tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45698443002031387922024-03-13T10:32:21.010-07:00Rebel without a CAUSELailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-75028958386458111392013-04-08T13:48:00.000-07:002013-04-08T13:48:21.857-07:00Hating Hating HATING BAD ADS<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Saw the recent dumb Cookie ad of Amitabh Horrible doesnt do the product nor the star justice. this is the imagination of our ad exes these days. wonder y they get paid at all. Even my Watchman can ask Amitabh to chastise him and then ask for these cookies only. Sad state of affairs. Using a celeb is lazy advertising. Using him in this bul shit ad is Ad exes sleeping on the damn job.</div>
Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-7221776312048610292013-03-30T13:32:00.000-07:002013-03-30T13:32:10.998-07:00My Page Will Post whatever the Hell I LIke TY<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The Last 2 days I've been Abused because of my Posts and also been asked very nicely not to posts Artistic nudes on my Page....My reply to the Jackass who abused me for my posts was Delete and BLOCK ME JAckass and several more choice words which i wont subject u nice people to.<br />
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The 2nd Person asked me very nicely not to post artistic nudes on my page and I replied very nicely If u dont like my posts please block me take care have a good week....<br />
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What makes people poke their nose into my world if they dont like it just delete me and block me...Y be a jerk about it ??</div>
Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-77980136420485872582012-05-06T06:05:00.000-07:002012-05-06T06:05:27.490-07:00Its not Worth Nothing Anymore<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
How dare you suffer these several Joys.<br />
After tying me for an eternity to your sorrows.<br />
How dare you smile, after auctioning off mine for your sins.<br />
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You the king of stupidity and inaction.<br />
Laziness drapes you lovingly so.<br />
Movement means death, stagnating in this rotten purgatory with u seems endless.<br />
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My worse nightmares you bring Forth like a daemon set out from hell.<br />
Comfort from you comes in the form of burning resentment dipped into self loathing for a good measure.<br />
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If this is life and as it should be.<br />
Then Death seems a kinder accomplishment.<br />
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Me always looking into your nothingness, guiding it to the shores of achievement.<br />
Burning life ,blood and my very soul.<br />
Its not Worth Nothing Anymore.......</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-3213929745119473442012-04-27T09:31:00.000-07:002012-04-27T09:31:08.903-07:00Style Craze 20000 Worth Free Cosmetics Give AWAY :) Amazingly WOW<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The give away includes cosmetics worth 20000 WOW check out the Link......<br />
http://www.community.stylecraze.com/page/1000-member-giveaway# I am entering and so should you Takes absolutely nothing except a few posts.<br />
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My fellow blogger Aasheianaa..... sent me this amazing give away. Thanks for sharing and I am glad I can share it with everyone else as well.....Here is wishing all of us the best of luck to Win too bad we cant all win but here's wishing the best for all</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-60478100619023980992012-04-18T19:31:00.000-07:002012-04-18T19:31:47.870-07:00A Self-centered Sense of Unworthiness<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The Title of this post Hit the Nail on the head for me and I had my own Ah ha moment to steal the phrase from Oprah who I like depending on what shes talking about. I read this post from a fellow blogger Underachiever's Guide to being a Domestic Goddess here's the link and shout out to her for writing the blog post http://underachievingdomesticgoddess.blogspot.in<br />
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She talks about reading an article written by Glee's (tv show) Jane Lynch which floored her and me as well as I read the extract on her blog and goggled the article later on. http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Glees-Jane-Lynch-on-When-Its-Not-About-You<br />
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The Article is Quoted from : http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Glees-Jane-Lynch-on-When-Its-Not-About-You<br />
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<div class="georgia14 feedID_pageintro" style="font-style: italic;">The actress had spent her life thinking everything was her fault, until a telling encounter forced her to "shine a light" on her issues and take a good look at how she viewed the world.</div><br />
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<div class="arial14" style="line-height: 18px;">As a kid, I was convinced that deep down inside, at my core, there was something wrong with me—something fundamentally broken. I constantly apologized, I'd over-thank people, I'd pay more than my share. It was as if I had some kind of deficit and needed to compensate for it. <br />
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Then, when I was 14, I started drinking, and I didn't get sober until I was 31. After five years in Alcoholics Anonymous, I met a woman who impressed me. So I asked her to be my sponsor, and she said yes. <br />
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That night I walked into a meeting and saw my new sponsor sobbing uncontrollably, with a group of women huddled around her. And my immediate thought was: "What did I do wrong? Did I say something to her? Was I supposed to call her?" And then, "She's upset with me because I'm a bad person." I had only known her for 12 hours! While everyone else was tending to her in her time of need, all I could do was think about what I had done wrong. <br />
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Then it struck me: "This has nothing to do with me. Whatever happened was not my fault. I felt a wave of relief, an internal shift that felt like I had just had a chiropractic adjustment. I saw that I had been living with a self-centered sense of unworthiness.<br />
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It's significant that I had this epiphany at an AA meeting, because when I took away the booze, all I had left was me. That moment forced me to shine a light on my shadowy areas; it was like turning a huge spotlight on myself. I realized that if I'm obsessing about my own feelings, I'm not present with the people around me—and am frankly of no use to them. <br />
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Today, if that instinct to take the blame gets triggered, a mechanism inside me kicks in and asks, "Is this really about you?" It's helped me become a better friend, a better partner, and a more helpful person. It's hard to focus on what someone else needs when you're so focused on what their problem could mean about you! I still have to take a deep breath and collect myself, but I'm no longer so wrapped up in my own feelings that I deprive other people of theirs.<br />
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From the June 2010 issue of <i>O, The Oprah Magazine</i>.</div><br />
Read more: <a href="http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Glees-Jane-Lynch-on-When-Its-Not-About-You#ixzz1sRkCXGJk" style="color: #003399;">http://www.oprah.com/spirit/Glees-Jane-Lynch-on-When-Its-Not-About-You#ixzz1sRkCXGJk</a><br />
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I myself have always felt like that. I feel the need to provide everything for everyone have everyone I love happy, having everything perfect around me. This has caused me and those around me a lot of stress. As I make it all about everything being perfect and work towards doing that which is not possible .What I loved about the article was, that it was simple, powerful and seemed to turn the light bulb on in me. I understood and related to it completely. I always wanted to be the perfect daughter to both my parents, the perfect sister, the perfect girlfriend, the perfect student, the perfect everything. This was causing too much pressure on me and all my relationships.<br />
I always take things too personally and try to solve everyone's problems. I took responsibility for everyone and everything around me , that is no way to live. The amount of Guilt I took on Everyday was insurmountable. This Guilt has made me sick, kept me up and made me very very sensitive. In these last few years I have been on my way to drop this baggage that I never forget or forgive myself for. This Article has gone a long way in doing that. Making me understand logically and easily. having an actual phrase that fits the situation perfectly "A Self-centered Sense of Unworthiness" I do not know the exact reason why this fits so well into me or i fit perfectly into it. But it feels like a good wake up call. A Wake up call I needed most definitely. People that know me well, know these little idiosyncrasies and those who don't know them in person. Know something about it now :)<br />
Hope this Post helps everyone like it did me. Take care & have a great week.</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-13438702129285024572012-03-18T06:03:00.000-07:002012-03-18T06:03:01.924-07:00Skeleton In Her Closet<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141526">To the distant speck of life I see , the one who I thought was made for me. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141526">I the skeleton in her closet, her deep dark secret she knows ,but connects not to. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141524">Me the rejected, depraved, unfulfilling unfulfilled,ex lover, hater, stealer.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141522">If only To steal but just a few moments more.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141522">To keep forever frozen with me. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141522">Just a protection from the nuclear unheaval she bestows on me.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">My insides feel torn and pulled apart. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">My life a distant dream. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">Am I alive without her ?</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">This is not true, is it? she survives without me. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">The very air I breathe turn putrid with hate and contempt.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536"> Dare I utter the very aching and need I feel. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">My soul a shambles. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141536">Shattered for everyone to see and mock me.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">I am the subject of her ridule. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">Her target. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">No love spews from her heart mind or mouth for me anymore. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">An intence hatered. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">Mocking words I long to hear. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">Just one more meaningless fight for me to cling on to.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141539">Just one more I plead to the heavens.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141534">But no more do I hear her voice, feel her tone caress my body.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141534">Mockingly as it were.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141534">Instead I see her .</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141534">Happy, without me.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141532">She thrives blooms suceeds without me. </div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141532">My meaningless presence contained her greatness.</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141532">I blocked her sunlight, refused her a breath</div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141532"></div><div id="yui_3_2_0_8_1332070001141532">I was her lead box, her capture.</div>Without me she lives and loves<br />
I barely survive, thinking of her.<br />
Me the skeleton in her closet ,her deep dark secret and she<br />
Always my distant fantasy.</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-3307656614306940652012-03-02T04:49:00.000-08:002012-03-02T04:49:16.875-08:00Moving Day Blues and Miracles :)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Sorry for having been away for a while. Moved to a new place to moving out of the old one, packing moving into the new one has been Hectic. It Basically made me feel crazy moving both home and office together. FYI Never Never do that. <br />
Glad to have Had a Dream Team with me. The Love of my Life Mr Iyer. His Mom Mrs S. Iyer His Dad Again a Mr. Iyer (who commands a lot of respect and attention but never ever imposes himself )and My loving mother and sister as well. Who rushed last minute got me boxes and did come a little late but all is forgiven. :)<br />
Happy to have left the Bad neighbor downstairs who was giving negative vibes and hassels to all :) so much so People Moved and Left the Society even their Jobs. Cant even imagine what it must be like to live with this Crazy person. If ur new read an old blog post called Bad neighbor and u will get up to speed about the hell she creates for those around her.<br />
Had a Few mishaps during the move. Got a Iron nail imbedded in my Left hand ring finger Yes where the Big engagement Diamond is supposed to go:) its swollen and hurts like a swollen finger apparently (insert bad words here ) didnt want to use bad words but please feel free to use ur imagination :) So right now i'm typing with a Swollen finger Low blood pressure Blurred vision and general weakness but a Heart full of Love and Affection for My Family and The Iyer Family who so kindly adopted me into their fold when me and my Mr Iyer fell in Love :)<br />
A little distance from the people things and places we love gives us a unique perspective and a new found Love and Fondness for the people place food thing etc in question. When i was in New york I missed Bombay (mumbai) like Crazy even the food i didn't eat regularly was calling to me :) and now its vice versa for sure :) I had my darling sis get me Burger king Burgers from Bangkok when she went there for her honeymoon that's all me and my Mr Iyer wanted as we were missing it so. A little back story we were studying in School together in New york. But that's not where we met or fell in love :) Being Truthful and honest but not revealing my Secret :) not just yet anyway this calls for another time another post :)<br />
The new House has a Peace to it that i really needed and is giving me a sence of calm. For all those that know me see me as a Manic perfectionist so Calm is very much needed in my everyday life. I can be very OCD and Obsessive compulsive when it comes to cleaning and work. :) My sis when we were at our parents place would pretend to sleep when i Started cleaning :) lol those were the good old days when My BP was high .Yelling was a form of communication and throwing things was added entertainment ( my aim was really good a little out of practice now lol )<br />
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Really need to get back to posting since i missed all u lovely people. Hope its been a Good Time away from me and my rants :) Hope its Great now that I'm back posting and connecting with u. Atleast i hope i am connecting with a few. Let me know ur thoughts ur questions ur life. It would be a fun exchange of lives, ideas, ideal ,hopes, dreams, loves, hates etc. The list is endless. Happy to hear about u so let me know what u think and have been up to.<br />
P.S have to sort out the giveaway do check the previous post for it and hope to find a winner soon<br />
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Another Movie with a Heart and very realistic story, acting and just family life generally. Plain speaking movie with a lot of Heart and Soul. A Descendant of a Hawaii's Princess George Clooney's Character Matt King is a lawyer that lives within his means and doesn't exploit his Inheritance unlike the rest of his cousins who are broke by squandering away their legacy.<br />
His Wife has a boating accident and is in a coma. Her father is especially hard on Clooney's Character blaming him for the accident as he did not spend money to buy his wife a boat which may have prevented the accident.<br />
While caring for his estranged wife. There are several layers of relationships we get to see. Matt King with his daughters his friends family and in laws. He is different and real in all his relationships. Pain and trying to make things better for his daughters seem to be the drive that keeps him going.<br />
We see the real drama and nothing contrived. All the actors do their roles justice. Definitely worth a watch. I would watch it again. It is a movie that gives you a look in the future if u are detached from ur life and people in it. The What ifs get answered in a very practical way and doesn't complicate issues. It gives you a clear and concise picture of every layer. Very eye opening for the people that just go through life or a long period with being detached. Hope you like it as much as i did. Let me know what u think and how the experience was for You.<br />
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Loved this movie a Must watch a Very light hearted Thinking movie. Its about a hopeful first time novel writer that loves the 1920's. I myself love that era of surrealists writers and bohemian existence. It tells us about how we as humans are never happy with where we are and always want to go somewhere else. It epitomizes the saying that one mans trash is another mans treasure. The Grass is always greener and so on.....<br />
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Wouldn't want to give away the plot as that is the magic of the movie. The actors <span class="st"><span class="osl" style="color: black;"> <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005562/">(Owen Wilson</a>, <a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1046097/">Rachel McAdams</a>.) </span></span>are directed by excellence. Woody Allen movies are a genre and have a following of their own. This movie however would ring true with everyone as its a magical journey of discovery into our own existence of wanting. It gives you pause to think and evaluate in a very positive light. It gives you time to laugh and chuckle at yourself and the characters which you find yourself loving and wanting to know and see more of.<br />
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Now 8 yrs after my father died of multiple organ failure because of his drinking I still find it hard to trust as I never could trust when he was around. I still am an extremist and Fight to cut people down to the bone as i had to do to him to survive his violence. Did have violence and abuse in my life for a long time so its hard to move on from that reaction especially when i lose it. My Temper in my Teens were legendary. Haven't flown into a blind rage since the last 3 yrs and I'm proud of that. But Family members who went through that with me still treat me with kid gloves. My moms a lovely confused lady whose definitely an Enabler. She Definitely doesn't realize it as she can never be wrong about anything. My parents separately were good people both with a GOD complex and huge EGO's they were kids when they got married and never Grew up. Not even To this date.<br />
Having being told by my DAD in a very deep liquor induced stupor that I was the reason he was drinking at the age of 9. Made me want to be the perfect daughter, student and everything possible.<br />
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Addiction is something that crosses Countries Masses Demographics of all kinds...Its not a problem for the poor middle class or rich. We all have this problem and the victims do their best to cover it up and its hardly talked about. Much like incest or sex abuse.The Victims blame themselves. No one is RESPONSIBLE for someone else s BAD Behavior. They are responsible for their's as you are for yours. Defiantly some people reading thing might thing oh sad what a poor girl. Dont get my wrong I was never a Victim I just survive the cards I was dealt with. Lived on my own terms and still do. Went to New york at the in my early teens to study and work, that was 10 yrs ago. My Dad didnt want me to go and I went anyway. Worked my heart out having 3-4 jobs to support myself. Sometimes not having food to eat. Being poor But I was Happy. Especially since i come from a family my dads side atleast where cousins and cousins make dozens even 1st cousins. And it was these cousins telling me i was the one that GOT away that kept me warm even on the coldest nites. I want to improve and change these learn behaviors of extremes for the wonderful man i have in my life for the last 9 yrs it will be 10 yrs in April 2011 touch wood. Hes been though all my ups downs and craziness as i have with him as well. Would want to improve to deal with adversity better. Want to be able to have small fights and not bring a BAZOOKA to an argument :) as it doesn't make sense. My insecurities are not because of him , these are my Daddy and mummy issues. Like whats new about it. If we are Honest with ourselves which sometimes is the hardest thing to do we all have some issues, something or the other that is our trigger. I just want to improve mine and deal with them as the adult i want and hope to become. Be a role model for my future kids by action and not just do what i say not what i do example. Here's wishing all you people the best to come to face with your demons as I am trying to do with mine. Its honestly not as bad as it seems Keep Positive and Just a comment will let me know that you Understand :) that helps knowing that I'm not a FREAK on my own in this :) PITY u can keep very far away from me and this BLOG of mine. Understanding and fellow victims I WELCOME.<br />
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I try to be grateful everyday for everything I have and make sure i don't get too negative or depressed about the past. whats over and done with is over and done with. I don't want to be the 50 yr old still with daddy issues. Power through and get over whatever it is with a lot of help for my friends and loved ones as i'm sure everyone that goes through this will triumph as well. Here's to more grateful, positive energy for the New year. 30 mins of exercise at least 4-5 times a week eating loving and just doing things that make U as in individual happy. As women we try to make everyone like us love us except ourselves I want to love myself this year...And i Hope you will too :) Love Yourselves first and foremost and everyone that loves u will love u more for it........Here;s hoping to SLAY ALL THE DEMONS<br />
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Looking for my half, if not better just Equal.<br />
Wishing I had a road map to life or a cheat sheet.<br />
Looking ahead to look behind to stay still with you my perfect one to-nite.<br />
Imperfect me wanting your perfection so desperately.<br />
To complete ,incomplete me .<br />
Lying Romances keep the fire lit wanting more knowing less.<br />
Drama rules logic fails.<br />
As someone said everything in life is mediocre Love shouldn't be one of them.<br />
Stuck in mediocrity waiting for my knight in shining intellect to match wits with.<br />
Rush oh perfect one to whisk me away from it all in a Dark cloud with a Silver lining</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-60263968025796087142011-12-05T05:45:00.000-08:002011-12-05T05:45:42.378-08:00Where for NEW YEAR's<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So Confused as always what to do for new years. My heart screams Italy,France and Singapore. But I have the love of my life my German Shepherd Athena who would have to sit for days on end in Quarantine. Which i think is totally unfair that people are allowed to travel all over the world Willy Nilly and my precious one is supposed to sit in quarantine just because she might be carrying some kind of pathogen. People carry more diseases than animals and most of the pandemics have been started by us so called Humans. <br />
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Everyday the hour that I want to spend on other people would change. Sometimes making someone close by feel better by a foot rub or a massage. A stranger better by giving them food. I'm an animal lover and would love to just donate all my time to them without any concern for anything else. But that is not possible as I have pets and a Family of my own to look after everyday. After all charity begins at home.<br />
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Lied to me that she wanted my servant down to do some work and then again told her to stop throwing piss water into her house. Weird lady like i would be collecting pee in a bucket and throwing it down. The Next time she did this which was pretty much on a regular basis. I asked our building manager to come which he did with her son and checked my balcony which was DRY as a Bone.<br />
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The Straw that Broke the camels back : Last nite i was lying down on the bed and reached for a bottle that was place on the floor and it tipped over. Yup u guessed it right. She called up complaining. Till Date I've been taking diplomatically with her and cordially thinking that shes old and must be cranky. Last nite at 9 pm getting tired of the harassment As she tells me what is all this that your throwing around. i asked her is she going to call every time a bottle falls down and guess what she says YES....Wow i thought to myself this person has no clue how to live cordially i don't think she can even spell or read or write. So i told her she was Crazy and needed to buy a bungalow if she didn't want Neighbors. I personally think she is one of those women who has no control on what goes on in her life is frustrated and has chosen me to take it out on or is just used to fighting and misses it from the old Chawl that shes moved from. Thank u Redevelopment. Money doesn't Bring Class<br />
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Great first half . Thirty seconds in and the mystery starts and the viewer is Drawn in. I enjoyed it so much that i forgot to eat my red vines :) or sweet cable as the candy treats company call them. And anyone that knows me knows i LOVE them. Wishing there was no Interval and I wasn't brought back to the reality of sitting in the Theater. <br />
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The second Half moved faster and it was very exciting and cant wait for the 2nd installment. Its a must see for all people who loved the Comics. It brings the comics to life. Every scene could be paused and it would fit in a comic instantly as the makers of it will emphasize as well.<br />
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Haven't put the plot of the movie up as I didn't want to spoil it for everyone as discovering it. Let me know if u want to know the plot will email u personally. But I would prefer if u watched it in 3D and Discovered it for yourself. Its a pleasure frame by frame. Will definitely go for it a second time or maybe a third time even. Hope everyone Enjoys the Movie as i did<br />
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Morgutal : 1 and 1/2 cup tur dal cook till soft with Turmeric and salt ( one teaspoon each should be enough)<br />
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Vegetables : Pumpkins ( red or green) 100 gms ,Peas 100 gms Peel of skin of pumpkin cut into cubes add peas and boil with turmeric and salt . Add paste into dal and pour it all into the boiled vegetable broth. Let it boil till gravy becomes thick.<br />
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Chutney: 1/2 coconut, 3 chillies green ( to taste) dried chilly whole , Urad dal 2 teaspons, Channa dal 1and 1/2 teespoon dry roast all of the ingredience mentioned then add curry leaves 3-5 Tamarin pulp 1/2 lemon size. remove all this from the heat then Dry roast coconut pulp with coriander leaves and salt to taste ( less is more in this case) you can always add more salt later. Grind all into a chutney to eat on the side. Below is the pic of how it looks at the end of it all<br />
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</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com0Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.0176147 72.85616440000001118.826811199999998 72.7533269 19.2084182 72.959001900000018tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-58332691114102309872011-11-05T07:14:00.000-07:002011-11-05T07:14:30.170-07:00Luv us or hate us Pakistan U cant Ignore us anymore....Pakistan give MFN status to India<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">The reason that India gets the MFN status from Pakistan is the economic conditions there. Pakistan imports good from India but via Dubai. So all goods would be getting more expensive with middle men or firms importing them. Then re-exporting them to Pakistan.This would have obviously made those goods more expensive for the people that it eventually landed in Pakistan for.<br />
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India is cautious wondering if Pakistan is going to withdraw the status after giving it as they have done with several other things in the past. I do not think India has anything to worry about as these good were being exported anyway to them. Prices obtained for the goods in India would remain the same but cutting out the middle man in Dubai would mean that these same goods would be cheaper for the Pakistanis who like the rest of the World are dealing with Financial blows and inflation.<br />
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This would mean more business for the ports of Gujarat. Improvements in shipping links between India and Pakistan. But would in turn mean a percentage of exports to Dubai decreasing. The firms that have invested in Dubai's future as an entry port would be threatened. In this economic climate could mean a slight adjustment or complete doom. That remains to be seen. But companies in India and Pakistan would see a boom in Exports and imports between the two countries that were doing it already but to put in lays man's terms on the sly. Hoping to see some lovely Pakistani clothing into India at Cheap costs as we all love a bargain. Instead of having to buy them from visitors to and fro. Yes i do love Pakistani embroidery and crochet as they love Indian Prints and Bollywood movies Needless to say all of this is on the sly.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><u>Al</u>ways on the look out for a good steak place like all good carnivores should be. Had the Steak di manzo with mushroom sauce. They give you an option of pepper sauce havent tried that yet. But the steak was cooked well loved the mushroom sauce and this comming from my BF who is not a fan of mushroom. I did eat 1/4 cause i had to wrestle it away from him unlike the asparagus which he hates and i luv :). The Sides were Great as well mashed potatoes and a rubix cube like carrot which i really appreciated :). The Croquettes were nice as well all just lightly looked with still a crunch to them. Pretty plate isn't it? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Really loved the chocolate bomb it was nice and warm and soft with melted chocolate inside :) Yummy. they served it with a cold scoop of vanilla with chocolate sauce. Included both the pics of before and after i dug into my bomb and it all exploded into a chocolate river. Now who can complain about a chocolate river not me :) Loved it :)<br />
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Overall good experience we ordered 3 mains and dessert out of which only one the penne in white sauce needed a little tweaking. Would prefer it with a Bachenel (made with flour and butter)sauce like the french instead of a milk sauce which smelt too milky for my liking. Would I go again Sure I would. Would like to try out there mini pizzas as well till next time folks happy eating :)<br />
</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com4Powai, Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.1196773 72.9050809000000319.096393799999998 72.888344400000037 19.1429608 72.921817400000023tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-61458991208022357632011-10-18T22:52:00.000-07:002011-10-18T22:52:08.375-07:00Love Hats always makes me think of the RACES<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq-DCxYI6ZlyEPSlFE1zh3XDjvg4xM5cogv3VK3ay0XJYAKDa2fe_WDR1jlK7TNEx9e9A8uJgEjnV0oFlRH7LZYRHfFEJummQTzfWvmJGjDr2agQX_AqKrKeYkyKaLVC8s9bp24Q99_cF3/s1600/philiptreacyhats+springsummer2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq-DCxYI6ZlyEPSlFE1zh3XDjvg4xM5cogv3VK3ay0XJYAKDa2fe_WDR1jlK7TNEx9e9A8uJgEjnV0oFlRH7LZYRHfFEJummQTzfWvmJGjDr2agQX_AqKrKeYkyKaLVC8s9bp24Q99_cF3/s640/philiptreacyhats+springsummer2011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Philip Treacy Hat line 2011.......<span class="st">London milliner (Hat Maker). Galleries of haute couture and ready to wear hat collections. </span><br />
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<span class="st">I wonder why we didnt pick up the Hat wearing tradition from the British. Picked up almost everything else. Hats always remind me of the Scene from "MY FAIR LADY" the movie where Eliza is taken to the races in a black and white gown with a lovely hat and everyone around her is equally dressed up Rather Poshly :) i would say.</span><br />
<span class="st">She is learning to speak proper english and manners. she carries herself off very well until the race begins and her horse is behind where she yells out to the horse in her thick uncultured voice " Move your blooming Arse" </span><br />
<span class="st">Its Funny as hell and a classic to boot. Would recommend everyone see it. Back to topic...Loving the hats . They are a piece of Art to look at but would i stick one on my head. Would u??? I think not. Simply because the aesthetic hasn't been accepted in India at all. Would stick out like a sore thumb dont u think. </span><br />
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posting the picture from the NY times. She in turn sold the hat on Ebay for </span>UNICEF and for children in crisis<span class="st"> charities :) smart girl....</span><br />
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<span class="st"> and she had been the only royal to complete a Marathon till date :) yippie for the Royal women :) </span><br />
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<span class="st">Whats ur opinion about hats???Love them or LEave them??</span></div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-85634444186939238792011-10-16T06:31:00.000-07:002011-10-16T06:31:59.494-07:00Restless in unending Purgatory (poem by Raahila Ladhani)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">This Day I Sit and Stare into the naked air. <br />
Waiting for my love to Begin Anew. <br />
My heart to heal and peace to settle in my Weary soul.<br />
My Restless Heart Walks, to wait for sleep to come.<br />
To dream of a Better tomorrow.<br />
But None come to me ,my love.<br />
A restless heart beats, to the Drum of evil time that slips away from my Palm ,taking with its Grains of sand, my love, my peace , my patience.<br />
Left is Forlorn ,Forsaken,Impatient me.<br />
Restless in Unending PURGATORY<br />
Unable to live.<br />
Unable to Die .<br />
Not to be me and FOR U NOT TO BE MINE.....</div>Lailahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01543981965195932247noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4569844300203138792.post-76139787684215012762011-10-16T06:16:00.000-07:002011-10-16T06:16:03.209-07:00Rumor of Angels (Poem By Raahila Ladhani)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I heard a rumor of angels.<br />
People said to me. I scoffed and walked it off.<br />
Until i saw your hand reach for me.<br />
I have missed you so much this Year thats gone by.<br />
Everyday I wish for you to be.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">I heard a rumor of Angels and didn't think there was one for me. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Until you left my hand and had no time for goodbyes. </div><div style="text-align: left;">You went away, one ordinary day.</div><div style="text-align: left;">No Fireworks, no warnings , no tearful goodbyes.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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I miss your smile ,your crazy eyes ,your mad acrobats ,your almost complaining.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I hate the people i meet now ,most all of them without you protecting me, judging them.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Your sweet embrace, your mad antics, I long for.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Run free my darling.</div><div style="text-align: left;">The big tomato farm in the sky awaits you.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Forgive me for my Limiteless stupidity my one true love.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I pray I should see you once again. </div><div style="text-align: left;">My rumored Angel my life long love. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Words fails me i miss you now more than ever.<br />
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<div class="uiAttachmentTitle" data-ft="{"type":11}"><strong>Sabyasachi Sarangi's photos</strong> </div><span class="caption"><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4e9ac4641983b1004302040">Dear, meet this wonderful mumbaikar.<br />
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Qualities of an Exemplary Human being.....<span class="text_exposed_show">..Must read<br />
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Exact Narration by an auto-rickshaw passenger,<br />
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Suvendu Roy of Titan Industries, who shares his inspirational encounter with a rickshaw driver in Mumbai:<br />
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One Sunday, my wife, kid, and I had to travel to Andheri from Bandra. When I waved at a passing auto rickshaw, little did I expect that this ride would be any different...<br />
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I looked in front and there was a small TV. The driver had put on the Doordarshan channel.<br />
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My wife and I looked at each other with disbelief and amusement. In front of me was a small first-aid box with cotton, dettol and some medicines.<br />
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This was enough for me to realize that I was in a special vehicle.<br />
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Then I looked round again, and discovered more - there was a radio, fire extinguisher, wall clock, calendar, and pictures and symbols of all faiths<br />
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- from Islam and Christianity to Buddhism, Hinduism and Sikhism.<br />
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There were also pictures of the heroes of 26/11- Kamte, Salaskar, Karkare and Unnikrishnan.<br />
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I realized that not only my vehicle, but also my driver was special.<br />
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I started chatting with him and the initial sense of ridicule and disbelief gradually diminished.<br />
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I gathered that he had been driving an auto rickshaw for the past 8-9 years; he had lost his job when his employer's plastic company was shut down.<br />
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He had two school-going children, and he drove from 8 in the morning till 10 at night.<br />
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No break unless he was unwell. "Sahab, ghar mein baith ke T.V dekh kar kya faida? Do paisa income karega toh future mein kaam aayega."<br />
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We realized that we had come across a man who represents Mumbai – the spirit of work, the spirit of travel and the spirit of excelling in life.<br />
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I asked him whether he does anything else as I figured that he did not have too much spare time.<br />
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He said that he goes to an old age home for women in Andheri once a week or whenever he has some extra income, where he donates tooth brushes, toothpastes, soap, hair oil, and other items of daily use.<br />
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He pointed out to a painted message below the meter that read: "25 per cent discount on metered fare for the handicapped.<br />
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Free rides for blind passengers up to Rs. 50.<br />
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My wife and I were struck with awe. The man was a HERO!<br />
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A hero who deserves all our respect!!!<br />
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Our journey came to an end;<br />
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45 minutes of a lesson in humility, selflessness, and of a hero-worshiping Mumbai, my temporary home.<br />
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We disembarked, and all I could do was<br />
to pay him a tip that would hardly cover a<br />
free ride for a blind man.<br />
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I hope, one day, you too have a chance to meet Mr Sandeep Bachhe in his auto rickshaw: MH-02-Z-8508.<br />
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Be a Reason for Million Smiles…. But Never be a reason for even a single Grudge…..</span></div></span><br />
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The Above Photo and write up are credited to Mr<strong> </strong>Sabyasachi Sarangi and <span class="caption"><span class="text_exposed_show">Suvendu Roy of Titan Industries</span></span>.<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;">Mr<strong> </strong>Sabyasachi Sarangi Graciously allowed me to reproduce it for my blog as i wanted to share this inspiring story with m<span class="caption"><span class="text_exposed_show"></span></span>y fellow bloggers. This should be shining India. Helping each other should be how we operate and live in this world. Where our very existence makes life easier for everyone else. In India especially the differently able ( Handicapped) find it hard and every day existence is a daunting task. In this melee of upheaval and limitations imposed by a lack of facilities and overflowing populous. There is a man who is helping as much as he can. It stands to question. Have We are people of little or more means done anything??? Let alone as much as we can. Complaints come easy to us. Fighting is second nature. But being Grateful for what we have and helping our fellow man comes very hard. In a place which overflows with population. People that are able are treated with disdain and abruptness. We don't have time to help our own people let alone someone else. Animals are mostly there to torment as we walk by. Hit or throw stones at. What we don't understand or are familiar with being foreign to us is treated badly. I love animals perhaps even more so than most people I know. Anyone who knows me knows this about me. Hating the way the so called bottom of the barrel or the lowest of the low are treated. Will write more about this and its tangent stories later. Rite now just wanting to leave you my reader with this inspiring story and hoping to make you think about doing your part in Helping and Caring.</div><strong></strong><br />
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