<?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-29382213</id><updated>2011-12-13T19:56:35.073-08:00</updated><category term='wedding invite'/><title type='text'>MY SPACE</title><subtitle type='html'>Its Only Words and Words are all I have to take your Heart away!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-5550252358609477342</id><published>2011-01-09T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T23:10:02.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Rajiv!!</title><content type='html'>The first time we met, it was destiny&lt;br /&gt;you and I, were meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;You were so gentle, you were so true&lt;br /&gt;when you first held my hand, I just knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now still together, Through laughter and tears ,&lt;br /&gt;Our memories we have, shall never fade,&lt;br /&gt;for those are the steps, that we have made&lt;br /&gt;Never will I let you go,&lt;br /&gt;And in my heart you’ll always be&lt;br /&gt;From now until forever !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-5550252358609477342?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/5550252358609477342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=5550252358609477342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/5550252358609477342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/5550252358609477342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-to-rajiv.html' title='Happy Birthday to Rajiv!!'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-5748358635999307845</id><published>2010-06-18T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:39:14.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding invite'/><title type='text'>Mujhse Shaadi Karogi Invite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fu51oIdD1P0/TBxH64oSVdI/AAAAAAAAGbs/kNhlpu4P9k8/s1600/Invitation+card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fu51oIdD1P0/TBxH64oSVdI/AAAAAAAAGbs/kNhlpu4P9k8/s400/Invitation+card.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484337523189765586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-5748358635999307845?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/5748358635999307845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=5748358635999307845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/5748358635999307845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/5748358635999307845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2010/06/mujhse-shadi-karogi-invite.html' title='Mujhse Shaadi Karogi Invite'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fu51oIdD1P0/TBxH64oSVdI/AAAAAAAAGbs/kNhlpu4P9k8/s72-c/Invitation+card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-6743660116377637752</id><published>2008-11-23T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:59:33.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Undying love i feel for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If what they say is true,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That time heals a broken heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then tell me why it's taking so long&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;for the healing to start?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've tried so hard to fight these feelings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have deep in side for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;While telling my self each day,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I must, I must start anew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know I should move on,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and accept that you are gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But that is so darn hard to do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cause i'm still deeply in love with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow i'll again try to forget you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I pray to God i'll do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But for today I cannot seem to let go,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of this undying love I feel for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-6743660116377637752?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/6743660116377637752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=6743660116377637752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/6743660116377637752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/6743660116377637752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2008/11/undying-love-i-feel-for-you.html' title='Undying love i feel for you...'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115857585805694413</id><published>2006-09-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T03:51:05.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Grew Up....</title><content type='html'>Life no longer just revolves around me, my parents and siblings, there are so many more people who i think, know so much more about me, than my family themselves. I have learnt to confide in my friends the things i cant tell my parents becos i think they wont understand my point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose not talk about people close to me, how i want to live my life at my will, the dreams i want to realise, and many such things that are so much a part of me and my existence, i choose not to bother my parents with them. Reminds me of the day when i was brought into this earth, Fragile, Weak helpless and so dependent on my mom and dad.  Be it my meek childhood days or arrogant Teenhood, they were always there for me. Now i choose to ignore them, cos they let me stay away from them to chase my own dreams.  How can someone, who one has been with just for a yr or less become so much more important that you can choose to ignore people who have been with you for your entire life? Why do i go up to others to discuss things i shud be discussing with my parents and siblings? Have i grown up so much to no longer need my parents. That sounds bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I decide today, to confide in my parents every single thing in this world about me, coz "Bitter Truth is Sweeter than a Sweet Lie discovered later". I Really Grew Up Today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115857585805694413?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115857585805694413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115857585805694413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115857585805694413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115857585805694413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-grew-up.html' title='I Grew Up....'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115813755539304943</id><published>2006-09-13T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T01:52:35.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will wait for you, forever</title><content type='html'>I can see you smiling back,&lt;br /&gt;when I look at the door&lt;br /&gt;and its not a dream, I know&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in my heart, and in my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;however far you be, I can still see&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I am so sure baby,&lt;br /&gt;you only belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel your caring touch,&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel your warm hug,&lt;br /&gt;Oh! the kisses so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted them to last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment with you, I cherish,&lt;br /&gt;All the memories, still so fresh&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of dying, NO! I am brave&lt;br /&gt;Just to be with you some more time, I crave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cud rain love for you, dear!&lt;br /&gt;All I wish is 'Don't leave me ever'!&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far or near!&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for you, forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115813755539304943?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115813755539304943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115813755539304943' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115813755539304943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115813755539304943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-will-wait-for-you-forever.html' title='I will wait for you, forever'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115676151694632927</id><published>2006-08-28T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T05:16:49.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Let My Mind Wander..It Chose to Never Return!!!</title><content type='html'>The Beauty of Life, is that&lt;br /&gt;It always lets you decide!&lt;br /&gt;If you want a feather in your Hat&lt;br /&gt;or you choose to Hide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is Always not a Ball&lt;br /&gt;Lows and Highs are just a Part,&lt;br /&gt;No Matter how deep you Fall,&lt;br /&gt;Once Again, You can Choose to Start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have No Fear, Its Faith that you Need&lt;br /&gt;Hinderences or Obstacles, Give No Heed&lt;br /&gt;Its a mighty journey, Life is a Cruise&lt;br /&gt;Just Keep going, Dont Fear to Loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be a King or a Pauper,&lt;br /&gt;Theres Nothing Stopping you, O' FellowBrother!&lt;br /&gt;Live like a Knight in the Shining Armour,&lt;br /&gt;Its the only Life you've got, Live Like no other!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115676151694632927?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115676151694632927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115676151694632927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115676151694632927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115676151694632927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-let-my-mind-wanderit-chose-to-never.html' title='I Let My Mind Wander..It Chose to Never Return!!!'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115614629793673367</id><published>2006-08-21T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T06:26:21.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Married or Happy???</title><content type='html'>My parents cant stop, but scrutinize all my male friends background, as they rightly think i have attained the so called nubile age. Coming from a semi traditional family, i have learned to respect the indian family values while stepping into the mordern times(it might sound ironic to some, but i have). The feasibility of the institution of marriage never ceases to intirgue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The increasing number of failed marriages, single parents makes one wonder, Is it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;First you get married to someone you think you love and then you compromise on everything to avoid any complications of divorce or anything like that, then when you have kids, they become your laibility and it becomes so god damn difficult to get out of all this that its seriously needs a second thought wether it was really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may lack experience to raise any point of view on pros and cons of marriage,but the contemprory scenarios as such dont reflect the best of marriages. Its for us to take the decision, and face the consequences. 'Never commit' are the saviour words in the present era.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115614629793673367?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115614629793673367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115614629793673367' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115614629793673367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115614629793673367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/08/married-or-happy.html' title='Married or Happy???'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115614514139802665</id><published>2006-08-21T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T00:25:41.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If wishes were horses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is a rebel in each and everyone of us that protests the ongoing crime and corruption all along.  Given a platform, one could go on and on describing the crime and treachery persistent in our community.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We crib about everything under the sky and wish everything was as sweet as it can get for us.  If you want life to be a bed of roses for you, you must learn to take the thorns off it.  Life wont be half as gud if it dint have challanges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If one thinks wats going on is wrong and wants to change it, then why not stand up for it yourself. Its us who underestimate the power of Voting and end up getting someone really wrong elected as a leader for us and then continue to crib. If you claim that the politicians and police force is corrupt, dont you think they are one among us.  If you think your leader is corrupt, stand for it yourself. Power is in each one of us. We can get the wind flow in the direction we want if we had the will.  Life is a challange, take it as one. Stand up for your rights without forgetting responsibilties.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115614514139802665?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115614514139802665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115614514139802665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115614514139802665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115614514139802665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-wishes-were-horses.html' title='If wishes were horses...'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115590160230417316</id><published>2006-08-18T03:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:56:46.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is a Stranger?</title><content type='html'>When i took a Taxi this morning to get to Work, the taxi driver(a middle aged Sardarji) , offered me the choco cream busicuits that he was eating. When i refused to take it, he got a little upset and kept it aside and concentrated on driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident made me wonder wether i did wrong by not taking food stuff from a stranger expecting he might have poisoned it. He was afterall a good natured sardarji and wanted to share and eat. We are taught from childhood not to talk to strangers and also that we must share our things with others. Its a confused set of mindsets that we grow up with. In a perspective of a Young Girl, wasnt i right no accepting Food from a stranger? Or was i wrong for not accepting when he Shared his Food with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would i not accept food from new colleages i meet at office if i think they are from a respectable family? Would i refuse my new neighbour if she invites me for Dinner? Is It the drivers economic status that drove me into not accepting Food from him? Wat defines a stranger for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is a Stranger?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115590160230417316?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115590160230417316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115590160230417316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115590160230417316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115590160230417316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-is-stranger.html' title='Who is a Stranger?'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-115589780944609208</id><published>2006-08-18T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T03:43:29.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - A Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Life, a four letter word that encompasses a persons lifetime, and gets quite intriguing sometimes. In my younger days, the question "Wat will you be after growing up in Life?" used to bother me a lot. Out of my fascination for great heights and luv for blue sky, i always used to reply with a glee on my face and high Spirits..'A Pilot!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a Child, I would get paranoid by the single thought of loosing my way or staying away from my mother for one night. I would have several tiffs with my younger sister over who my mom loves more. I would take my mom for granted to feed me my meals and she obviously loved it. Its Ironic, now as an adult i feel embarrassed by my mom kissing me or hugging me, while i used to jump on her lap and embrace her in my small arms every day i returned from school. I could play with my Dad and listen to him for hours without getting intimidated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its all like a beautiful dream to me that went past me before i could realize its importance. Now, as a Software Engineer, I ask myself, does my life lie in Coding those 1000+ pages of code all along. When i speak to my dad now why is it only about, my Tax filing problems or my investment problems and not really have a friendly chat. Why do i always crib about my mom being too interfereing when she tells me wat to eat and wat not too?? Is this a part of growing up? I would rather have remained a kid all my life if its such a wondeful thing to be and then if someone asked me 'What would you like to be when you grow up??'. I would Say 'A KID' Yes!! you heard it right a KID again. I would not want to grow up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-115589780944609208?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/115589780944609208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=115589780944609208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115589780944609208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/115589780944609208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-dream.html' title='Life - A Dream'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29382213.post-114966134429253356</id><published>2006-06-06T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:22:24.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to Life!!!</title><content type='html'>I luv living...can anyone beat that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant understand why people crib about everything..watever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you go to school..you crib about having to study and not having time to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when going for work..you crib about not having time for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when rearing your kids...you crib about them being so naughty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when in old age..you crib about not having done enough in life for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sumtimes wonder...Doesnt all this conclude we are all kinda really selfish....well, i am not saying its bad to be selfish cos its wat every one is and has to be...but why crib why not get the most of wat you've got...learn to luv your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U Love your family not cos you need them&lt;br /&gt;..U Need them cos you actually love them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29382213-114966134429253356?l=meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/feeds/114966134429253356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29382213&amp;postID=114966134429253356' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/114966134429253356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29382213/posts/default/114966134429253356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meenakshi-naidu.blogspot.com/2006/06/addicted-to-life.html' title='Addicted to Life!!!'/><author><name>Meenakshi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03207121915192175811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
