfactory quotient on what I have been around for 7.5 Years and not sure if am doing the precise thing. Is it too late to even find out what's right for me now? Do people go through this phase? Is this a 7yr itch? R u feeling the same?&lt;br /&gt;Subject encircling me, cos of the situation? or more out of just Thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;well, at least I day dream so much about such things; be it nostalgia from all these years or just imaginations, proving am a right Piscean somewhere at any case!!!&lt;br /&gt;I preferred an artistic and more creative life to rule me, proving my zodiac sign rather than rest of the things which I rather let go off it.&lt;br /&gt;WELL, This goes nowhere, not concluding anything, nor justifying anything..Just my thoughts on Monday morning…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The certificates in front of me, which I have bothered to dust it off and tidy them today is the reason behind this post…..better not to clean up things ahh???&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a cup of tea will do wonders to me now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is back, really cruel.....RCB lost the match last night....*My fren's who were in love and court from a yr and helf now finally got the approval from family for marriage last evening; Hubby was so zapped at this shocking news, had to be reminded to HUG his fren’s on their happy moment and a small celebration followed( &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;best part&lt;/span&gt;)....My interview went well, but will not work out finally....Dinner at Royal Orchid was amazing, brocilli n mushrooms being my favourite.....Met my nephew for the first time; after 5 yrs he was born and felt li'll odd at the way we conversed and try to bond with his AM Accent.....Mangoes have started flooding my house being everyone's fav here, season yet to start....that's my weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7855700008327262001?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7855700008327262001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7855700008327262001' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7855700008327262001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7855700008327262001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/04/school-nostalgia-or-is-it-worry.html' title='School Nostalgia (or) is it a worry?'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7121325676482773157</id><published>2010-04-01T08:50:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-01T09:13:54.401+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RAIN...WOMEN stories</title><content type='html'>Something MAGICAL about the FIRST RAIN! Isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;The Feel, The aroma when it just touches the soil; enjoyed it, with the heavy downpour on tuesday evening here...It’s my first sense for the year and for sure so Magical!&lt;br /&gt;I did not miss the chance to run out, almost slipped to get slightly drenched! &lt;br /&gt;Whoaaawwwww, am not overstating but I was truly overjoyed, relaxed!&lt;br /&gt;This is Bangalore, at its BEST...&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare say I love 2 serials in TV currently and a reason behind it...NO, No not the saas-Bahu saga! &lt;br /&gt;Its all about the GIRL CHILD and the struggle, to go against the society formed by the upper caste and the myth on GIRL’s education and untouchability. Its too very touching, and lovely subject picked to bring light (that’s what aimed at) on the ever rolling of mental-rational abuse by restricting some class/caste of people from their basic rights. They have done right selection of ACTORS, inclusive of the girl child character which pains you to the core on the never ending harrasement, also states are true incidents which still EXIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One particular episode, this little girl is enrolled in school with great great difficulty by the father pleading and almost falling to the feet of big people since he is a untouchable and not supposed to be sending his "DAUGHTER" to school. &lt;br /&gt;But the Father's mind/heart aches seeing her jump at the sight of cildren taking the slate and wearing uniform and walking to school. For her, its such a beautiful world.&lt;br /&gt;It becomes the talk of village, when the news spread of this "LOW CASTE" AND a "GIRL" going to school and the father is questioned from all sides on such a decision. The girl is further subjected to mental abuse and things which will make her only weak and cry for her decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a change, it’s not very pleasing or entertaining; but true to what been shown, something which I have never been exposed to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here its me, with no intention to pop my eyes on those reality shows and high profile drama aired to woo us with the amazing clothes , accesories, gadgets and cars and the women who look so dressed up even while cooking in the kitchen!!! &lt;br /&gt;Am not tired of this, but just a li'll break from the high-society picture and check out the Women in PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with reading NAMESAKE and RAINMAKER...Both good read!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7121325676482773157?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7121325676482773157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7121325676482773157' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7121325676482773157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7121325676482773157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/04/rainwomen-stories.html' title='RAIN...WOMEN stories'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8248522967212745582</id><published>2010-03-25T12:34:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-25T14:03:22.327+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The WEEK so far....</title><content type='html'>whatzz happening at my end?&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt; for me, otherwise not so cos of the hurdles am facing currently...Mentally am at ease and so the reason for me to pen down the activities for the week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Visited amma appa, spoke all useless things for hours on sunday which is the reason for the better start. Lunch was superberly delicious and relished it like never before&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I drove after long time and toned my stress.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Met Vini !!!! As ususal we could only think of visiting shops endlessly and blindly shop. By the time it was time to get back home, realised we have hardly spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Took Dad and FIL for coffee and while they made faces at Cappucinno, I relished it advising them to freak out at 61. It was fun-trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Met Kavs, unexpectedly for coffee. My eyes on her Burberry bodylotion.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Watching 3 new serial in TV, which I had stopped after my college. Am back for it after 7 long yrs and yes lazily enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I watch my MIL cook and can prepare some exotic Andhra dishes, if allowed to try it! Avakai is in the preparation today ( Andhra style Avakai is something not to be missed for anything in the WoRlD).&lt;br /&gt;&gt;My evening walk and the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweat&lt;/span&gt; is really doing good to my lazy bones. I watch this group os friends ( women) who come for walk and have some good time away from home...they chant slokas, exercise together which has surprised me BiG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Appa is gifting me a "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RADIO&lt;/span&gt;" and am so so so greatful to his small gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Am writing some bank Exams next month and something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; LAST update : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RCB&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!! Not to miss the match....It's a TREAT watching the team play!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8248522967212745582?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8248522967212745582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8248522967212745582' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8248522967212745582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8248522967212745582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/03/week-so-far.html' title='The WEEK so far....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9191038967479355750</id><published>2010-03-19T18:00:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:30:04.068+05:30</updated><title type='text'>LeArN sWiMmMing - The better way!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planning to learn Swimming?.....It's the best Swim-school!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Check it out, group of boys enjoying their noon swim in a small river in their village, while their mom's washed the clothes!!! Personally loved the game, they played by diving and enjoying every bit; under the SUN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stopped, only to catch them LIVE!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;( Posting only one boy's swim cycle, rest of his frens did very well, but can't post all of them..Each one was better than the other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NzU2vR8ZI/AAAAAAAAClo/MFBm6UfD2KI/s1600-h/DSC_0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450326776176832914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NzU2vR8ZI/AAAAAAAAClo/MFBm6UfD2KI/s320/DSC_0385.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6Nvk_ZH_GI/AAAAAAAAClI/qPkgo6zsxSE/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450322655331220578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6Nvk_ZH_GI/AAAAAAAAClI/qPkgo6zsxSE/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NwVPf7DII/AAAAAAAAClQ/b1kn_FjTYgE/s1600-h/DSC_0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450323484288420994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NwVPf7DII/AAAAAAAAClQ/b1kn_FjTYgE/s320/DSC_0381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NwxCsj-FI/AAAAAAAAClY/ZruUaSFuuuE/s1600-h/DSC_0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450323961888110674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NwxCsj-FI/AAAAAAAAClY/ZruUaSFuuuE/s320/DSC_0382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6N0d-sxqRI/AAAAAAAACl4/i3lbE_ZfJ0Y/s1600-h/DSC_0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450328032444262674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6N0d-sxqRI/AAAAAAAACl4/i3lbE_ZfJ0Y/s320/DSC_0388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6N0GEllbsI/AAAAAAAAClw/G2vO8l8fRY4/s1600-h/DSC_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450327621707853506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6N0GEllbsI/AAAAAAAAClw/G2vO8l8fRY4/s320/DSC_0383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)))))))) How'&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NxY7OM2HI/AAAAAAAAClg/58VT_6q4UwE/s1600-h/DSC_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s it?&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/4601712809285250129-9191038967479355750?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9191038967479355750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9191038967479355750' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9191038967479355750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9191038967479355750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/03/learn-swimmming-better-way.html' title='LeArN sWiMmMing - The better way!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6NzU2vR8ZI/AAAAAAAAClo/MFBm6UfD2KI/s72-c/DSC_0385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-468399138606008061</id><published>2010-03-17T10:29:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:40:27.899+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My FiRT TrAvEl -  (FinAl vErSiOn)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Enter the Last month of our stay, so full of buzzing actvities and it was our first long weekend for Good Friday. Our transition manager delighted us, by taking us to the beautiful-breath taking – “Niagara Falls”!!! It was my first long drive, amazed at the roads and every place we passed, wondering curiously how this place would be, visualizing all through my way. I never knew it was world famous then and just treated it as any of the waterfalls; I have always visited&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6BjnvITgDI/AAAAAAAACkQ/e5R2DhRjkTk/s1600-h/13_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449465083435647026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6BjnvITgDI/AAAAAAAACkQ/e5R2DhRjkTk/s320/13_big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during my vacation with parents back home. I enjoyed every edge of the place, the gaze, the voluminous water, the ferocious noise it makes when it trips down, craziness of people when water sprinkled getting soaked with those jackets ON, hopping and shivering with chillness it brings mentally and physically, astounding sight, the energy it produces and sight of all the foreigners enjoying it with famly &amp;amp; friends, oh-YES it was the most striking marvel I have been to until then!!! I heard it’s more beautiful from the Canadian side, but I thank my stars I got to visit it, from whichever part it is. I loved the first short trip and way back; sadly to mention the first time ever to be mistakenly ordered a Veg burger, stuffed with beef (By default), only to know after my first bite that it is "VEG" with platter of Beef /pork stuffed. Am embarrassed to write the kind of fuss and cry I made at McD, loudly screaming in tears and blaming the counter guy; as if the person had done his biggest blunder / crime in life. It took me AGES to forget that incident, not sure how many people laughed at me or sympathized me.... BUT I learnt my lesson on VEGGIE stuff in foreign land and to do my homework on whatever- whenever I visit places outside my homeland (This incident later made me survive so beautifully in places like hong-kong for month's together, without any regret)......Thankfully and do your homework!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hubby still teases me, I have had my portion of non-veg in life and I just laugh it off, which has fashioned some nice memory for me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished our certifications and our parties continued everyday in our apartment, be it preparing our tea, taking turns to wash vessels, doing our Laundry while we talk nonsense and play games while we relish special wine’s and shop endlessly, frequent visits to temple for food; still staring people in Malls; relishing Pizza’s and carefully ordering food; vists to the pittsburg and Ohio universities, a play by Indians and now that it was almost time to Pack, it was more out of the ordinary to know this land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile we got close to Cathy at work; who was one of the trainer’s, 68 yrs old; used to get those lovely hot doughnuts in the morning; while we slogged those new bank terms and introduced to some custom American mode of food and her stories; post working hours. We bonded grand way, since she was our only means to feel better and ask questions in that unknown land. I liked her for many reasons, few being she treated us no different unlike others, she took us out everyday selflessly, she tried Indian food with us, she was old and caring and of all she gave me a different outlook about Americans, otherwise Myths surrounding my head, she lived with her husband who was old and taking care of him, her children left her ages back only to meet occasionally for Sunday Brunch and she was a confident woman working with so much keenness, doing other social work to keep healthy…all this gave me a different viewpoint, something NEW and positive and so much diverse from the Life I have known!&lt;br /&gt;(Cathy died of Cancer few months back in 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all such memories and starting to like this new land, it was time for our “send off party” from our clients, who thanked us for our work and tiny ideas to improve the existing project. I shall call this my first official party, so tried some different clothes, which I picked at Macey’s, and light make-up for the party (I was SICK-THIN though) and loved the evening with the clients and our group! More than all, I was content I could face my managers back home. I did get a small award in the party (I still preserve it) for scoring highest in Private wealth management certification and that’s when my love for this subject started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6Bj9y6rgSI/AAAAAAAACkY/jomtGB9RVLg/s1600-h/GoldenTriangleA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449465462409363746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6Bj9y6rgSI/AAAAAAAACkY/jomtGB9RVLg/s320/GoldenTriangleA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for us to leave, but had the same sick feeling when I left home the 2 months back. I cried secretly since I liked it here now and realized how thin-skinned I can get. I left with heavy heart, packing all the shopped stuff for the ENTIRE FAMILY (never to do that mistake again) and Cathy was there for us at the airport to see off her Indian fren’s. Hugged her, with emotions; my first firang fren and said our Good bye’s. Long flight, but with six of us together, how FUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MY FIRST TRAVEL WILL ALWAYS REMAIN SPECIAL TO ME- for all small &amp;amp; silly reasons.......&lt;br /&gt;Ø It was 2.5 months in Pittsburgh, working for a bank.&lt;br /&gt;Ø I still keep in touch with 4 of them and great frens till date.&lt;br /&gt;Ø My first travel still remains special to me, No reasons.&lt;br /&gt;Ø It was sad to know about Cathy’s death, I still keep those snaps with me occasionally turning the pages.&lt;br /&gt;Ø The venkateshwara temple in Pittsburgh was great for its FOOD and the boys especially never missed the Brunch there.&lt;br /&gt;Ø I learnt women carry toothbrush to the office bathroom, to brush their teeth and do their second round of makeup. The awareness of cleanliness was more after I visited the place JØ I was first introduced to Wine in this place and love them like Crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Ø It was this visit, which made V very special in my life, my closest fren till date. She came to see me off, which was a surprise and she continues to be there for me always.&lt;br /&gt;Ø I got introduced to GAP and GUCCI, GUESS and VL, My love for Brands started here.&lt;br /&gt;Ø I got my driving license back, since I loved driving post those long drives in Pittsburgh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This place made me love long Jackets, since I learnt to Shiver with chillness, the cold unbearable shocking to me.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Am still crazy of owning Multiple Footwear and handbag, after my client carried them; matching her clothes everyday to work and I always waited to see her-everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Ø I love being casual and love travel, Love cooking post this place… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* This trip, made me see those tears in hubby's eyes and those lovely precious phone calls I always waited at the end of day; is for what am married to him today!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt this enough to make it special???&lt;br /&gt;Happy Ugadi – Happy new yr to all!!!! &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/4601712809285250129-468399138606008061?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/468399138606008061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=468399138606008061' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/468399138606008061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/468399138606008061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/03/my-firt-travel-final-version.html' title='My FiRT TrAvEl -  (FinAl vErSiOn)'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S6BjnvITgDI/AAAAAAAACkQ/e5R2DhRjkTk/s72-c/13_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5938820190119431737</id><published>2010-03-12T11:36:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-12T11:51:16.749+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My fIrSt tRaVeL......</title><content type='html'>This is the story of my "My fIrSt tRaVeL......was on work, to a place far away from home, a foreign land"&lt;br /&gt;(It's a long post and not edited and will still be continued. Hubby wanted this story from me and is completely for him to read my experience..Pls take a coffee break!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a yr I had sta&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S5nbx8Z6CFI/AAAAAAAACkI/BXTn8EB1bgg/s1600-h/OOty_(401).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 183px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447626875356186706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S5nbx8Z6CFI/AAAAAAAACkI/BXTn8EB1bgg/s320/OOty_(401).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rted working with my employer, in 2003 when I got my first opportunity to Travel abroad. It might not THRILL me much as I write now, but a complete contrary feel then, out of the WORLD; sailing in cloud nine was "ME" when I called home to flash this news......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what’s it that we INDIANs go through, when we get opportunity to TRAVEL abroad on work? Am still unable to crack the puzzle, but I must confess the FEEL is MIRACULOUS.....well, Back to that day when I had to submit my passport to my manager / HR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really nice, "hiding my FEAR"; going ahead to prove to be my dad’s brave girl. I was also dating my hubby then, who was almost in happy-tears (Happy since he could get all the goodies from me) and mom scared to send me away from home for the FIRST TIME ever!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hell of a merry go round to get my Thatkal passport and Visa and all those paperwork done to travel to States. My mom, who has never experiened such things or never been out much, helped me great guns in getting my passport on time ( will call n thank her today)...I was really tired, forgetting my fears and tears until the D-Day arrived. It was the REAL urge to cancel and get back to my SAFE nest. It scared me more that I will be staying with 2 other girls whom I have never met in Life. Life had started throwing its lessons on me, I had no option but to Live with this for next 3 months.....’ had multiple challenges to face like travelling to unknown country, unknown people, sharing an apt with people I have never met, food, most of all my WORK and training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the drama of saying Good Bye...WAIT....I need to mention this....We were at the airport and hubby had managed to come there to see me off..With my entire family there, it was so difficult to even talk to him for more than a min...As time was rolling, I had to move in the Line, when I see him standing in a corner with tears, me wanting to be there and talk to him was such a urge..He never cried, but realized ...It was this incidence, I got more closer to him and more “CONVINCED” of whom am gonna spend my rest of life with..Its that moment, which helped me FIGHT the battle of our marriage....( Hugs to this moment of our Life)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after all this, it was the 3 flights we had to travel for series of hours...It was truly exciting and made me pretend as a woman with confidence...Not much to talk with other 2 girls, we somehow managed to know eachother...The thrid flight to Pittsburg ( Our destination) was 9 hrs away and it was that time, we all fell asleep in the airport, hardly realizing what time or day it was...The KICK was felt, when we got up to realise they were closing the gates and was a final call for us...we rushed like athletes, almost tear eyed, plead the security to let us in...It was then in the flight, we shared our first smiles together...( Now, one of them is my very close fren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward.......&lt;br /&gt;We are settled at our studio apt, check the facilities...I rush to the Huge window and get the right feel of setting my foot in a foreign land. Its the same feel I go through, which everyone would would when they are in a foreign land. Its more to do with the difference in the surrounding and less know-how about it, rather than anything else ...Its quite Mixed..My main intention was to EAT something and get comfortable with the new home and those girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BEST MIXED-BITTER feel is what I name the period as, unknow to everything and not sure what to expect. Days rolled mostly in fear for me ( yeah, am not that brave to anything NEW in life) and took me a month to crack the puzzle to "How to stay with 2 women under same roof" and cooking, doing your own chors, freaking in new country, managing work, training and homeowork. It was not EASY for the kind of girl I am but Those phone calls from parents, sissy and hubby made me hold back those tears of insecurity. We knew only our way to work and the downtown in Pittsburg and never dared spend or try any other lane/places to visit. We always cooked in our apt and looked at each other if we had to go out in the cold and spend outside. There were lot of pressure and exp[ectaton in terms of our work and I had the initial language issue in undertsanding what they spoke, expected and intentions. I walked slowly in the lanes, looking(staring) at the cars, people wondering how different it is from the Life I have led for 22 yrs. With all this 'Not so good' and 'Unique' feel stepped into second and last month of my stay, which will totally in contrary to aftersaid!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 3 more people added to the project, so we were now a gang of 6 and I was already quite close to two other girls with lot of adjustments and fine tuning with each other. we all started to try out different places after work and shop for ourself. I specially want to mention it was the "FIRST TIME" , I was independenty freaking out late in the night, doing what I want, eating when I want, cooking, wearing my kind of attire, it was totally MY LIFE and I loved it completely. No one to question me and the feel of being just myself was simply wow! I loved everyday of my stay there, made frens locally, tried different wine and we even partied in the apt. 6 of us, in different country and leading life in our terms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To be continued........&lt;br /&gt;Phew...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5938820190119431737?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5938820190119431737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5938820190119431737' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5938820190119431737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5938820190119431737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/03/my-first-travel.html' title='My fIrSt tRaVeL......'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S5nbx8Z6CFI/AAAAAAAACkI/BXTn8EB1bgg/s72-c/OOty_(401).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-6638592772014551435</id><published>2010-03-10T20:07:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-10T20:16:46.821+05:30</updated><title type='text'>my X-Team Lead</title><content type='html'>Met my X-team-lead in the evening, over a cup of coffee and feel so inspired &amp;amp; refreshed...&lt;br /&gt;*I used to be soo scared of her-then, calling me and advising me and questioning me...those scary appraisals with her or those errors! She was a terror&lt;br /&gt;*Today she made my evening, just with those simple talks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is one example of a perfect woman, I would like to quote her in my space; for this year's women's day..CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;She is passionate about her job, loves her hubby and does anything for their togetherness, cooks everyday, raises her two little kids with so much patience and Love, smiles when she walks in at home in the evening, only to be welcomed by 2 brats and a dirty house, so responsible yet so little time for herself...It was that one hour, listening to her cranky stories, but with no hint of crib and so much she loves her life this way!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;way to go lady.....&lt;br /&gt;nice to catch up after 6 yrs and still so comfy and so beautiful....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-6638592772014551435?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/6638592772014551435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=6638592772014551435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6638592772014551435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/6638592772014551435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/03/my-x-team-lead.html' title='my X-Team Lead'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3600181812640259920</id><published>2010-03-02T12:02:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:10:28.183+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Saree for my B'day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S4yxkl4DJmI/AAAAAAAACj4/fUd_HUyc8n8/s1600-h/DSC03047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443921291784693346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S4yxkl4DJmI/AAAAAAAACj4/fUd_HUyc8n8/s320/DSC03047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I turned a yr older on 28th Feb and picked up a saree this time to wear on my Dday :)&lt;br /&gt;We had to attend a family function and had no choice of celebrating it elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;Just a snap of with Hubby and his Neice, on my day :) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S4yyOWo8iAI/AAAAAAAACkA/IP-u0R8OXp0/s1600-h/DSC03029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443922009249318914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S4yyOWo8iAI/AAAAAAAACkA/IP-u0R8OXp0/s320/DSC03029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its the first time ever, am wearing such attire on such a day and so Just a "show-off" post!&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/4601712809285250129-3600181812640259920?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3600181812640259920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3600181812640259920' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3600181812640259920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3600181812640259920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/03/saree-for-my-bday.html' title='Saree for my B&apos;day'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S4yxkl4DJmI/AAAAAAAACj4/fUd_HUyc8n8/s72-c/DSC03047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9040531308924847452</id><published>2010-02-25T11:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-25T11:25:16.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>UpDaTeS.....UpDaTeS</title><content type='html'>All the Travelling has worn me out, but still loved the change....new place and people, diverse conversation, train travel, devotion,shopping, walk bare foot under the scorching sun, mosquito bites, different language and the food, all much needed to me, when I just wanted to"GET OUT"!!! Next one would definetely with hubby to some far away place for a week or more and thats my demand for my coming birthday!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I really miss RAIN these days, the sun is really getting on to my nerves. I can't stand summer and love Rain and Winter's ( In Bangalore only),  &lt;br /&gt;I hate Winter's which I have experienced in other countries..Its maddening, isnt it? Unlike India, lot of people love weather's based on the kind of dress/clothes they like to wear. Like long boots and long coats in winters or shorts and tee's in summer. But sad, I cannot take such preference ( though I would have loved to) since its not such extremes where I live. &lt;br /&gt;so...I just Like Rain and the Drizzle last evening made me so much at ease. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have mentioned in my earlier posts, nothing is really working out for me in terms of my work, but I shall continue to have hopes and look forward for something as good as the pervious one. It's like I just go blank at times and start venting it out here...Hubby is so busy, I start counting hours till he is back home and feel so STUPID! oh HELL, I used to laugh at those movies where the wife keeps waiting for the husband to come home and I have never really felt the need / want infact always made me laugh at it, but its actually not what I thought. The experience currently proves I was wrong. Its the only thing I look forward to and such a change , so unexpected.....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;watching old Pics, reading books and blogs, Television, standing near the window, home chores and talking to MIL is the main agenda for the day....Phone calls with friends are of least interest ot me these days, wondering how am I losing interest. My credit cards and LIC payments are still pending.... Before I vent out more, ALL IZZZ WELL....opps, back to something else now...&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to BUDGET tomorrow, Chance pe Dance movie which am gonna watch this noon, Namesake book which am reading, flowing my resume ;)....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Met my old fren 2 weeks back, she is a new mommy now, looking gorgeous and just the mommy types so excited and scared at same time...We did lunch together, played with the tiny boy and had the amazing feel, hugging him. We chatted like never before and wished our college days are back. Isnt it all how we feel??? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Back to TV and Rahul ke shaadi soemthing...Oh yes, I still love those Nautanki, unrealistic reality shows!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-9040531308924847452?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9040531308924847452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9040531308924847452' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9040531308924847452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9040531308924847452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/02/updatesupdates.html' title='UpDaTeS.....UpDaTeS'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-7364524153776900546</id><published>2010-02-19T08:33:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:44:03.674+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Need some ClEaNsInG</title><content type='html'>This post is just for writing, to cleanse my mind...&lt;br /&gt;The new year PINCH has been so deep, that am yet to recover...Am counting days, to see a bright day and seems like Feb is gonna soon fly and will continue to hope..Mayb am a person who gets discouraged very fast (or) needs constant motivation without which I just cannot DO!&lt;br /&gt;Something is wrong and not sure what's it thats hitting me so hard....I wanna see myself back..The same confidence and wake up with a smile and with a purpose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am again travelling for 4 days, this time with a purpose to "Mantralaya"..with dad n mom....&lt;br /&gt;happy weekend all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7364524153776900546?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7364524153776900546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7364524153776900546' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7364524153776900546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7364524153776900546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/02/need-some-cleansing.html' title='Need some ClEaNsInG'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8158347886979062060</id><published>2010-02-16T08:48:00.018+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:21:15.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Guntur sPICE</title><content type='html'>Am back from GuNtUr..... with viral fever, cold, infection on my neck ......ufffff...what a journey!&lt;br /&gt;wait...am not complaining, am fine now and back to my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice vacation cos of three reasons....a) FOOD b) People I met c) SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will concentrate on point 'a' since its my passion to "eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In past 1 week, I have hogged food like PIG, wanting more and more, but my tummy not obliging.....Multiple times, wished had a better apetite to relish those never ending varities, goodness, they are FOOD MANIACS!!!!!For each meal, you can see fusion prepared with so much passion and interest...I never really got bored of food for the entire week; and it was simply-dimply AMAZING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;No one cares on the amount of oil in the food or the amount of GHEE poured, rather its considered an OFFENCE if complete justice is not done to the meal...Just for record, I had 7 to 10 different varities of dishes prepared from my favourite vegetable BRINJAL and every evening was a treat of Bajji's with their traditional touch of taste with an extra pinch of chilli...Awwww&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its the people who make you look at life so simple. These people can talk and write thesis on food, that it just makes you want more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of this, on the "contrary" so much eating has made me sleep for 4 days and take anti-biotics. Back home, more oil and ghee leads to fights at dinner table and hubby can even go without food, at such sights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ GuntUr, The Grandparent's were quite an amazing couple....No, they are not very sober nor any sweet talks in fact quite upfront , demanding and rude in talks, blunt...but sweetest from heart....They really don't mean, but accustomed to speak in such way..I was taken aback, when granny literally shouted at me, for not pouring enough ghee in the food and blah blah....This could not stop me from hugging her every now and then and giving those tight kisses for the 87 yr old...&lt;br /&gt;Guntur gets lively post 7PM ( its really hot during the day); and that's when I tried my hands on road side eatables...Very Hot, spicy but simply soooperrrr...all women folk dress in similar fashion and its nice to listen to them speak with the twist they give the language(Telugu) after they end every sentence..New places and people always excite me and thus, a good one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Some Random Pics from my phone, which caught my attention.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chair....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSuHOTC9I/AAAAAAAACjk/CEWziVcF-mg/s1600-h/Image0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820820913949650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSuHOTC9I/AAAAAAAACjk/CEWziVcF-mg/s320/Image0406.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSpztJT3I/AAAAAAAACjc/v-xdIzUBEkU/s1600-h/Image0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820746955149170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSpztJT3I/AAAAAAAACjc/v-xdIzUBEkU/s320/Image0405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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; &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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BrInJaL....Vankai Guthikai was simply mouth watering..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSkRK5B_I/AAAAAAAACjU/8-lDLfOIWsQ/s1600-h/Image0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820651785324530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSkRK5B_I/AAAAAAAACjU/8-lDLfOIWsQ/s320/Image0402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSfZTvSFI/AAAAAAAACjM/ZGq0tOAePnY/s1600-h/Image0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;div&gt;BHEL Puri@ its best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSbJUSh7I/AAAAAAAACjE/w7IrvKvhPWo/s1600-h/Image0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820495058438066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSbJUSh7I/AAAAAAAACjE/w7IrvKvhPWo/s320/Image0400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSWjRoDII/AAAAAAAACi8/aKVz4nqj7nE/s1600-h/Image0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bajji...hot&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSIP05M6I/AAAAAAAACik/-4_8mrTLybQ/s1600-h/Image0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820170388288418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSIP05M6I/AAAAAAAACik/-4_8mrTLybQ/s320/Image0395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; n yumm...ummmu...ummm..ummmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSDK7MxOI/AAAAAAAACic/RN5A02HxYhQ/s1600-h/Image0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820083173213410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSDK7MxOI/AAAAAAAACic/RN5A02HxYhQ/s320/Image0393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;Amazing Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qR_FZwOCI/AAAAAAAACiU/WwOtZ357jdQ/s1600-h/Image0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438820012971276322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qR_FZwOCI/AAAAAAAACiU/WwOtZ357jdQ/s320/Image0390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My UnIque BED!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qR7NRM_iI/AAAAAAAACiM/5dO8tvHd4nE/s1600-h/Image0388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819946363420194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qR7NRM_iI/AAAAAAAACiM/5dO8tvHd4nE/s320/Image0388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common sight in Hyderbad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qRvzEB7PI/AAAAAAAACiE/zem8j_Uk25g/s1600-h/Image0382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438819750350286066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qRvzEB7PI/AAAAAAAACiE/zem8j_Uk25g/s320/Image0382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8158347886979062060?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8158347886979062060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8158347886979062060' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8158347886979062060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8158347886979062060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/02/guntur-spice.html' title='Guntur sPICE'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S3qSuHOTC9I/AAAAAAAACjk/CEWziVcF-mg/s72-c/Image0406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1911035312225641580</id><published>2010-02-03T17:51:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:13:49.482+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hyderabad - Guntur - Here I come!!!!</title><content type='html'>couple of hours back, Mom-In-Law decided to visit her Bro and Parents who Live in &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hyderabad and Guntur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was quick YES from my side, for the reason being I havent been to both these places ever and would love to check out the air there.....&lt;br /&gt;I can already forsee my routine of relaxing in granny's ancient home and relishing the varity of ANDHRA style vantalu ( food) and no complaints.....There wouldnt be any luxuries nor shopping; but worth trying a different routine for next one week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am ExCiTeD and LoW, so bitter sweet feel, leaving my hubby....he has promised me, he will make it up for this and so am convinced......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1911035312225641580?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1911035312225641580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1911035312225641580' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1911035312225641580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1911035312225641580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/02/hyderabad-guntur-here-i-come.html' title='Hyderabad - Guntur - Here I come!!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4132849320609824058</id><published>2010-02-02T12:54:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-02T13:17:13.189+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am TaGgEd.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Answer the following question.......Renu Tagged me and here it goes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your current obsession?&lt;br /&gt;JOB-JOB-JOB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you wearing today?&lt;br /&gt;a tee and pyjama’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Aloo palya, rasam, curd, Rice, avakeai, papad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What’s the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;TINKLE and NAMESAKE Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;some music, played by Hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;Renu is cool, liable, simple and I look up to her in many ways....One of the best blog fren’s I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;br /&gt;Bengalooru - Jayanagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are your must-have pieces for summer?&lt;br /&gt;Linen’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;Rome, with my Hubby (I could not make it couple of months back and its on top of WISHLIST)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Which language do you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....Malayalam ( Mayb..its very interesting to listen to them speak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What’s your favourite quote?&lt;br /&gt;“Live and Let Live”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who do you want to meet right now?&lt;br /&gt;daddy, mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Black and Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Give us 3 styling tips that work for you.&lt;br /&gt;Assuming myself to be kareena kapoor now....&lt;br /&gt;a) Drink loads of water&lt;br /&gt;b) Power Yoga&lt;br /&gt;c) Apply less make up and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, styling tips from me......tie your hair back, completely no make-up, loads of kajal and required amt of Lip gloss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;Transitions ( Travel, meet lot of people, keeps me busy, learn new things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What’s your favorite magazine?&lt;br /&gt;FILMFARE ( best time pass during dinner for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;A trip to SHIMLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?&lt;br /&gt;(Thinking)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is your most passionate hobby?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take up gardening ( Not currently, when definitely in future). Its my most desired one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What kind of haircut do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;I like long hair....just plaited back neatly ( Personally it will never be out of fashion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What are you going to do after this?&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time...arrange plates on table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What are your favourite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Oh many....I love hUM AAPKE HAI KAUN. I have special memories on this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What inspires you?&lt;br /&gt;positive attitude and people who do what they love doing, rather than circumstances...(Like my Hubby) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do your friends call you most commonly?&lt;br /&gt;Shru ( Boring?) Hubby calls me in funny and most creative ways.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Would you prefer coffee or tea?&lt;br /&gt;Coffee....and tea and bournvita too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Cry ( which is my best therapy)...and then; call hubby...call amma at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What makes you go wild?&lt;br /&gt;when I can’t say or do, what I want to....Its sick&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could just say NO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Which other blogs do you love visiting?&lt;br /&gt;All those am following....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite Dessert/Sweet?&lt;br /&gt;Keeps changing....Shavge Paysa ( prepared my my mom)for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many tabs are turned on in ur browser right now?&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Favorite Season?&lt;br /&gt;winter...Rainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me?&lt;br /&gt;rice, rasam, brinjal playa....( careful, I hardly cook)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, we can walk up to Domino’s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;treat them with SARCASM..wish I can master it.....&lt;br /&gt;I already have a list of ppl, whom I wanna show my skillsets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What are you afraid of the most?&lt;br /&gt;a)cobwebs....&lt;br /&gt;b)Losing the zeal to what I desire and Dream ( am a Piscean, am a complete dreamer of Life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;I have sad pimple or whatever on my NECK and chin....Hell, am osing patience looking at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What brings a smile on your face instantly?&lt;br /&gt;When my hubby cracks his famous jokes ...His hug too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. A word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;gugee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What would you do if you were made President of India for one day?&lt;br /&gt;For one day???? Then I better enjoy the feel of power and relax ( drive in a rolls royce maybe), than try to do something in 24 hrs......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is that one thing that keeps you going.&lt;br /&gt;The confidence my hubby has in me...He is my total strength, which keeps me going....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM DONE...&lt;br /&gt;*********************ITS FEB, MY FAV MONTH OF THE YEAR**********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4132849320609824058?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4132849320609824058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4132849320609824058' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4132849320609824058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4132849320609824058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/02/am-tagged.html' title='Am TaGgEd.....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3055716357587597723</id><published>2010-01-28T14:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-28T15:16:25.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Frustrating....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The TITLE of the post; reflects my current state of mind.......Need to flush those unwanted things from mind... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watched "27 Dresses" in the morning, a very light - lovely movie, the flow .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S2FYY_3g_TI/AAAAAAAACh4/zVhZluW6AGc/s1600-h/27-dresses-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431719812069915954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S2FYY_3g_TI/AAAAAAAACh4/zVhZluW6AGc/s320/27-dresses-photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jane never says "NO" to her friends, so selfless and that made me sit up and watch the movie....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This lady is secretly in love with her boss, who in turn dates Jane's sister and decides to marry her and worse is Jane is asked to plan the wedding.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Story unfolds with some twists, realization of "always-a-bridesmaid" lifestyle and how she overcomes to stop pleasing others and say No and think about her happiness!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the midst, its those lovely wedding clothes which keeps it more interesting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Katherine Heigl is beautiful.....&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I switch off....something I read, which will be here on record for me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"You cannot control what happens to you, but you can control your attitude toward what happens to you, and in that, you will be mastering change rather than allowing it to master you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to RAINMAKER....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3055716357587597723?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3055716357587597723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3055716357587597723' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3055716357587597723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3055716357587597723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/01/frustrating.html' title='Frustrating....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S2FYY_3g_TI/AAAAAAAACh4/zVhZluW6AGc/s72-c/27-dresses-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4494434379183011607</id><published>2010-01-27T09:05:00.012+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:52:27.925+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Vacation @ HoMe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Republic Day!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The national parade down raj path in Delhi amidst the dense fog, cultural events, most awaited “Mile sur mera tumhara” album, the tight security all over the country, The National Anthem, the prestigious Padma awards, Bravery awards, patriotic movies in all channels and the National holiday.....is my scrutiny of this day....Somehow it manages to bring out the sensation of patriotism in me and enjoy the aftersaid with utmost interest, making this day unconventional!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am back from my 4 day vacation from mom’s house and did not want to extend it since hubby will be at home and would not like to miss a chance to spend the holiday with him!!!  So what if he is at home????     he will anyways begin his morning with coffee in Brahmin’s with his friends and will be out for some other labour during the day, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hen the usual lunch and his usual most awaited noon nap, making no difference to me and go back to my usual DVDs and Notepad.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No grumble, since Its the republic day events at television today; which is keeping me in mood and not to Rant about the routine. It’s the FIRST time ever, I have shown such keen interest to watch some parts of the LIVE event from Delhi and the making of Mile sur ( Result is am quite dissapointed and prefer the old Mile sur).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;Will be attending another Reception this evening and highlight seems to be music by Shashidar kote. So hoping to have some nice music filled evening, apart from watching those lovely clothes and accessories and all the jazz that comes as a package, admitting shamelessly ....Last week,in such a similar gathering; loved one of the ear-rings ( Gold Jumka’s) worn by some lady and I did walk up to her and flushed out the compliments till she went red , but seems like I wanna get them for myself now...When I spoke to Hubby, he never even responded ( Hmmm....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Some Highlights from my vacation ......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Attended “Madhwa Navami “ function at the temple performed by this specific community and surprisingly loved it for the arrangements and food....The dance and drums came as a pleasant revelation and loved the small dance we women had to do as a part of the custom...I danced with mom for the first time and will cherish it forever!!!! (Dance in the sense, small steps holding hands and swinging....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really fought with sissy on so many issues, which gave a after - feeling of being so Normal....we even exchanged clothes, just like those days in college...&lt;br /&gt;All 4 of us freaked out last Friday in those lanes, where we spent out childhood...I was a small girl, enjoying every min of my outing.... Discovered heaps of Veggies near home, which are bought everyday from Magdi FrEsH , a Beauty. I love the sight of vegetables, staring them can bring such an excitment......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These Lovely VeGgIeS....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-3BRgKawI/AAAAAAAAChg/slhD1nanbtw/s1600-h/Image0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431260908138162946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-3BRgKawI/AAAAAAAAChg/slhD1nanbtw/s320/Image0379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-23f1qQOI/AAAAAAAAChY/rAdJCaKMm5c/s1600-h/Image0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431260740187734242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-23f1qQOI/AAAAAAAAChY/rAdJCaKMm5c/s320/Image0378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-2wmDSjZI/AAAAAAAAChQ/l_x5VmNGTPc/s1600-h/Image0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431260621596429714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-2wmDSjZI/AAAAAAAAChQ/l_x5VmNGTPc/s320/Image0377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-2YAuhssI/AAAAAAAAChI/jUZV-EtDD8U/s1600-h/Image0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431260199260369602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-2YAuhssI/AAAAAAAAChI/jUZV-EtDD8U/s320/Image0360.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madhwa Navami Function&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-2OGeH0II/AAAAAAAAChA/dKhgcFGb46U/s1600-h/Image0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1-1p_KNF1I/AAAAAAAACgw/4uxsm4m00YA/s1600-h/Image0346.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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Can go on and on…. but that scrap of Fear subsist in whatever we decide and action…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what’s the FEAR our B’wood ladies had, that they never bid for the Pakistani players for their IPL baby? Am not great at judging the Cricket players or the game, but have had the “finest” times watching India&amp;Pak play Cricket. Nothing can match the excitement, which these two teams fetch us. I have always had this unusual shoot in my belly and mind, when anything took place- say Music, movies, games, the new AD in Television, say whatever b/w these two countries…It’s the Curiosity and the hype that’s generated in our minds from the day we are born, that takes it to this level of snooping and smoldering…Isnt it???? I like few players from Pak side and would have been nice to see them Mix &amp; match as One team..&lt;br /&gt;Am quite surprised and shocked; the reason behind not bidding for any of the Pak players for the IPL and also those fantasy money (fantasy for ME) flown like water to Hire a performer for the team. Goodness, is it REAL money????  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WISH-WISH, I could get a fraction of it, to fulfill my NEEDS currently…)&lt;br /&gt;Fun starts for me, when the IPL starts…. wonder how much the HIKE is for the cheerleaders this time….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my life…. Sissy and myself have finally planned our short 4-day vacation at parent’s place…Yes Its exciting and am hauling my camera to capture some of our childhood stints which am hoping to experience…. We have planned for a movie, dinner and temple visit all scattered for 3 days, and loads of Lazy talk with amma…. Overall a plan to bring lot of action to our parents Life with our presence….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleague and very good friend; delivered a baby girl few minutes back and am happy – twofold happy since most of my friends have Baby boys and its pleasant for a change…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-7561447712083087336?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/7561447712083087336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=7561447712083087336' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7561447712083087336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/7561447712083087336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/01/fear.html' title='Fear.....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-639685245256209705</id><published>2010-01-16T21:25:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-17T07:48:31.535+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Up's and Down's......Life moves on</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSRAMESH%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;I can’t choose to re-locate nor can I continue working here; cos of no operations abiding, so am quitting…It was a dream profile, it was great experience, It gave all I asked for and am saying good-bye so soon. I have just gone BLANK from last one week, and the feel continues and reflects my last post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Lot&lt;/st1:place&gt; of actions, which are not outta choice, but have been thrown at me and conflicting ideas to make the best out of it…I spoke and shared with family and friends and most important to hubby on how unsuspecting I was for this change. It’s the biggest challenge am facing on how to GO ABOUT THIS????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby says I love to SULK and just need a reason, but this is BIG enough a one to be worrying for me. But with no slip-up from my side, I need to be facing this than sitting and writing this crap…WHATEVER!!!! My Career is definitely my priority and ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apart from this I have rest of things happening in life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I starved for Grahana (On the day of ECLIPES) out of fear and ate like a true Brahmin in the evening. I have been watching movies, which are quite Crazy…One was about Cancer, while the rest 2 on Terrorism. I did like KURBAAN and not sure why it flopped. Yes, loads of similarities on these series of B’wood movies released on the same subject in recent times, but this is still nice. Am quite biased for Karina’s movies maybe!&lt;br /&gt;And…………shopping is something I have kept away from me…and am surviving…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a lovely surprise from our SM frens.&lt;br /&gt;They have clicked some of Hubby and me during our new yr vacation together and which are beautifully natural (Unknown to us). They have framed it up and gifted us. “AMAZING”…is just not the WORD…am so touched and they mean lots to us. Its LOVELY-LOVELY surprise…am yet to find the place to hang it up at home....... this will make me laugh for years now and memories of this trip cherished forever…Something totally unexpected but so beautiful…Thanks SMs, loved it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SuNdAy TOMORROW and Am looking forward for 2 things tomorrow…&lt;br /&gt;1) Lunch at mom’s house…It’s the saaru anna which I want to relish.&lt;br /&gt;2) To dress up for the reception am attending in the evening…They are not well known to me, but my DIL’s cousin’s son’s wedding..But I have a reason to DRESS up baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women never change uhhh???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Random Pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Meet Druv, a 2nd standard boy whom I met last week in hubby's fren's party...He was my buddy there, cool chap...Loved him for his cute humorous talks, and suprised at myself I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1HiCeh9Z6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/71jnoyfyoPQ/s1600-h/Image0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1HiCeh9Z6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/71jnoyfyoPQ/s320/Image0337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427367558141274018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; could like this kid.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Am little taken aback, with this GEN kids...They surprise me and shock me with their attitude, knowledge and everything which I lacked then that age...whoaaawwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1HpeAu_2aI/AAAAAAAACgo/6vLPUcDQ0w8/s1600-h/Image0335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1HpeAu_2aI/AAAAAAAACgo/6vLPUcDQ0w8/s320/Image0335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427375727760628130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Meet this cute butterfly, who was sitting on the phone for hours the other day, cos of that single ROSE petal.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-639685245256209705?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/639685245256209705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=639685245256209705' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/639685245256209705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/639685245256209705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/01/i-cant-re-locate-nor-can-i-continue.html' title='Up&apos;s and Down&apos;s......Life moves on'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S1HiCeh9Z6I/AAAAAAAACgQ/71jnoyfyoPQ/s72-c/Image0337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5350870338742860765</id><published>2010-01-11T18:06:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-11T18:26:25.961+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CHANGES - to accept or not?</title><content type='html'>It’s already a week, we stepped into 2010!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, “How’s it been” was the question I asked myself, demanding to do something interesting since am back home early from work……while the answer is wandering inside the brain cells, I changed the template of the Blog….I don’t like this Green background nor the color combo, but just changed for the “CHANGE”….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was exigent for me in terms of the CHANGES I welcomed and less feared as I travelled through…I was quite confident I will be in a bed of roses this year, since I was convinced last year “NEW” phase of those list of things will be this year’s comfort zone for me ….As I step into the 2nd week of 2010, I already see one of the big thing hitting me. This is something really unpredicted and didn’t want to face something so early for the year……At times, no matter how much we plan and start to loosen up, by the time you try to breathe a sigh of relief, you are hit hard to wake up and take a priority on the crisis…..and this time am not ready, but will be forced to take pace. The temper is quite unhappy…I wanted to CRY uncontrollably today and did manage to silently this noon; as I shamelessly write this and find this my only fast solution to letting my stress pass …&lt;br /&gt;There goes my well planned part of life ( am Exaggerating!), overturned my dreams and am back to the GROUND level…..It will take double my energy, confidence, strength, time and whatever to start off…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the only means, I thought of releasing my trauma for the day…sometimes, it so nice to wake up and let go of it thinking as a nightmare!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, maybe this is what is called Life..take what comes your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD AGAIN.....&lt;br /&gt;I had Rajasthani food last evening for dinner at “Pyaas”, a new joint very close to the place I live. After much debate on the place to dine, I had almost lost my hunger…&lt;br /&gt;Nice food and sorrowfully I can’t recall the names of the never ending delicacies they charged our plates…The ambience is just OK and the people who serve need some training and time management. They are friendly and sure with the feedback, they can pick up and make this quite happening place to dine. If you don’t like overloading yourself with lot of ghee and Oil, please avoid this place….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, anyone has a better solution to answer, when someone asks how much you earn?&lt;br /&gt;I might earn peanuts or great or whatever buddy; Its just that am hesitant to reveal to people whom I don't want to...Its not only about SALARY, its basically the personal questions, when you are "not so close" to the person. Asking for the sake of curiosity and joy of judging them is not right. Anyways.......no more to write in this frame of mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to take a deep breath.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5350870338742860765?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5350870338742860765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5350870338742860765' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5350870338742860765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5350870338742860765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/01/changes-to-accept-or-not.html' title='CHANGES - to accept or not?'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-539250285139311088</id><published>2010-01-05T21:13:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:01:44.312+05:30</updated><title type='text'>All PLaY n No WORk....This is how I welcomed 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-pap&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I could not get a WINK of sleep on 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Night, since the travel excitement kept mounting as I counted every min that passed…This is the first time ever, I was celebrating my new year’s in the Midst of few friend’s and delimited by the second highest hill in Karnataka – &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JENKAL&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Luxuriant emerald patch, hill locks, lovely mountain and slopes, coffee estate, waking up next to hubby, frens basking around ordering their first cup of tea without even brushing the teeth;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is the first sight of Jan 01&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; and this is how I welcomed my 2010!!!! What more can I ask for? Lemme start my New Year story……&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;We were at Jenkal (Sakleshpur) a small private estate, surrounded by JENKAL hills and river Hemavathi. This place is situated at the Malnad region of Karnataka in the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Western Ghats&lt;/st1:place&gt;; very green town with coffee plantations and forest surrounding it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;It was the last day of 2009;&lt;/b&gt; day began with travelling to Jenkal and not a minute to rest until mid-night. NINE of us set out in 2 Skoda’s, cherishing the lovely sun-rise on the nice road. The drive was a beauty, turned into an adventure when Vyshi almost raced with the BMW in front of him (our love) and almost banged ( but missed) into it at one junction…..Thanks to the so called “breaking system” ….whowww, else It could have been dramatic and Life long labor, if the two cars collided, but fortunately the beauty took a different route post Hassan…Loved the perspiration the owner of BMW went through and also that of my hubby who was sweating cos of the speed…..Vijay and myself enjoyed painstakingly…Cheers to Vyshi and BMW for making the journey so memorable for us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;None of us wanted to relax after reaching the estate….The day was filled with actions (call that tricks), exploring the house, never realizing how hasty every hour passed. Be it talking non-stop and pulling each other’s leg to playing i-spy / hide &amp;amp; seek ( Is this how it spelled?) to playing monopoly to dumb charades…We even wanted to play bum-charades, but time fell short….It was effortless games, with boundless fun and ingenuity raising the bar with every game and move. Can anyone think of i-spy as a game at this age? We had ultimate fun, fooling each other and trying to find every corner in the estate to hide and planning ways to fool the person…. At one instance, Hubby and Vyshi exchanged their tee's to fool Sriks, since he mistook the identity from far and got “out” again and it turned out to be a Huge HIT!!!! Am laughing while I write, re-calling the experience…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was that day of the year, I name it as the “HANDPICKED”, since I played like a little girl non-stop letting my hair down, screamed, jumped and danced with hubby in front campfire adding to the romance and welcomed 2010…..We cheered as we entered early hours of 2010….This is my first instance of “counting my blessing” for THE year!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;***Without the sound of Alarm or any clatter, I woke up with ease and freshness on 01&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; morning…I walked till the door to be welcomed/mystified by that rich patch of greenery, jumped in craze with this beauty which you get to sense only at this hour in the morning….It was a long lazy morning with the Gang, with no one geared up to take a bath and ordering tea non-stop….At times, to sundry from the routine can give you loads of that rejuvenation is all I can bet on!!!! Get away from here for once is all MY Gyaan for the day..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trek to an old temple and another hill next to Jenkal was the best stored for the evening. The beauty multiplied in the evening, a short trek to a temple which was 1500 yrs old and a beautiful hill surrounding it. Only Putta managed to hit the hill top, while myself, hubby and Vijay took some pics from halfway; post lost in our own individual world…the couple romanced in the midst of lovely green spread ( what a place for it babyee). It was hardly strenuous, while we never got bored of the walk. The drink was the pure mountain water flow, which drained away our strain later, getting geared for the fun filled evening near the campfire. The fun repeated, games unfolded in different way, with lovely memories hugging us while we hit the bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am more in love with Green and nature, promising to make more such trips to recreate myself…It’s my way to de-hassle and have fun; nothing can contest this beauty for sure and forever…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So; it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;all PLAY n NO WORK&lt;/span&gt; on the first day of the year for nine of us!!!How was it at your end????&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Wishing all of you a Great 2010 journey!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S0Ne9Tw1X0I/AAAAAAAACeE/pn0P1MvwF6E/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S0Ne9Tw1X0I/AAAAAAAACeE/pn0P1MvwF6E/s320/IMG_1171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423282783654338370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;As soon as we hit Bengalooru, It was the first weekend of 2010 and Hubby’s Birthday on 03rd…so more celebration, as we wished him, visited temple, collected gift cheque from daddy’s ( I got one too…henge!) and good food. It was more o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;f a peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ful day since we mutually decided not to party….The hangover will continue until next weekend and the party begins!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No Pics currently to update :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-539250285139311088?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/539250285139311088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=539250285139311088' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/539250285139311088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/539250285139311088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2010/01/all-play-n-no-workthis-is-how-i.html' title='All PLaY n No WORk....This is how I welcomed 2010!!!'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S0Ne9Tw1X0I/AAAAAAAACeE/pn0P1MvwF6E/s72-c/IMG_1171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3875282846952376477</id><published>2009-12-26T22:21:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-26T22:22:45.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Am not Content...</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its 2 days since my holidays started and 48 hrs has just gone astray like a Blink!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am giving an extra helping hand at home, so less unexciting on watching TV and surprisingly my workstation is shut off for a longer period than usual...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Watching AVATAR and 3 IDIOTS has been the most wonderful-breathtaking experience for the last week, which is still keeping me refreshed…A review will do no fair dealing and I can only repeat this…GO AND WATCH THEM…NOT TO BE MISSED!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hubby shopped (For a change) for his coming B’day…and for a revolutionize; I returned empty handed…Its kinda edgy, since I never escape a place without my pocket lighter...something is making me restless….Am not Content, nothing is making me feel “AM Fine”, am asking for more and what? universally it’s the festive season, joy spread around so obvious and yet there is always something which makes me say “This is not enough”…Whatever….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Its will be a yr for this 01&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, I started writing my thoughts in this space…Have been going through randomly on some of the posts, which is such a lovely nostalgia, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;much happened in 2009….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I started the year with bagging the new job, travelling abroad for my induction which opened doors to a new world and learning, daddy’s retirement and shift, getting used to my new home and routine, those short trips with hubby and intimacy, My new car and adventure with driving and parking, making new frens and getting closer to my cousin’s, hospitals, My dream watch, celebrating my first anniversary and concluding with my sister’s marriage…oppsss, really a lot for me!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a person, I can see the change this year has gifted me…. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being a Judge to myself, am a person with THIRST for knowledge, to learn new things, crave for more space, more independence, better money management, strive for happiness, better lifestyle, for better skin, hair, clothes, footwear…. everything to be raised to impressive better than preceding….Its the diminutive transformation which I keep track of for betterment….Am I there? Off course NO, as I said am not content and am not greedy….I just need to excel! I shall begin the year, focusing on my career, giving a secondary to rest of the things. Hopefully Luck favors me, making way for what I want...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Come this Thursday, I will be travelling to Jainkel a small private estate in Sakleshpur. We are a group of 9, welcoming this new yr together!!! Am excited like a little girl and no amount of me writing and talking relieve the actual pleasure am undergoing… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;More and more to record; for my nostalgia later….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3875282846952376477?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3875282846952376477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3875282846952376477' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3875282846952376477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3875282846952376477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/am-not-content.html' title='Am not Content...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5721550018605672796</id><published>2009-12-24T08:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:09:53.862+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Holiday - Holiday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SzLftLsZQmI/AAAAAAAACcU/sb1UkSWz0dY/s1600-h/candle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SzLftLsZQmI/AAAAAAAACcU/sb1UkSWz0dY/s320/candle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418639269006230114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yipeeeeeeeeeee.......Its Holiday Season.....and am away from my routine starting today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all great 52nd week of 2009!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all a great Vacation!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lazy yawning days starts....&lt;br /&gt;I will have time to put Decoction for my morning coffee, than running away with Bournvita...I will have time to watch all those DVD's stacked up...I will have time to have that hot hot lunch taking my own time...I will sleep and sleep and get my beauty sleep...and those silly evenings doing nothing or shopping or dine...To sit with MIL and listen to her stories...gossiping and girlie talks with my old frens....and still manage to say am Bored to Hubby...and learn some cooking .....and....my count down for my trip next week has begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gifts have started flowing and what more can I ask for????&lt;br /&gt;First It was Vin's who got me a nice bag for my short travel and its a beauty. Then it's Kav's who gave me this Lovely hand made calender...Thanks Ladies, HUGS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SzLh0lpaM2I/AAAAAAAACcc/m12zyQ-AqcM/s1600-h/Image0329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SzLh0lpaM2I/AAAAAAAACcc/m12zyQ-AqcM/s320/Image0329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418641595255370594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, am in this mood....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sHrU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5721550018605672796?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5721550018605672796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5721550018605672796' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5721550018605672796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5721550018605672796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/holiday-holiday.html' title='Holiday - Holiday....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SzLftLsZQmI/AAAAAAAACcU/sb1UkSWz0dY/s72-c/candle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5301417211445075369</id><published>2009-12-21T18:48:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:35:56.580+05:30</updated><title type='text'>December.....what's up wth me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The year is almost EnDiNg….Am all geared to start 2010, the number looks good but lets see what’s in store for "ME"( SeLfIsH!)….I want lot of things my way..listening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Currently am in a GUILT process and here’s the flashback….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="georgia" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Font Definitions */  @font-face 	{font-family:Wingdings; 	panose-1:5 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 0; 	mso-font-charset:2; 	mso-generic-font-family:auto; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:0 268435456 0 0 -2147483648 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I “over-committed”  to my long time good friend and my sister last week and am so bloody feeling bad about MYSELF. Am truly guilty....head low...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay…. 2 weeks back, I met V who is my very long time friend in office cafeteria and a plan was worked out during the coffee discussion to Travel to Kerala during Christmas. Just us and her little son. I was so excited about the way we planned and committed asking her to book the requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Similarly, I visited my sister few days back and we decided to go to shimoga (My granny’s place) during our hols next week and again with the same existing excitement I said “OK” confirmed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Come this week, I called them both and said “I can’t make it” and am not feeling good about the fact I did not think before committing. Both of them are fuming at me, maybe will never really consider me for their next plan &lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;((( and why would they want to listen to my Reason's, when their purpose is not solved.  But its not good at my side...This is not the first time am doing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So my first resolution is already in making for the year and that’s…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="georgia" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****Never COMMIT anything, unless you are sure and double sure**** Stop trying to please everyone*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am so-so-so attracted to devotional songs these days…wait a min, its not a joke..Its become a part of my routine unknowingly…&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;It always used to be parents listening to it from 5AM until they finished their round of morning prayers. This used to be unease for us to wake up, make faces, crib to the sound and walk out for school / college. I can never relay to them, any music. I mean Music has never been my passion…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes, a hindi / kannada / English music track might catch my ears for a day or two and that’s the end. Back to some random songs while I drive..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;B-U-T I think it’s my marital status (really?) or maybe this is what I ASSUME, has got me closer to some devotional songs, without which I can’t move my day. Am humming them often and feel so GOOD. I even picked up a CD (NeW ME) and this is what I feel is the making of my second resolution for new year and That’s….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****Music**** Devotional songs****More songs****a way to de-stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last week .......Mania&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;was shopping for NEW YR in Jack n Jones (Loved the collection) …&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Avatar" is a good movie – a must one time watch, my expectation of the 3D effect was just not MET and not sure it’s the Theater to be blamed or the movie did lack the effect. The concept, creativity, the new thing, brilliant work, inventiveness…..all the good vocabulary in English can be allied to the miraculous work gone behind making this movie. Please go and WATCH!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hope all of you there having FUN….the feeling during &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;December &lt;/span&gt;is just so different…so beautiful….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey, pls don't look at the below pictures of you love food and currently Hungry..Last night dinner was at &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sy920Rq-ZKI/AAAAAAAACbs/3LQN0kK5_Ig/s1600-h/Image0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sy920Rq-ZKI/AAAAAAAACbs/3LQN0kK5_Ig/s320/Image0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417679517218923682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;"ELEMENTS" and you must go there to bring that joy to your Tastebuds...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;and...when I checked my "BMI" in the machine today, I just weight right for my height..so more food and more eating and the passion continues..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sy94Gaby9EI/AAAAAAAACcM/jN1g7hAZtCs/s1600-h/Image0321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sy925tp3ndI/AAAAAAAACb0/iz0-ZE92cfg/s320/Image0326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417679610629823954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-5301417211445075369?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5301417211445075369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5301417211445075369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5301417211445075369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5301417211445075369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/decemberwhats-up-wth-me.html' title='December.....what&apos;s up wth me'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sy920Rq-ZKI/AAAAAAAACbs/3LQN0kK5_Ig/s72-c/Image0327.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3849343634929620641</id><published>2009-12-14T10:54:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:02:58.509+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My DiL GoES ZOOmmm...OOMMM...</title><content type='html'>Yes, am so Refreshed – Rejuvenated – Revived!!!!! The meaning same, but that’s the feel am starting my week with; repeat REFRESHED!!! I need to Blame my lovely Sunday I had for this believe; indulging in FISH SPA as scheduled and rest of the fun things until late evening which self describe as a perfect Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;FISH SPA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;– Startling set up; a class crowd and it all began with this exhilaration to just set our foot inside the Fish tank …..Kavs accompanied me to the Spa, both of us waiting with equal anticipation to try this unique foot reflexology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without much wait, we were taken near the Tank and asked to sink our feet inside and enjoy the session…&lt;br /&gt;Just a peep, sent a chill looking at those hundreds of tiny, brown fishes waiting to attack us.We plunged out feet inside and those petite garra rufa fishes rushed near our feet and started off with their business ….&lt;br /&gt;Initially it looked YUCK….felt YIKKKESSSSSSS….TICKLISHHHHH…”OPSSS, I CAN’t do this” kinds….and then we tried indulging again…It’s the same shriek…yiikkessssss…what’s this??? And then a loud laughter and same noises from us… We were overjoyed at the sight and feel; screeched at the same time, taking our own sweet time to get used to those hundred’s of them all over our feet.…It takes a minimum of 10 mins to get used to the feeling and sight, and unknowingly you start to love their work. Initially we opted for 10 min, but just could not resist the amazing feel, extended to 10 more mins and before they said its TIME UP; we stretched to 30 mins and those were amazing …They suck the dead skin away, slowly relaxing you…We were offered a free 10 min shoulder / Hand ,massage adding intensity to Rejuvenation …&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has not tried, should give it a shot once…It’s just worth the skill&lt;br /&gt;(Atleast the TICLKE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Loved the 30 min special healing therapy and with this not enough, There was road side chat session with the gang post the SPA, road side shopping and before I could realize, the sun was saying good bye…We cancelled our Dinner plan to eat light at home…&lt;br /&gt;So no complains to start the week all FRESH and HAPPY!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Am I not content with so little things in life?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and mom are vacationing in Shimoga for a week, while am w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXMYJGAWjI/AAAAAAAACbE/p-IbncYjK14/s1600-h/Image0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXMYJGAWjI/AAAAAAAACbE/p-IbncYjK14/s320/Image0303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414958842112924210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aiting for mine!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXb9BTcG4I/AAAAAAAACbU/wFM2646GC2c/s1600-h/Image0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXb9BTcG4I/AAAAAAAACbU/wFM2646GC2c/s320/Image0313.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414975968351361922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXMfkxip1I/AAAAAAAACbM/70DP6XvSKb4/s1600-h/Image0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXMfkxip1I/AAAAAAAACbM/70DP6XvSKb4/s320/Image0306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414958969802368850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3849343634929620641?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3849343634929620641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3849343634929620641' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3849343634929620641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3849343634929620641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/my-dil-goes-zoommmoommm.html' title='My DiL GoES ZOOmmm...OOMMM...'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyXMYJGAWjI/AAAAAAAACbE/p-IbncYjK14/s72-c/Image0303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-4220571986093275532</id><published>2009-12-11T18:52:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:58:34.845+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friday LiVE…..</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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style, the audacio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;us swim, the bikes &amp;amp; Racing, the Glamour quotient, the Hype, The Dialogues…”NOTHING” made me sit up and watch this movie … I switched off half way and planning to take the next DVD from the rack “DO KNOT DISTURB” scheduled for the noon show!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I realised my desire ... 1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lower Lip piercing&lt;/span&gt; 2) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tattoo on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;right arm say “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" st="on"&gt;OM&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;OFFCOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;E, I don’t DARE both of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;now…. have masses of persuasive in line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, which will take away time and mental health and end up just not longing anything…..Let me be optimistic and say the feeling is only for “NOW”!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Do you also have a secret desire like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyJNxf4kYwI/AAAAAAAACY0/zsCaS_C4H2U/s1600-h/OM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 429px; height: 203px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyJNxf4kYwI/AAAAAAAACY0/zsCaS_C4H2U/s320/OM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413975214820451074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Finally my December trip is scheduled on the last day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; on this yr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;, for 3 days in Sakleshpur (Yippee)…It was very tough to conclude, fingers crossed, prayers silently ON from my side, since I need this 2 day break – BADLY – make that VERY BADLY…but something imp from FIL’s side, might be a priority then…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As soon as we are back, its hubby’s birthday. So my new year will start off with his Birthday celebration. He is turning “30” and the feeling is so good - out of the ordinary – am personally so excited for this special number!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I badly want to check with him, if the feel is any different …&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;”The 30 feel”&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;He continues to look Younger day by day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Anyways; people like him get lucky to party with team on a Friday evening, while I get to sit in front of my buddy here and just type these words..Realized how much I lack friends in life…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thanks for all of you there, who flowed the lovely names, for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;COFFEE SHOP&lt;/span&gt;. My fren has finalized 5 names, which will conclude to “1” later…I shall post the name, once it’s finalized by those 3 friends. Now, it’s up to them to choose. Next step will be on finalizing the Interiors….yet to get more info on this and planning will start…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;******&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIVE......from Television News and My Views...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;oh HELL with Politics and its Drama..Its reaching Rakhi Sawanth's level ( and much more) or Can I even compare to anything worse (?), which is full of false Nautanki, than anything real or Policy or whatever little truth...First it was all Drama b/w our beloved CM with Reddy bro's taking over the news channel, our time, thoughts, Government's abundance money, patience and then one fine day they shake hands and smile and more drama continues...we believe, we Live normally&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;( P.s Personally I like Rakhi Sawanh for her talent, so the comparison)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:times new roman;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, Its its passed to our neighbouring state...what's that...JAI TELANGANA???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh come on, I wanted something better on a Friday evening than pained by this another Drama taken to a much better level by our Chandrashekar Rao ( he, who cannot even walk on self), fighting so religiously to dividing the state.For WHAT? For Policy? For betterment of the Country or state? WHATEVER buddy, do u even realise what r you putting at stake? Why does the Bus have to burn for this fight? What was that "satyagraha"?? ( Uff, Gandhi follower's)???? do they have reports justifying what will be the Special effects and improvement post dividing the land...will the Flood affected people and area be back to normal is a miracle time? Are they even looking at those people now? they are only people on streets with banners causing so much havoc to the normal public life and more money in the flow like floods....It PAINS to be looking at so much go waste, while they all sit and do more damage in the name of Politics and Policy...Am so sorry for the victim Rosiah here, I believe YSR considered to him as one of the most knowledgeable &amp;amp; Matured man, at 77 he is fighting a never ending, ever unwanted Battle!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Can Congress act seriously, before our Mayawati Devi starts accessing her active mind and make cry, following such stupid acts down south? I hear she wants to divide her state too...Divide and WHAT? Why can't this time and money be used for something better ( sounds like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" face="times new roman" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Atleast am ANGRY and venting out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Congress Maiyya, Can you unfold this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;This is what we are presenting to our future gen!!! More division,more Drama....More news, More money..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MORE TAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me and you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;JAI HIND!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-4220571986093275532?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/4220571986093275532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=4220571986093275532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4220571986093275532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/4220571986093275532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/friday-live.html' title='Friday LiVE…..'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SyJNxf4kYwI/AAAAAAAACY0/zsCaS_C4H2U/s72-c/OM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-8174721959014232493</id><published>2009-12-09T19:21:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:35:47.212+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A morning without coffee....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sx-uF0VPbiI/AAAAAAAACYI/AIcH7BevP1o/s1600-h/coffee_roaster%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sx-uF0VPbiI/AAAAAAAACYI/AIcH7BevP1o/s320/coffee_roaster%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413236692092939810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Coffee is the best thing to douse the sunrise with.  ~Drew Sirtors"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;COFFEE&lt;/span&gt;...Do you??? If yes, then please ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very good friend at work is starting his own coffee shop; along with 2 of this friends as partners.&lt;br /&gt;He is a software engineer by profession, but moving ahead to make his dream come true...His passion-COFFEE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, he finalized the place and interiors is in planning stage. As exciting as it might get and sound, the first step is to finalise the name for his cafe in progress....There are few names in our list, but nothing reconciling with the ardor...I request you ( My friends, cousins, close frens, blog frens, rest of human kind...) to please take a min and think of a nice name and do leave it in comments column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice-creative name for a coffee shop; which will give a feel of an aromatic freshly brewed coffee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-8174721959014232493?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/8174721959014232493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=8174721959014232493' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8174721959014232493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/8174721959014232493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/morning-without-coffee.html' title='A morning without coffee....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sx-uF0VPbiI/AAAAAAAACYI/AIcH7BevP1o/s72-c/coffee_roaster%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-9160523498975796857</id><published>2009-12-09T10:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-09T10:49:40.095+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How’s life at your end?</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;OFFCOURSE, the one which speaks GOOD!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Back to the MOVIE, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What’s your RAASHE….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Good entertainment, on a Sunday morning, when you have nothing interesting to do, but this DVD. The reason for the story to start and conclude is STUPID (JUST STUPID); doesn’t make any sense nor any practicality attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;But the process of seeing 12 girls from different sun signs was AMAZING! Though again, not a very practical move, am speaking in pure “entertainment terms”; for a lady like me. For me, it was the process of imagining each girl in her circumstances and hows it like to meet a guy for the first time arranged by the parents. What to talk, how to dress up, how to behave and how not to…..I have been through this process (which was taken carelessly from my side, since I was already in LOVE); but I did go through!!!! It rushed back memories (though not pleasant then) but TODAY since am in a different situate, I could afford to IMAGINE and think, how’s it like!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I loved Ms.Chopra’s clothes, acting to-be bride and all the things attached to Gujarati family, attitude and style!!! Loved Harman as an NRI, who was so unruffled, balanced and took the flow of meeting girls and enjoying each experience. Loved every scene where he meets the girl and wished there was more drama; than those unwanted songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I loved – I loved – I was entertained – thrown into this imaginary world again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In lay life realism, I will never every be able to meet a person for today, talk, have coffee and settle on the leading decision of my life. That’s also cos; I always knew what I want and ensured I took all routes to convince that he is was the one for me. It’s never easy for Parents to accept that their son/daughter choosing their spouse. The attitude of most of Indian parents will never change when it comes to few things in LIFE – NEVER. Maybe when am a parent, I might understand that, but that’s to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Else, I love the fact that I lead my life based on my decisions and awareness, even ready to take the short fall/compromises if am faced to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I wonder, what about those people who fall in love but never have the courage to convince their parents? What about those people in remote parts / Villages, where even before they know what MARRIAGE is, they are just done with it. What about those, who have parents who will emotionally pull them back and get them marriaged to else?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“WHAT if” – exist for many reasons, circumstances and diverse for different class of society, caste and dogma. Such a miscellaneous topic, which can be never ending…..lemme stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ONE LIFE! SHORT LIFE!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;so....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How’s life at your end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Gugee – this for you, though COPIED, :(&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(32, 60, 191);"&gt;This Day I Married My Best Friend&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;This day I married my best friend&lt;br /&gt;...the one I laugh with as we share life's wonderous zest,&lt;br /&gt;as we find new enjoyments and experience all that's best.&lt;br /&gt;...the one I live for because the world seems brighter&lt;br /&gt;as our happy times are better and our burdens feel much lighter.&lt;br /&gt;...the one I love with every fiber of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;We used to feel vaguely incomplete, now together we are whole.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&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/4601712809285250129-9160523498975796857?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/9160523498975796857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=9160523498975796857' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9160523498975796857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/9160523498975796857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/hows-life-at-your-end.html' title='How’s life at your end?'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-3839957634112294991</id><published>2009-12-07T15:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:15:39.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>AVAREKAI...Yum</title><content type='html'>Come NOVEMBER, its the season of Avarekai ( COW BEANS) in namma karnataka!!!&lt;br /&gt;You get it in HEAPS in the market with any vegetable vendor, a treat to people who love "Delicios SOUth Indian food"...a favourite since my childhood...&lt;br /&gt;( Am not sure, if this is available in other pats of the country???) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxzZC1RZsNI/AAAAAAAACXI/_wr2cQ_xpUI/s1600-h/Image0289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412439494875525330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxzZC1RZsNI/AAAAAAAACXI/_wr2cQ_xpUI/s320/Image0289.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are varities of dishes you can make out of this bean, which leaves you with a refreshing taste in the end, wanting more and more...I just can't stop eating them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While mom prepares saaru and huli ( well known as saambar and Rasam) with Avarekai, she also mixes it with Akki rotti ( roti made from rice flour) roasted; upma, rice bath......the tang just "out of world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIL takes it to a different level altogether, by showcasing her "ANDHRA" stlye cooking and making the same sambar in a different style. She grinds Onion with methi, coconut, ginger, tamrind paste and coriander and mixes to the bean sambar which gives a special savor, asking for more and more....&lt;br /&gt;pls do try and lemme know how much you loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have exact recipes; but post was more to say what an important vegetable it is for us for next 2 months, so much a part of our routine and how much a loved bean it is :)&lt;br /&gt;Am loving it ...&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;RENU....u wanna try? Are you familiar with this vegetable?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-3839957634112294991?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/3839957634112294991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=3839957634112294991' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3839957634112294991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/3839957634112294991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/avarekaiyum.html' title='AVAREKAI...Yum'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxzZC1RZsNI/AAAAAAAACXI/_wr2cQ_xpUI/s72-c/Image0289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-5327326260240636867</id><published>2009-12-06T13:34:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-06T14:48:27.897+05:30</updated><title type='text'>IdLe mInD is.......???</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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so mad with somewhat that's irritating my senses....I had planned to attend his marriage, had planned my attire and accessories; but convincing myself with reasons, which goes like this…… its cos Hubby is not here to drive me till the wedding hall, since I will be draped in lovely kanceepuram saree and other one is I can't take an auto so far; all dressed up!...I can't DRIVE, when I don't know the way ( rubbish)....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Am not convinced with my own reasons and HELL, this is doing no good to my IDLE mind today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes can’t reason out the “new” me and surprises as to how well I can shield myself and let my mind wander to unwanted torture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s definitely not cos GU is not here, and so skillfully reason my mind as HIM. Am much independent to drive my day/days, than expecting him to be here, take me out or sit beside me - whatever…I have had my fun days with my frens, I have had my business travels every year, from which I carry fond memories…but what’s this after marriage? I have somewhere lost a part of myself!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Little good was done to me after reading LIFE from times today. It started with “SPIRITUALITY” to Emraan’s fav cuisine….The best was the poem I read and copying it below!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;Your children are not your children:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for itself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;they come through you but not from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;For they have their own thoughts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;You may strive to be like them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="about"&gt;but seek not to make them like you...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-- Children by Kahlil Gibran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There is a reason why I refer the above, since there is an issue with my far off cousin with his parents and that has resulted in my debate with myself from past week about the sensitive relation b/w parents and the kids! It’s the most challenging task, pheww..... But unless u r a parent and going through this phase with your kid at every stage of his growing yrs, you never know the actual FEEL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Currently reading “&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;THE CASE OF THE BONSAI MANAGER&lt;/span&gt;”, where it talks of being intuitive in the first chapter…&lt;/span&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; instead of imaging the management theory it talks of, my mind was being “intuitive” that am not going to be a part of the 2 trips I planned mentally this December. What more can go wrong??????? being a "Piscean" trust me ; being intuitive works so well for me…personally…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;By the way, have you noticed the sun shine in Bangalore in December? I have those frizzy memories of my childhood, where it used to be so chill and gloomy and its just vanished now!!! I miss Bangalore winter and this is definitely not the same this year...I don't like the sun shine in December....I don't like it; that the clothes are all dried up by evening, which reminds me of summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oh YES, today looks like a tirade day for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;****Back to Travel and Living now…happy Sunday to all…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;MIL’s cooking “Baalekai playa” ( raw banana) and “avarekai saaru” ( cow bean), and papad which might prove to be the only thing which am gagagaaaaa over this Sunday - meal!!!&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/4601712809285250129-5327326260240636867?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/5327326260240636867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=5327326260240636867' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5327326260240636867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/5327326260240636867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/idle-mind-is.html' title='IdLe mInD is.......???'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxtnG1RMcZI/AAAAAAAACXA/Wl3kGw_HKxc/s72-c/woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601712809285250129.post-1913253573646447634</id><published>2009-12-03T13:19:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:37:36.094+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Something Unexpected....</title><content type='html'>hubby called me now...Some issue in the Family front and he is leaving to Hyderabad tonight...&lt;br /&gt;HELL, am just not feeling good at all..He is leaving so unexpectedly and though its for a genuine cause, its not doing any good to my emotions....Will have to thrust myself next 3 days (or) never know how long, waiting..gggg.....rrrr...rrr...for him to come back now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its silly, its child like, Its immaturity talks, but this is the FEEL..This is the mood currently and where else can I crib apart from this space here, which is all ment for me....and it just doesnt laugh back at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you gu...Its just so different, even before experiencing it...especially when you didnt give me time to mentally prepare...:(&lt;br /&gt;My weekend will be just myself and am not going outdoor nor &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxdxKGbdt1I/AAAAAAAACW4/aCTV6oP3M8o/s1600-h/DSC_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410917895647377234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxdxKGbdt1I/AAAAAAAACW4/aCTV6oP3M8o/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoying...am in Solitude...am angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During Kabini Trip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...!!!!.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sxdw1xez4bI/AAAAAAAACWw/aWtcIHf0Qss/s1600-h/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410917546426884530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/Sxdw1xez4bI/AAAAAAAACWw/aWtcIHf0Qss/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4601712809285250129-1913253573646447634?l=www.shrutzz.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/feeds/1913253573646447634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4601712809285250129&amp;postID=1913253573646447634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1913253573646447634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4601712809285250129/posts/default/1913253573646447634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.shrutzz.com/2009/12/something-unexpected.html' title='Something Unexpected....'/><author><name>Shrutzz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06525632491912096080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/S7BSzMXExnI/AAAAAAAACus/5S7gv7EDnk0/S220/hhh.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z1VSAzhhFu4/SxdxKGbdt1I/AAAAAAAACW4/aCTV6oP3M8o/s72-c/DSC_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
